He had always been a brother who cherished his younger sibling, and considering Xiaoqi was still young and had no conflicts of interest with him, his affection for Xiaoqi was fully justifiable from any perspective.
Lady Ning watched him without blinking, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes, "Do you really want to go?"
Prince Ning paused, then, under her intense gaze, he showed a helpless smile, "You know the Crown Prince’s temper. Though he shares the same mother with Xiaoqi, this time Xiaoqi has injured the Crown Prince’s wife. I’m afraid he is also angry and will not speak for Xiaoqi."
Lady Ning clenched the window frame, "What if I asked you not to go?"
Prince Ning looked at her with affection and helplessness, smiling, "Suxin, stop it."
Lady Ning lowered her eyes, seemingly giving up her unreasonable demands, and let go of the carriage window she had been gripping tightly, "Alright."
Prince Ning reached out and caressed her cold cheek, "Good, I’ll be back soon, and I’ll accompany you to listen to the opera in the evening."
Lady Ning loved the opera, and Prince Ning, who never indulged in pleasures of the senses, resolutely supported an opera troupe in his mansion to please his wife, which showed how deeply he cared for her.
Lady Ning did not say anything more to retain him. She gently moved away the support bar and lowered the carriage window.
The East Palace.
The Crown Princess leaned back against the head of the bed, her sleeves and skirt lifted high. The Crown Prince, focused on his task, finished applying the final touch of the medicinal ointment and said with relief, "It’s all done. Wait, don’t move yet. I need to check if there are other injuries."
"There are none," said the Crown Princess, "It doesn’t hurt anywhere else."
The Crown Prince said, "Some places might not hurt now but could bruise and swell later."
The Crown Princess didn’t know what to say and let him meticulously check her over once more.
By the time the check was finished, her cheeks were flushed bright red.
He had lifted her clothes only to apply the medicine, but seeing her looking so pitiful and shy, with her face burning and struggling with modesty, the Crown Prince felt his throat go dry for a moment.
However, he was not beastly enough to take advantage of Linlang when she was injured.
So, in fact, what Gu Jiao had said about it being ’inconvenient’ was purely literal—inconvenient because the Crown Prince was applying medicine to the Crown Princess and it was not suitable to receive visitors, nothing else.
Gu Jiao hadn’t lied.
It was just that if others wanted to overthink it, it wasn’t her fault.
The Crown Princess said to the Crown Prince, "Your Highness, please go check on Xiaoqi. I’m fine now. Don’t be too angry with Xiaoqi, and remember to speak a few good words for him in front of His Majesty. The Emperor appreciates the deep brotherly love between you, so please don’t let a woman come between you."
The Crown Prince clenched his teeth, "I want to grab him and beat him to a pulp!"
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