Yangju Hall.
The emperor lowered his eyes to look at the memorial in his hand, his face turning from white to black.
[I humbly pray for Your Majesty's well-being. Your son is ill and fears his days are numbered. He now needs someone to care for him. I have always been shy around strangers, but that little eunuch from last time won my heart. Therefore, despite my frail health, I earnestly request Your Majesty's permission to bestow upon me the son of Xiao Ningzi.]
Seeing that the emperor's expression was off, Eunuch Wu dared not utter a sound.
The emperor glanced at Eunuch Wu and said, "It's Mu Ange. He said he's shy and wants Xiao Ningzi, who's by my side, to take care of him."
Eunuch Wu's eyes flickered slightly: "Xiao Ningzi took care of the Third Prince before, so he must be quite adept at it."
The emperor's expression changed slightly, and he almost gritted his teeth as he said, "He wants me to bestow Xiao Ningzi upon him."
Eunuch Wu exclaimed in surprise, "What?"
What kind of person is Mu Ange? When others ask for imperial favor, they are all given high-ranking official positions and generous salaries, or at the very least, princesses and beauties. But he, with his half-buried body, is begging to be given a eunuch.
"Your Majesty, you are the most honored person in the world. If you are unwilling, no one will dare to say a word."
Having served the emperor for so many years, Eunuch Wu knew very well what he was thinking, and could tell from his expression that he was unwilling.
"Ha, the supreme ruler? But even the supreme ruler can't openly snatch someone from his dying son, let alone a eunuch!"
Half an hour later.
The imperial decree reached the Third Prince's residence, and in essence, it conveyed the central message: Xiao Ningzi can be used, but once he's done, he must be returned to the Emperor.
Mu Ange looked at him with disdain: "You're so stingy. I'll take it from you one day."
Half a month later, at the Third Prince's residence.
Mu Ange's long, flowing hair was casually spread across the bed. He lay lazily by the bedside, his eyes half-closed, quietly waiting for Anning to apply the medicine to him.
"I'm all dressed up, just waiting for you."
An Ning's lips twitched. She sat down next to him with the medicine box in her hand and reached out to tug at his pants. She had no choice; she didn't want to do something so embarrassing. The main reason was that he had an injury on his waist, and she needed to apply medicine. In short, she was forced to do it!
With practiced ease, she brushed aside the stray strands of hair on Mu Ange's back, extended two fingers to take out the ointment, and then carefully applied it to the wound.
A muffled groan suddenly escaped from Mu Ange's throat.
I remember the first time I heard this sound. Mu Ange's low hum was like the sound of extreme comfort after some desire was satisfied. It was like air, passing over An Ning's face, shoulders, waist, and even her whole body.
An Ning's face flushed red instantly, and even her ears looked like they were bleeding.
But now, even if Mu Ange were lying on the bed screaming, she wouldn't flinch, remaining completely calm. After all, she'd become immune to it after hearing it so many times.
"pain."
Mu Ange raised an eyebrow and cried out pitifully.
"Just bear with the pain."
You know, this person is really strange. Half a month ago, when the injury was at its worst, he didn't utter a single word of pain. But now that it's about to scab over, he's been complaining of pain every day, from morning till night, as annoying as a cat in heat.
"Xiao Ningzi, you're so fierce."
Mu Ange made her accusations.
An Ning snorted: "Chen Xun isn't fierce, let him do it."
"No, how can I let a grown man touch my smooth and flawless back?"
Anning paused slightly as she applied the medicine.
His back, it probably used to be as smooth and flawless as he described, but now it is covered with scars, the horrifying scars winding and intricate, and it will never be smooth and flawless again.
An Ning unconsciously reached out and gently touched the scar: "Have you ever regretted it?"
Have you ever regretted it? In order to get medicine for myself, I ended up like this. Fortunately, my face is not seriously damaged, and I'm still quite good at swindling people.
Mu Ange was slightly taken aback, and it took her a while to realize what Anning meant.
"What's there to regret?"
An Ning said, "Thank you."
Mu Ange lowered his eyes, concealing his myriad emotions: "I owe you."
It would be a lie to say he didn't regret it, but what he regretted wasn't going to Liuxi Valley, but that night when he fed her the Golden Toad Gu.
"The antidote for the Golden Toad Gu is still being prepared and will take about half a month. After taking the antidote, there will be a very dangerous period of drug dissipation. Once you get through that, you will be cured."
An Ning pondered the two words: "Dispersal period?" It probably refers to the period during which the medicine takes effect.
"good."
"Don't be afraid, Benwan will stay by your side."
An Ning raised an eyebrow: "I'm not scared, am I?"
Mu Ange replied with a stern face, "Oh."
"Your Highness, the medicine."
Chen Xun brought in a bowl of medicine and naturally handed it to An Ning.
He didn't understand why the prince insisted on having this little eunuch feed him the medicine. He had never seen the prince drink medicine spoonful by spoonful before. He even remembered the prince saying that men didn't need spoons to drink medicine; that was something only women used.
So, Your Highness, what are you doing, sipping your food so repeatedly?
After taking just one sip, Mu Ange's face scrunched up: "Bitter."
An Ning skillfully took out raisins from her purse: "Here you go."
Chen Xun's eyes nearly popped out: Eunuch Ning, please spoil him!
After closing the door and leaving for a short while, Chen Xun returned.
"Your Highness, there is a visiting card."
Mu Ange craned her neck to look over: "Who is it?"
Knowing full well that I am seriously ill, they still come to send a visiting card; they really have no sense of propriety whatsoever.
“It belongs to Eunuch Ning.”
An Ning was slightly taken aback: "Mine?"
Mu Ange's cold gaze swept over Chen Xun.
Chen Xun stammered as he placed the visiting card into An Ning's hand.
"It belongs to the Second Princess."
An Ning's eyes lit up: "Honeysuckle?"
She hurriedly opened the invitation card and read that it meant that Sister Yunyan had decided to open a shop, and they were going to choose a location together today, so she was specially invited to participate.
An Ning put away the visiting card and looked at Mu Ange with anticipation: "Your Highness, I want to leave the manor."
Mu Ange's eyes were deep as she glanced at the visiting card: Which scoundrel managed to seduce you with just one visiting card?
Hearing Mu Ange's furious voice in her mind, An Ning couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It was the Second Princess who invited me to help Sister Yunyan choose a shop. I just happened to want to go out and have a look."
The girl's eyes shone like the brightest stars in the sky, making it impossible for him to refuse.
Mu Ange nodded: "Okay, go and come back soon."
An Ning agreed, but then felt something was off. Why did it feel like a father's instruction?
Seeing that An Ning was about to pack her things and leave, Mu Ange quickly said, "Go out dressed as a man."
"good."
"You're not allowed to flirt with other girls."
"good."
"You must be back before dinner."
"good."
"Buy whatever you want, I have plenty of money."
Anning circled her head: What do you mean? Are you going to keep me as a sugar daddy?
"I have my own money, I won't spend yours."
Anning still has some savings, not a lot, but enough for her own expenses.
She couldn't possibly spend Mu Ange's money with a clear conscience; after all, they weren't even really friends.
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