Chapter 90: Chapter 90

She shouted to let her go, feeling a bit unwell, but the Palace Attendants ignored her, all watching her with schadenfreude.

Dizzily, she looked at the people in front of her, her vision slowly becoming blurred, blurred, then more blurred...

"Do you think you’re the only one who can hold a knife to someone’s neck?" Consort Zhao picked up the vegetable knife she had just thrown away and placed it against Jun Ning’s neck defiantly, "I can do it too."

"Not only can I do it, but I can do it even better than you."

Here, "better" from Consort Zhao was not a compliment, but a veiled insult, implying she could be more excessive than Jun Ning.

But now Jun Ning could barely see Consort Zhao’s face clearly, how could she have the energy to argue back?

Jun Ning rubbed her increasingly blurry eyes somewhat awkwardly, lacking any of the vitality a child her age should have.

Consort Zhao thought Jun Ning was scared by her attitude and smiled contentedly, then moved the knife even closer to Jun Ning’s neck.

The blade of the vegetable knife was very sharp. As it barely touched Jun Ning’s neck, her tender child skin was immediately cut.

A bloodstain appeared on her neck.

"What are you doing?"

Before Consort Zhao could ponder the bloodstain, Emperor Yongning’s voice suddenly sounded right beside her ear.

In the next moment, Consort Zhao saw Emperor Yongning disregard his imperial authority and actually run over to Jun Ning, hurriedly taking her from the hands of the Palace Attendant holding her.

Consort Zhao had never seen such an expression on Emperor Yongning’s face: nervousness, unease, fear, panic...a mix of complicated emotions...

She found it difficult to describe her inner shock at that moment.

Because in her eyes, Emperor Yongning always kept his emotions hidden, even when she was being favored, she had never seen any emotion on his face.

But today, she saw it. Because of Jun Ning. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵

"Darling, what’s wrong? Wake up?"

Emperor Yongning gently patted Jun Ning’s face in his arms, but Jun Ning didn’t respond. Eagerly, he continued to pat her face, then accidentally noticed the bloodstain on Jun Ning’s neck.

"What happened here?" Emperor Yongning erupted in anger.

"Who did this?" he demanded.

Consort Zhao was so frightened by the demand that she couldn’t hold the knife steadily, and with a clatter, it fell to the ground, almost cutting her foot.

At regular times, if Emperor Yongning was right in front of her, wouldn’t she exaggerate a little?

But now was clearly not the time for pretense!

Emperor Yongning was in a rage.

Consort Zhao took a deep breath, timidly looking up at Emperor Yongning, only to meet his fierce gaze.

Boundless fear spread to her heart, and with a thud, Consort Zhao knelt before Emperor Yongning.

At this moment, she finally realized what a foolish thing she had just done in front of Emperor Yongning.

That little brat could have killed her.

"Your Majesty, please let me explain, I didn’t mean to treat the Princess like that, and the knife isn’t mine."

"It was the Princess, the Princess who came into my Furong Residence holding this knife, and without a word, chased me around trying to cut me. Not only that, she even held the knife to my neck, threatening to slit it."

"I only acted like that toward the Princess out of self-defense."