The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 476 - 475: Ningxiao Extra (10)

Chapter 476: Chapter 475: Ningxiao Extra (10)
The uneven scars, under the effects of time, had indeed faded considerably, and the formerly bumpy feel was completely gone.
They certainly had gotten better.
"Is it okay?" Qi Xiao asked meaningfully.
Jun Ning smiled without speaking.
Qi Xiao whispered in Jun Ning’s ear, "... If it doesn’t work again, Ah Ning, I’m going to suspect you’re abusing your loving husband, with ill intentions!"
There was a special emphasis and subtlety in the four words "ill intentions" that Qi Xiao uttered.
"So what should be done?" Jun Ning smiled, "Will you continue to endure, or not?"
"What do you think?" Qi Xiao tilted Jun Ning’s chin.
"I say..."
Jun Ning spoke two words and then stopped, deliberately withholding the rest. After a moment, she tiptoed and softly kissed Qi Xiao’s lips like a dragonfly touching the water.
Qi Xiao had grown significantly in the past two years. Even though Jun Ning was already considered tall among women, she only reached Qi Xiao’s chin.
This kiss on tiptoe took quite an effort.
"Hahaha...," Qi Xiao laughed satisfyingly, his laughter clear and resonant, echoing through the silent valley, so much that even the sound of rushing water couldn’t cover it up.
It was evident how happy he was.
"Ah Ning, I am fond of you."
With that, Qi Xiao embraced Jun Ning by the waist and deepened the kiss.
Jun Ning responded passionately.
With the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed, the couple wove together in an embrace, words unsaid transformed into an unending kiss, as love from the depths of their hearts reached its peak time and again.
Not far away, the constant sound of flowing water continued.
Two oriole birds on the branch stretched their necks, joining the fun.
The mandarin ducks, entwined at their necks, remained oblivious.
Time flew by, with the sun overhead slowly shifting west.
Ultimately, in the woman’s soft sobbing, the man conceded.
Yet, the man seemed a bit unsatisfied, tirelessly kissing the woman’s cheeks, her red lips...
...
When Jun Ning woke up, it was already the next morning.
She found herself in an inn, not in that tranquil valley. Her clothes had been changed, and she had been cleaned. However, her body was covered in bruises, resembling someone who had been beaten, with hardly a good spot left.
Feeling a bit of discomfort in her body, she checked herself, but after a quick glance, she hurriedly averted her eyes and got dressed.
The reckless extravagance of yesterday was unbearable to look at.
Jun Ning patted her forehead, thinking that she shouldn’t let this happen again in the future.
"Grrr..."
Her stomach began to protest.
She hadn’t eaten since last night, and now she was feeling hungry.
Jun Ning was a bit hungry.
She lifted the blanket off her legs, intending to get out of bed and find something to eat.
"Creak..." The door opened, and Qi Xiao came in with something in his hand.
Jun Ning looked at Qi Xiao.
The man was tall and well-built, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, teeth like shelled pearls, and lips painted with cinnabar. His healthy wheat-colored skin flaunted his strength everywhere.
"Ah Ning, if your body isn’t feeling well, don’t get out of bed and move around," Qi Xiao said seriously, bringing what he held to Jun Ning. "You rest well; I’ll bring you the meal to eat."
Looking at the neatly dressed and proper Qi Xiao talking to her, Jun Ning thought of how fierce he appeared yesterday, like a wolf that could swallow someone whole.
Today, he seemed quite decent.
But was it just an act? Or was it genuine?
Jun Ning, propping her chin with her hand, asked Qi Xiao, "What’s in your hand that smells so fragrant?"
"Old hen soup..." Qi Xiao said. "To nourish your body. You’re weak, and you’ll need better nutrition in the future."
"...Weak???" Jun Ning was sure she hadn’t heard wrong.
Her physique was unusually good among women, and despite some congenital deficiencies, was carefully nurtured back to strength in later years. As for the external and internal injuries sustained due to Lan Xihe in the past, they had also healed over the years!
How could Qi Xiao say her body was weak?
Why say such a thing?
Does one have to battle three hundred rounds to be considered strong?
Sigh, Jun Ning shook her head.
Sure enough, she had thought too much; all that seriousness was an act.
Qi Xiao scooped a bowl of soup and presented it to Jun Ning, feeding her mouthful by mouthful.
The chicken soup was thick and flavorful, likely not just boiled for a short time, probably simmered all night.
Did Qi Xiao have it simmering as soon as they returned yesterday?
This kid.
"Ah Ning, why are you looking at me like that? Have some chicken bones too. Just drinking the soup isn’t filling," Qi Xiao offered a chicken drumstick to Jun Ning.
Jun Ning waved her hand, "I’m already full from the soup, don’t want anything greasy."
"Alright." Qi Xiao didn’t force it, offering some non-greasy snacks for her to eat instead; Jun Ning had two pieces and was completely full.
"Are you sure you’re full?" Qi Xiao asked.
Jun Ning nodded, "Mhm."
"But I’m still hungry, what do you say we do, Ah Ning?" Qi Xiao pinched Jun Ning’s chin.
Before Jun Ning could reply, Qi Xiao pulled her into his embrace, holding and kissing her for a while.
He was overly assertive, making Jun Ning’s eyes turn red.
But thankfully, he had a sense of proportion, knowing Jun Ning’s body wasn’t fully comfortable, so he just kissed her a bit without doing much more.
...
Two years later, Jun Ning gave birth to a son.
Qi Xiao finally rid himself of his impotence reputation and could visit old acquaintances now.
Reasonably, Qi Xiao should have been happy, but he wasn’t.
At this moment, he sat at Jun Ning’s bedside, conversing with her, soothing her slightly low spirits after childbirth. However, his face was dark, seemingly due to the newborn son.
He hadn’t even glanced at the son, who’d been born more than half a day ago.
Jun Ning sighed, "Xiao Er, go see our son?"
"What’s good about it, not looking..."
Jun Ning said, "Xiao Er..."
"...Okay, okay, I’ll go look. Ah Ning, you just gave birth; you mustn’t get upset or let things weigh on your mind."
Qi Xiao went to see his son, though it seemed more procedural, offering only a brief glance before returning to Jun Ning’s side.
He still wore a sullen face, seemingly upset about something in his heart.
Jun Ning tried consoling him, but he seemed unreceptive to her words.
Jun Ning stopped trying; he then complained pitifully, "Ah Ning, why isn’t it a daughter who looks like you? Our first child, I wanted a daughter like you."
This was why Qi Xiao was sulking.
Jun Ning’s firstborn wasn’t a daughter.
Ever since Jun Ning was pregnant, Qi Xiao had been muttering every day, saying he wanted a daughter like Jun Ning, so he could watch a mini version of Jun Ning grow up. It would also fulfill his regret of not seeing little Jun Ning when he was young.
But things didn’t go as planned!
It turned out to be a son.
Jun Ning thought more openly about it; having a son or a daughter is a supreme gift of life, and she loved both. Yet to comfort Qi Xiao, she said, "We’ll have a daughter in the future, we have a long journey ahead of us."
However, later Jun Ning gave birth to two more, both sons.
Qi Xiao was filled with hope each time, only to be disappointed again and again.
Jun Ning couldn’t bear to see his disappointment and wanted to try for another, but Qi Xiao didn’t want Jun Ning to endure the hardships of childbirth any longer. Sons are sons; he no longer sought a daughter.
He accepted it; he might be destined not to have a daughter.
Some things cannot be forced.
Forget it!
Qi Xiao hugged Jun Ning from behind, resting his head on her shoulder, speaking in a low voice, "Ah Ning, I only need to love you, my one and only girl."