Inside the camp.
An Ning's smile was stiff, and her steps were awkward.
She just didn't understand.
Every time she came to see Xiao Jinxing, full of enthusiasm, she would run into Feng Xiyun.
Feng Xiyun had been bedridden, yet only seven days had passed, and she was already up and about.
With Feng Xiyun's health, she should have been lying down for ten days or half a month!
Feng Xiyun's smiling face turned pale and frightened the moment she saw An Ning.
An Ning frowned.
Was she a beast?!
Feng Xiyun was really putting on a show.
At that moment she heard a "thud."
Feng Xiyun knelt directly in front of An Ning, "Your humble servant pays respects to the Empress."
"..." An Ning looked at Feng Xiyun's trembling appearance.
She glanced at Xiao Jinxing, who was standing at the military sand table, studying military strategy.
Upon seeing An Ning arrive, his eyes momentarily paused, and then they revealed a smile.
