That Imperial Concubine is both wicked and cunning! Your Majesty, wake up!

Before Song Shuangning even opened her eyes, she felt weak all over.

But Xiao Yan had already applied medicine to her.

I wouldn't say I'm feeling unwell, but I am tired.

Last night, Xiao Yan gave her a good beating.

Showing no mercy or tenderness towards women.

They showed no remorse whatsoever.

He was still saying harsh words, saying that if she dared to have such thoughts again, he would definitely teach her a lesson.

Song Shuangning lifted the orchid-patterned brocade curtain, and the bright sunlight rushed into her eyes, startling her so much that she turned her head and squinted.

It's already noon.

The curtain was made of three layers of thick brocade, so dense that not a single ray of light could get in.

Xiao Yan approached quietly and saw the person on the bed open their eyes with fluttering eyelashes. He said softly, "Awake?"

Song Shuangning looked at him and nodded slightly.

He sat down beside the couch, his fingertips brushing against the stray hairs at her temples, a faint smile on his face: "Now, do you still doubt me?"

Upon hearing this, she shook her head hastily.

Xiao Yan chuckled and flicked her forehead with his finger: "Get up and have lunch when you're awake."

Shortly after lunch.

A soft, intermittent cry drifted in.

She quickly called for the wet nurse to bring the child over.

Yu Tuotuo saw that she had stopped crying.

When Song Shuangning looked at him, she realized that this ugly, fat boy was all talk and no action; he couldn't even shed a single tear.

The wet nurse smiled and said, "The young prince missed His Highness. He has long remembered His Highness, and he didn't see you all morning, so of course he started making a fuss."

Song Shuangning pinched Yu Tuotuo's little feet, which were blowing bubbles and kicking wildly.

Song Shuangning was holding Yu Tuotuo on the soft couch, teasing her. Xue Tuan had somehow run to her side and gently tugged at her arm with her little paws, looking at her with her big, dark eyes.

Song Shuangning then placed the jade ball into Xiao Yan's arms.

Xiao Yan took it, his movements still stiff and awkward.

Song Shuangning picked up Xuetuan, held it close to her chest, and gently stroked its fur.

The snowball curled up comfortably, making a contented purring sound.

Before long, Xiao Yan's expression changed slightly.

"Take the little prince away."

Song Shuangning looked up at the sound, somewhat displeased: "Yu Tuotuo is also the Emperor's son, how come you're already complaining about him after only holding him for a short while?"

She was still worried that Xiao Yan might be dissatisfied with Yu Tuotuo because of what happened during childbirth.

Therefore, if it's possible for the Emperor to hold Yu Tuotuo more often, then let the Emperor hold him more often.

The wet nurse exclaimed, "Oh dear, Your Highness has wet the bed!"

Song Shuangning laughed when she saw the water stains spreading on Xiao Yan's face.

Xiao Yan gently patted Yu Tuotuo's bottom, "This brat, he only dares to bully his father."

The wet nurse quickly took Yu Tuotuo away.

Xiao Yan also changed into a sky-blue casual outfit.

Song Shuangning took his sleeve, handed him the brocade box, and said with a smile, "When A-Yan goes to court or holds meetings, he sits for most of the day. I specially asked Banxia to find some gentle herbs to fill in his knee pads. Wearing them often can also relieve the discomfort in his knees."

Xiao Yan stroked the soft down on the inside of the knee pad, his gaze falling on the crooked yet meticulously stitched lines.

This was clearly made by her own hands.

"Ningning put in a lot of effort, I really like it."

Xiao Yan placed the knee pads beside the couch, reached out and picked up Song Shuangning, holding her steadily in his arms. He nuzzled her ear with his nose and said, "Ningning is so thoughtful, I naturally have to give you some reward."

Song Shuangning casually put her arm around his neck.

"The emperor is just a hypocrite."

As the two were being intimate, they heard Yu Tuotuo's loud, heart-wrenching cries coming from outside the hall, instantly shattering the tender atmosphere inside.

Song Shuangning jumped off him.

It's obvious they're not going to continue.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, "That brat."