Xiao Jinxing didn't expect that when he arrived at Xiaoxiang Palace, An Ning was bathing.
When he entered, he saw her lying by the edge of the bath, her fair body captivating his attention.
He dismissed the palace maid and approached her side.
She seemed deep in thought and hadn't noticed anything unusual.
Several times he wanted to approach her back and help her wash, but each time he put down his arms.
He was afraid.
Afraid of losing control.
He didn't dare to move a muscle.
Even if his breathing became slightly hurried, he feared it would trigger his nerves, leading him to act impulsively.
But he understood clearly.
If he acted while she was angry.
She would hate him to death.
So he waited quietly, hoping for her to notice him on her own.
The moment she truly noticed him.
He clearly saw a trace of panic in her eyes, though she tried to maintain composure.
She was even suppressing anger.
Every expression.
Was just like Ye Qichi in the past.
