After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Xie Mishuang just smiled faintly, put down the medical book in his hand, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Other people's mouths are on their own bodies, so let them say whatever they want."

"But..." Ah Xi wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Aya beside him.

"Ah Xi, please be quiet." Aya said in a low voice, then turned to look at Xie Mishuang, "Your Majesty, I have a question..."

"Speak." Xie Mishuang said lightly.

"Although that girl is not as beautiful as the Empress, the child in her arms... does look a bit like Your Highness. Could it be... that child is really born to Your Highness and that woman?" Aya asked cautiously.

Xie Mishuang's eyes darkened slightly when he heard this.

She had also thought about this question.

"My queen, what should we do?" Ah Xi was immediately anxious when she heard this. "We can't just sit there and wait for death! It's time for me to play my role!"

Xie Mishuang raised his eyes and looked at Ah Xi with interest: "Oh? Tell me, what method do you have?"

Ah Xi's eyes rolled, and she leaned close to Xie Mishuang's ear and said in a low voice, "My hometown has a unique method that can verify blood relationship. If the child is really your Highness's child, we will know it immediately!"

Xie Mishuang was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "You still have such ability? It's rare."

She put down her teacup and looked at Ah Xi, asking with some curiosity, "But let me ask you, if that child is really your Highness's, what should I do?"

Ah Xi was stunned by the question. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything for a long time.

Yes, if the child is really His Highness’s, what should the Queen do?

At this moment, Qing He walked in from outside and bowed: "Your Highness, His Highness has returned to the study."

When Xie Mishuang heard this, he immediately put down the teacup in his hand and quickly stood up: "I understand."

Ah Xi looked at Xie Mishuang's departing back and secretly made up his mind: he must help the queen verify the identity of the child!

Outside the study, Xie Mishuang knocked gently on the door.

"Who?" Ouyang Jing's low voice came from inside.

"Your Highness." Xie Mishuang said softly.

There was silence for a moment before Ouyang Jing's voice was heard: "I still have government affairs to attend to. If the Crown Princess has anything to say, we can talk tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Xie Mishuang was stunned.

He actually asked her to talk about it tomorrow?

Moreover, she was addressed as "Crown Princess" instead of the affectionate "Beloved Concubine" of the past.

Sure enough, men's hearts are very fickle. It seems that what Aya said is not impossible. His Highness is indeed in love with that woman.

"Since Your Highness is really busy, I will wait at the door." Xie Mishuang's tone was firm, with a hint of stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

When Qing He heard this, she immediately became anxious and quickly brought a cloak: "My Lady, it is the coldest time of the year now, and it will be even colder at night. You should go back to your room and rest early."

She deliberately raised her voice, hoping that the person in the study could hear it.

Xie Mishuang naturally understood Qing He's thoughts, but she had made up her mind and shook her head gently: "No problem."

The night wind was blowing, bringing a bit of chill. Xie Mishuang was wearing a cloak and standing quietly outside the study.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was still no movement in the study.

Qinghe saw it all and was anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

About a quarter of an hour later, the study door finally opened.

Ouyang Jing stood at the door, looking at Xie Mishuang wearing a cloak and rubbing his hands, a flash of heartache in his eyes.

"Since it's cold, come in and wait." His tone was still cold, but it couldn't hide the hint of concern.

Xie Mishuang's eyes lit up and he quickly ran into the study.

Ouyang Jing looked at her little movements, and couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and continued to busy himself with government affairs.

Xie Mishuang sat down on the small bed and ate the cakes leisurely.

With every bite, she had a look of satisfaction on her face, as if all the troubles in the world had disappeared.

Ouyang Jing saw all of this and couldn't help but ask, "Didn't my beloved concubine have dinner?"

Xie Mishuang was stunned and looked up at Ouyang Jing.

Ouyang Jing also realized that he seemed to have called her the wrong name just now, and "Crown Princess" should be more appropriate.

"I originally wanted to wait for Your Highness to have dinner together and apologize at the same time. Your Highness, are you... not angry anymore now?" Xie Mishuang asked cautiously, with a hint of tentativeness in her tone.

"The Crown Princess never needs me unless it's necessary." Ouyang Jing put down the memorial in his hand and looked up at Xie Mishuang. His tone was calm, but there was a hidden edge. "Tell me, what is the reason this time?"

Xie Mishuang smiled awkwardly, it seemed he was still angry.

However, the coming-of-age banquet cannot be delayed too much.

"Noble Concubine Wen wants me to organize a coming-of-age banquet for Princess Yong'an." Xie Mishuang paused, observing Ouyang Jing's expression. Seeing that he didn't react, she continued, "I've always heard that Princess Yong'an has always admired you, Your Highness, and listens to you the most, so..."

"So I hope Your Highness can stay by my side when I host the banquet, is that all?" Xie Mishuang said in one breath, looking at Ouyang Jing eagerly, expecting his answer.

Ouyang Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Since the Crown Princess has something to ask of me, I cannot sit idly by." Ouyang Jing's tone was indifferent, and no emotion could be heard.

"It's just that I've been feeling a little unwell lately, so I'm afraid I can't accompany the Crown Princess."

Xie Mishuang was immediately anxious when she heard this. She hurried forward and grabbed Ouyang Jing's wrist. "It just so happens that I have recently studied medicine with Mr. Li. I will take a look at it for Your Highness."

As she spoke, she was about to take Ouyang Jing's pulse.

Ouyang Jing was startled, and quickly withdrew his wrist guiltily, "I just caught a cold, don't worry about it."

"How can this be? Your Highness's health is very important. Even if it's a cold, we can't be careless." Xie Mishuang said, pulling Ouyang Jing's wrist without saying anything, putting her slender fingers on his pulse, and carefully taking his pulse.

Ouyang Jing wanted to retract his wrist, but when he saw Xie Mishuang's serious expression, for some reason, his heart skipped a beat.

He coughed lightly, somewhat uncomfortably.

Xie Mishuang raised her eyes and looked at him doubtfully, "Your Highness?"

Ouyang Jing felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at him, and he immediately started coughing awkwardly, "Ahem..."

Xie Mishuang withdrew her hand, frowning slightly. It seemed that there was nothing serious. What went wrong?

Is it because she is not skilled enough?

Seeing that she hadn't figured out the reason, Ouyang Jing quickly retracted his wrist and said, "I'm fine, Crown Princess, don't worry."

"I have only learned a few basic things from Mr. Li. I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Your Highness." Xie Mishuang smiled awkwardly, trying to hide her inner uneasiness.

Ouyang Jing looked at her pretending to be calm, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in his deep eyes.

"Oh? Really?" His tone was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Then does the Crown Princess have anything to ask me?" Ouyang Jing put down the memorial in his hand, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Xie Mishuang with burning eyes.