Although Chu Mo returned with him this time, and was nominally still his concubine, Xiao Xuan never went to Chu Mo's palace even once.
If Ningyin hadn't become pregnant, and Qing'er's treatment time hadn't been so frequent, he would have hoped that Chu Mo and Qing'er could leave the East Palace sooner.
His Eastern Palace is only allowed to have one woman, and he doesn't need even a nominal concubine.
Seeing Ning Yin's still somewhat worried expression, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her cheeks.
That's good. His Aning knows how to consider his feelings, but he will use practical actions to give her a sense of security.
“A-Ning, I am not the King of Chu, nor Shen Yun, and I will never be fickle like Father. I am only A-Ning’s husband, and I will be for life.”
Knowing that Ningyin loved sour fruits, and fearing that she would get tired of eating only pears, Xiao Xuan ordered someone to go out of the palace the next day to purchase all kinds of fruits, each of them sour, so that Ningyin could choose different flavors.
She had been feeling sleepy lately. After lunch today, Ningyin yawned again, and Zhang Mama and Suxin helped Ningyin back to her bedroom.
As soon as she lay down, Ning Yin closed her eyes and felt a sudden difficulty breathing; the feeling of suffocation was intense.
If it weren't for Granny Zhang and the others guarding outside, Ningyin would probably have suffocated to death.
When Zhang Mama and Su Xin helped Ning Yin out of the bedroom, they felt a chill run down their spines. Ning Yin's face was frighteningly pale.
Bai Meng came over and took Ning Yin's pulse, confirming that Ning Yin and the child were both fine, only feeling weak due to a brief period of difficulty breathing.
There's clearly nothing wrong with this room, so how could this happen?
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