The mysterious milk group, hands on hips, is being fought over by five dads who are going crazy over

Qiao Wan responded softly, "Yes, how did A Ning know?"

Ah Ning's eyes widened instantly, realizing something was wrong.

She remembered that the last time she went to the palace with her older brother Zhou Sheng, they encountered a little boy whose body was covered in black and purple aura.

If he is indeed the sixth prince...

A-Ning pursed her lips, stepped forward, and said to the Imperial Concubine, "A-Ning is His Majesty's goddaughter. My father allowed me to come in with him. Please let me in!"

The imperial concubine was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "God-daughter?"

"Little girl, are you out of your mind to want to be a princess? The Emperor himself, recognizing his niece's daughter as his goddaughter? How could His Majesty do something so unethical?"

"You're so young, yet you have such high aspirations. Is the title of the Prime Minister's daughter no longer enough for you?"

"Your Highness!" Qiao Wan stood in front of A Ning with a cold expression, completely shielding the child.

"Ah Ning didn't lie!"

"You have repeatedly spoken rudely and bullied a four-year-old child; this is extremely improper!"

"You..." The Imperial Concubine was furious, pointing a finger at her, "What! Can't I, a dignified Imperial Concubine, even discipline a child?!"

Steward Yuan watched as the two argued at the entrance of the bedchamber, unable to do anything right and not daring to utter a single word.

On one side is the emperor's favorite concubine, and on the other is the emperor's niece and the wife of the current prime minister. As a mere eunuch, siding with either side would offend the other...

There was nothing he could do but feel a chill of fear for the Imperial Concubine.

After all, while the idea of ​​recognizing one's niece's daughter as a goddaughter sounds utterly absurd, it was indeed something the Emperor himself did...

Just then, Ah Ning stepped forward, hands on her hips, looking both cute and fierce:

"Ah Ning has to go in now, otherwise the people inside will be in great danger!"

"Get out of the way!"

The imperial concubine lowered her eyes and glanced at her contemptuously, her tone arrogant:

"I am guarding this place for the safety of the Sixth Prince! How could I possibly allow a mere maid like you to go in and cause trouble?"

"If you make any more noise and disturb the Imperial Advisor's rescue of the Sixth Prince, I will lock you up immediately!"

"Who are you going to lock up?"

A cold and authoritative voice rang out from behind her. The imperial concubine was startled for a moment, then immediately turned around and grabbed Xie Yunze's arm to accuse him.

"Your Majesty, this little girl keeps insisting on coming inside, but the Sixth Prince's life is hanging by a thread. How can I allow her to go in and cause trouble? What if she disturbs the Imperial Advisor's treatment of the Sixth Prince?"

"I've said it several times, but they insist on going in. And the Prime Minister's wife, relying on her husband being the current Prime Minister, doesn't even respect me. In front of so many servants, she said I was improper and disgraced the royal family..."

The Imperial Concubine looked pitiful and hoped that Xie Yunze would protect her unconditionally as always, so that everyone could see how favored she was, and that even the Prime Minister's wife would not dare to speak disrespectfully to her!

Instead of hearing what she wanted to hear, she was violently pushed away!

Xie Yunze stared at her with a grim expression and said coldly, "Return to the palace immediately and reflect on your actions! I will settle accounts with you later for what happened today!"

After saying that, he grabbed Ah Ning's hand and went into the bedroom without looking back!

The imperial concubine was left standing there awkwardly, somewhat at a loss...

She was once the most favored concubine in the palace, and even the Empress had to avoid her and dare not say a harsh word to her.

Now she just doesn't want random people to bother the Sixth Prince, but the Emperor who once doted on her wants to settle scores with her afterward.

The Imperial Concubine's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something more, but Chief Steward Yuan blocked her way, flicked his whisk, and made a "please" gesture.

"Your Highness, please."

The imperial concubine clenched her fists, somewhat unwilling, "Steward Yuan, this—"

"Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine," Chief Steward Yuan sighed, eager to get her back to the palace, "she is indeed His Majesty's goddaughter..."

"This servant only learned of this today. Your Highness, please, this servant will escort you back to the palace."

The Imperial Concubine looked at Qiao Wan in disbelief, clenching her teeth, but ultimately said nothing and left with a flick of her sleeve.

Qiao Wan watched her leave, then calmly withdrew her gaze and stood quietly outside the bedchamber, her eyes lowered in thought.

It seems that His Majesty must have known about A-Ning's abilities all along, which is why he was in such a hurry to bring A-Ning in.

But then, it's impossible that the Sixth Prince is simply sick and weak. Could it be that he, like me, has been cursed?

Inside the bedchamber, the sixth prince's small body lay on the couch, his pillow soaked with blood. A palace servant knelt beside the bed, holding a basin filled with vomited blood...

When Zhou Shengze saw the Emperor leading A Ning in, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly stepped forward, "Your Majesty, what brings you here...?"

Xie Yunze's face was gloomy. "Never mind that for now. Let Aning go up and see what's going on."

Upon hearing this, A Ning nodded to Zhou Shengze and quickly went to the bedside.

She closed her eyes and then opened them again, only to see the Sixth Prince surrounded by a mixture of black and purple auras, enveloping his entire body.

The intensity was much greater than when we bumped into each other a few days ago, so much so that I could hardly see his face.

Ah Ning's face fell, and she asked, "Father, when is his birthday?"

Daddy?

Zhou Shengze looked surprised, wondering who she was calling, but the next moment, he heard the emperor in front of him speak, announcing the sixth prince's birthday...

Zhou Shengze felt a little dizzy, his gaze shifting back and forth between the Emperor and A Ning, not understanding what he had missed.

Isn't A-Ning the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family? How come she calls the current emperor "father"?

Here, Ah Ning obtained the Sixth Prince's birth date and time, and then stretched out her little hand to start calculating.

After finishing her calculations, her expression became even more serious. With a stern face, she asked the palace servant, "Is there a pair of scissors?"

Having obtained the scissors, A Ning did not hesitate to cut her finger, squeeze out a drop of blood, and press it onto the Sixth Prince's forehead.

Almost simultaneously, a strange red light emanated from between his brows. He abruptly opened his eyes, staring intently at Ah Ning, before uncontrollably fainting again...

Even though she had lost consciousness, her delicate little face contorted into a grimace, as if she were enduring immense pain!

Xie Yunze watched from the side, his heart clenching.

This is his and Yu Yao's child, his most beloved child!

If you've never even met your mother...

Xie Yunze clenched his fists, anxious and worried, but he didn't dare to disturb A Ning. He could only wait by the side, suppressing his worries.

Ah Ning formed a hand seal, recited a short incantation, and then a complex rune appeared in her palm.

Ah Ning extended her palm and slowly placed it on the Sixth Prince's chest, turning it half a circle to the right. Then, she moved her palm down his chest to his navel, turned it half a circle to the left, and then slowly pushed it upwards along his body...

This process seemed very strenuous; despite it being winter, fine beads of sweat appeared on Aning's forehead.

Xiao Aning gritted her teeth and tried her best to push her hand up his body, slowly pushing it to his throat, and then slapped him hard!

With a dry heave, the Sixth Prince suddenly sprang to his feet and vomited a large chunk of black stuff!

The thing was as big as an adult's fist and had dozens of legs. As soon as it landed, it crawled out at top speed!

Ah Ning frowned and shouted:

"Grab it! We can't let it get away!"