After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Xie Mishuang sneered in her heart, but remained expressionless on her face, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

She swept her eyes sharply over Shang Qiushui, her tone leaving no room for doubt, "In short, I'm afraid you won't be able to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today. As the Crown Princess, I still have the right to appoint someone to serve the Crown Prince."

Xie Mishuang looked down at An Zixin, her tone cold but with a hint of warning: "Miss An, whether you want to complain to His Highness about what happened today or not, I have helped you once."

"But this is only for your child's sake. I hope you will take care of yourself in the future and not provoke any random people for me to chase away for you."

After Xie Mishuang finished speaking, he left without looking back. An Zixin hurriedly followed Xie Mishuang and left.

Shang Qiu Shui was the only one left in the Peony Pavilion. She was wearing a red wedding dress, but her face was ferocious at the moment. She stared at the direction where Xie Mi Shuang left with gritted teeth.

Xie Mishuang, if you insist on going against me, then be prepared for eternal damnation!

As night falls, the Prince's Mansion is brightly lit.

Outside the Crown Prince's study, Zhang Hu yawned boredly and said to Li Zhong beside him, "Do you think the Crown Princess has gone too far?"

"Although she has the right to ask Concubine Shang not to sleep with her, the final choice still lies with Your Highness."

Zhang Hu stroked his chin and asked curiously, "Where do you think His Highness will go tonight?"

Li Zhong had no expression on his face and uttered two words calmly: "The Crown Princess."

"Ah?" Zhang Hu opened his mouth in surprise. "No way?"

"But, but there are two new beauties!"

"No matter how much the Crown Prince dotes on the Crown Princess, according to the rules he must stay in the room of a concubine tonight!"

Li Zhong rolled his eyes at him and said nothing, obviously speechless at Zhang Hu's stupid question.

At this time, the door of the study opened and the prince came out after handling government affairs.

"Where is the Crown Princess now?" The Crown Prince rubbed his brows and asked.

Li Zhong replied respectfully, "Your Highness, I don't know. You should go find it yourself."

Zhang Hu looked at Li Zhong in surprise. He hadn't seen him for a few days, so why did he feel that Li Zhong had become much braver?

The prince's face darkened. "You have three days to find out the cause of death of that maid and the cook! Otherwise, you will be punished!"

Li Zhong remained calm, knelt on one knee, and replied in a deep voice, "Yes!"

The prince ignored Li Zhong and turned around, striding towards the main room.

It's dinner time now, she should be having dinner.

However, the main room was empty, with only a few candles emitting dim light, reflecting the desolation of the room.

The prince frowned slightly. Could it be that he was planting a thatched cottage?

He walked quickly towards Zhicaotang, Xie Mishuang's favorite place to go, but she was still nowhere to be found.

The prince felt a little annoyed. Where had she gone?

At this moment, a maid ran over hurriedly, knelt down in front of the prince, and said in a hurried tone: "Your Highness, Miss An's child has a high fever. Please send the imperial physician to take a look!"

The prince was shocked. A child's fever was no small matter.

"We are not in the palace now. It will take a long time to ask the imperial physician to come back and forth. If the high fever is not reduced quickly, my life may be in danger!" There was a hint of anxiety in the maid's tone.

The prince made a prompt decision and immediately ordered, "Go to the palace and call the imperial physician!"

*

In Anxiang Pavilion, Xie Mishuang was arguing with An Zixin, and Ouyang Jing happened to hear it while walking outside the door.

At this moment, An Zixin caught a glimpse of the prince standing at the door from the corner of her eye, and she cried even louder. She grabbed Xie Mishuang's hand and cried, "My Queen, I beg you not to hurt my child anymore!"

"If you don't like me, you can hit me or scold me, please!"

Xie Mishuang immediately understood what An Zixin had changed so suddenly. She sneered, looked at An Zixin sharply, and said word by word, "Miss An, are you really the child's biological mother?"

An Zixin's crying stopped abruptly. She raised her head, looked at Xie Mishuang with a twinkling look in her eyes, and said with forced calmness, "My Lady, what are you talking about? Of course I am the child's biological mother!"

Xie Mishuang looked at her guilty look and became more certain of his guess.

"In that case, don't you know this common sense of raising a child: using warm water to reduce fever and wiping the whole body?" Xie Mishuang pressed on, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

An Zixin's eyes dodged, and hesitantly said, "I... I don't know what the Queen is talking about, but... maybe Xiaoying has rarely been sick since she was a child, so I... I don't remember..."

Xie Mishuang pressed on: "Last time, the imperial physician said that Xiaoying's physique is not good. She must have suffered from many illnesses since she was a child."

An Zixin was suddenly speechless, his face turned pale, and his eyes dodged around in panic.

At this time, Ouyang Jing walked in from outside. He frowned slightly, and his eyes swept over Xie Mishuang and An Zixin sharply, and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly is going on?"

When An Zixin saw Ouyang Jing, she felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw and cried out, "Your Highness, the Queen...she suspects that I am not Xiaoying's biological mother!"

Xie Mishuang smiled faintly, put the basin of warm water in her hand aside, and slowly wiped the child's body.

Ouyang Jing frowned even more tightly when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice, "What the Crown Princess said makes sense. You are indeed suspicious."

An Zixin's face was pale, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't speak.

Seeing that Ouyang Jing had begun to doubt An Zixin, Xie Mishuang stopped paying attention to her and walked to the bedside. She picked up a clean handkerchief, dipped it in warm water, and gently wiped the child's forehead, cheeks, and neck...

Her movements were gentle and skillful, and her eyes were full of love and compassion, as if she was treating her own child.

When An Zixin saw this scene, the flames of jealousy burned fiercely in her heart. She rushed forward, pushed Xie Mishuang away, and screamed, "Don't touch my child! Don't touch my child!"

Seeing this, Ouyang Jing's face darkened. He quickly grabbed An Zixin's wrist, swung her hard, and threw her to the ground, shouting, "Someone, take Miss An away!"

Two servants immediately stepped forward and dragged the struggling An Zixin to the side.

Ouyang Jing then walked to the bedside and watched Xie Mishuang carefully wiping the child's body, and his heart couldn't help but be touched.

After a while, the imperial physician rushed over and examined the child, and the high fever finally subsided.

Xie Mishuang finally breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up, bowed to Ouyang Jing, and said softly, "Your Highness, I'm tired. I'll go back first."

Ouyang Jing looked at her tired expression, feeling a little reluctant. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, saying softly, "Wait."