Su Yunyan was so nervous that her fingernails dug into her flesh without her realizing it. She had only met Xiao Ningzi a few times and hadn't had much contact with him, but he was the only one who told her to take good care of herself.
"Your Highness, how can you behave so disrespectfully before His Majesty?"
Su Yunyan suppressed her trembling voice and looked directly into Mu Anxuan's eyes, which were like those of a trapped beast. This time, she would protect this little eunuch.
"Hahahaha." Mu Ange suddenly burst into laughter.
His laughter was unrestrained and carefree, displaying a dissolute and unconventional nature.
Anning: Now is the time for you to behave yourself. When I die, you can finally laugh out loud.
Mu Ange's eyes, filled with interest, scanned An Ning from head to toe, a mixture of disdain, curiosity, and inquiry directed at her.
“What my sister-in-law, the Princess Consort, says is true. It is indeed inappropriate to strip her clothes in front of the Emperor. Therefore, I am willing to condescend to strip her pants.”
His lewd tone suggested that uncovering the truth was unimportant; rather, pulling down the eunuch's pants would bring him more pleasure.
Fortunately, his image as a lawless and dissolute playboy was so deeply ingrained that no one doubted his intentions, simply assuming he was just having fun.
An Ning looked at Mu Ange, unsure whether he was genuinely interested or simply acting out of kindness.
The emperor seemed to be deep in thought.
Eunuch Wu stepped forward: "Your Majesty, this matter is of utmost importance. The Third Prince is known for his lack of discipline and is difficult to trust. Xiao Ningzi has sworn allegiance to this servant, and this servant is willing to investigate together with the Third Prince."
The emperor's eyes lit up: "Granted."
The words were spoken.
Mu Ange grinned and stretched out his hand towards An Ning, saying as he walked, "I want to see what exactly you have!"
An Ning was like a walking corpse, letting him drag her along. In a daze, he heard him say with some worry: "If Eunuch Wu is here, how can we deceive everyone?"
An Ning turned her head stiffly to look at him: Is he helping me? Your Highness, your image of being heartless and ungrateful is about to crumble.
Inside a side hall of Yangju Hall.
Silence.
There were only three people.
An Ning looked like she was about to die.
Mu Ange had a mischievous grin on his face.
And the enigmatic Eunuch Wu.
Mu Ange stood in front of An Ning, rubbed his hands together, and said excitedly, "Then I'll get started."
An Ning's face stiffened.
Eunuch Wu turned his head slightly away.
Mu Ange immediately realized that Eunuch Wu was deliberately going easy on her. Although she didn't know what he was trying to do, it was still a good thing.
"Little Ningzi, are you going to do it yourself, or should I do it myself?"
As he spoke, Mu Ange's hand had already reached for An Ning's waist.
An Ning bit her lip hard, leaning her back against the cold wall.
She opened her mouth several times, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't say anything.
Anning tried hard to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes, but when anxiety, panic, despair, and helplessness all came rushing in, she simply couldn't bear it.
"I......"
As soon as he opened his mouth, tears streamed down his cheeks like a burst dam, dripping onto his wrinkled eunuch robes.
An Ning resignedly reached out and touched her belt.
"Do it yourself." The voice was so weak it was barely audible, even the last syllable trembled.
Mu Ange lowered her eyes, her fair and delicate hand trembling uncontrollably.
His eyes darkened, and he reached out and grasped An Ning's wrist.
Almost instantly, An Ning burst into tears.
The suppressed sobs suddenly entered Muange's ears.
His gaze shifted slightly upwards, landing on a face filled with panic, unease, isolation, helplessness, and trepidation, its tear-streaked face heartbreaking.
"Hahaha, hurry up and take it off." His lewd laughter suddenly rang out.
An Ning broke out in a cold sweat.
Suddenly, Mu Ange reached out and awkwardly wiped away the tears on Anning's face with her fingertips, feeling utterly disgusted: Why is she crying? Women are such a hassle!
An Ning was utterly desperate: He had already guessed it before she even saw it!
"Only your underpants are left, hurry up and take them off, I can't wait any longer."
Mu Ange spoke in a vulgar and urgent tone, and as he grasped Anning's hand, he reached for his waist.
Eunuch Wu remained turned to the side, and out of the corner of his eye, he could only see Mu Ange's tall figure completely obscuring Xiao Ningzi; he couldn't see anything else.
An Ning looked up at him in a panic. His dark eyes were as clear as the first snow of winter. She never dared to imagine that the word "clear and transparent" could be used to describe this playboy. But at this moment, the person in front of her was staring at her with such clear and bright eyes.
As if under a spell, she believed him.
She let her hand wander along his waist, following his large palm.
The rustling sounds echoed like thunder in the small room.
Mu Ange looked at her calmly, somewhat puzzled: "You've stopped crying already?"
An Ning belatedly realized that her nearly collapsing emotions had unknowingly stabilized.
Even the tears on her face showed signs of drying.
She looked up at him, only to see his expression change instantly, and he cursed, "Damn it, that's disgusting. I must have lost my mind to pull down your pants."
After saying that, he grumbled as he fastened his belt, and as he left, he muttered under his breath, "Another damned eunuch!"
Eunuch Wu's lips twitched slightly, and his face stiffened.
An Ning slumped down against the wall and sat on the ground: No, now is not the time to celebrate being a survivor.
In an instant, she suppressed all her emotions, pretended to straighten her clothes, and stormed out of the small room in a fit of rage.
Eunuch Wu followed closely behind.
In the distance, Mu Ange's resentful grumbling, as if she had stepped in excrement, still echoed: "Father, that was clearly a dead eunuch. My eyes were almost blinded. It was disgusting! Ugh! Your Highness, what are you up to? Not only did you frame me for having an affair with a concubine, but you also tricked me into watching that disgusting stuff? How cruel you are!"
An Ning stepped out from the side, coldly looking at the Crown Prince: "How can the dignified Crown Prince act like a mad dog now? Biting anyone he sees?"
Eunuch Wu walked to the emperor's side, his expression unchanged: "Your Majesty, it is confirmed that he is indeed a eunuch."
With a thud, the prince collapsed to the ground.
The emperor's face was ashen: "Give him fifty strokes and throw him at the palace gate."
"yes."
Bai Lan breathed a sigh of relief, her stiff back relaxing for a moment. However, her newly promoted position as the head aunt was now over.
The emperor leisurely looked at Bai Lan: "Do you know your crime?"
Bai Lan shoved her head against the ground: "This servant knows her crime, but this matter was only my wishful thinking and has nothing to do with Eunuch Ning. If you must punish someone, punish this servant alone."
An Ning frowned and was about to kneel down to beg for mercy, but Mu Ange grabbed her arm. He looked over as if to say: If you beg for mercy, she will have died in vain.
An Ning frowned even more deeply, because she heard him say the same thing clearly.
Bai Lan stood up and looked at An Ning. To onlookers, it looked like she was gazing at him with deep affection, longing for someone she couldn't have. But An Ning knew that she was saying: "Please take good care of my brother!"
The emperor looked at Anning, then at Bailan. Anning possessed a constitution that was rare even in a century, and could not be dealt with casually. But this little palace maid...
"Execute by slow slicing!"
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