"I'll wait for that day!" Leng Qisu snorted coldly, flicked the corner of his robe, and strode out.
With a "clang", his back was completely blocked out by the door, and darkness and silence returned to the room.
There was still a strong smell of medicine and a touch of ambergris lingering in the air. Mo Shuang huddled on the haystack, curling up tighter and tighter.
It was a hot day in the dog days of summer, and there was no wind in the dark room. Why did she feel so cold, as if it was freezing cold
In this time and space, she had nothing left, and her only sustenance was the child in her belly.
She must make sure he is fine!
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Qingxia Palace
Linglong sat in front of the bronze mirror, her beautiful eyes were ethereal and her thoughts were distant, and the corners of her lips were raised slightly, not knowing what she was thinking of.
Two maids in palace clothes, one on the left and one on the right, carefully and delicately combed the bun on her head.
"Girl, which hairpin should I wear today?" the maid asked softly, standing in front of her holding a tray with a dazzling array of jewelry.
Linglong was startled, then came to her senses, looked at the tray, pointed at a magnolia-shaped white hosta, and said with a smile, "Just this one!"
Today, that man will come to see her, and he will be happy if she wears this.
In the past few days, he had just ascended the throne and was busy with many things both internally and externally. It was rare that he had some free time today, and he had already sent someone to inform him.
So many things have happened these days, each one is like a dream and unreal.
She suddenly changed from Linglong to Feng Qingying, from a maid serving others to a master being served by a maid.
She had been waiting for this day for too long, but it finally came, but she was a little at a loss.
She was used to staying by that man's side, used to taking care of his daily life, and now she was suddenly left alone in such a huge palace. Although it was luxurious and well-dressed, she always felt empty in her heart.
However, she is the emperor now and has many things to be busy with. She has a dedicated maid to serve her, so she cannot do anything out of line.
Fortunately, his heart was always with her, and she understood.
She would never forget that day when she fell off the cliff and looked at him above, stretching out his hands on the edge of the cliff, looking terrified and desperate. It was a look he had never seen before.
At that moment, she thought that to be loved by such a beautiful man, even if she died, even if her body was broken into pieces, she was still worthy and happy.
Fortunately, God showed mercy. At the foot of the cliff were reeds that were several people tall. They were as thick and soft as wadding. She fell down and suffered only some injuries to her muscles and bones, but nothing serious.
I still remember how happy and excited he was when he saw that she was fine. He didn't look like the calm and reserved prince he usually was, but he looked like a big boy.
"Pfft" thinking of this, she couldn't help but curl her lips and make a sound of joy. She raised her eyes and suddenly discovered that there was a handsome face of a man in the bronze mirror.
ah! She was surprised at first, and then overjoyed. She quickly stood up and saluted, "Your Majesty!"
"Linglong, there's no need to be polite!" Leng Qisu stretched out his hand to help her up, curled his lips, and his eyes looked a little tired.
"When did the emperor come?" Linglong looked around and found that the two maids who were dressing her had withdrawn at some point. There were only two people left in the huge inner hall, and she immediately blushed.
In fact, in the past, in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, the two of them were often alone together, but for some reason, she felt that the feeling in her heart was completely different now, with a lot more sweetness and expectations. What she was looking forward to, she didn't know.
"Just here!" Leng Qisu said as he walked to a desk and sat down.
"Linglong is so damned, I didn't notice it." She smiled, lifted the porcelain pot on the desk with her delicate hand, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Leng Qisu.
"You, you are so obsessed with thinking about things!" Leng Qisu took it in his hand with a smile, opened the lid of the tea cup, shook his head and blew on the tea noodles, took a sip, and looked up again. She said, "Tell me, what are you thinking about?"
Linglong blushed, pursed her lips, and said angrily, "I didn't think about anything, it's just my daughter's family's concerns."
"What's on your daughter's family's mind?" Leng Qisu raised his eyebrows and looked at her face with interest, but smiled and said nothing.
When he looked at her like this, Linglong's face turned even redder. She simply stamped her foot and turned around, "Oh, why is the emperor staring at people like this?"
"Hahaha" Seeing her look, Leng Qisu smiled happily, stood up, walked to her side, reached out and hugged her gently from behind.
Linglong's body stiffened suddenly. Although the two of them had gotten along day and night before, he had hugged her only a handful of times. This was the first time that he had hugged her so actively.
My heart was beating so hard that it seemed to hit my ears every time.
She called softly, "Your Majesty," and found that her voice could not help but tremble.
There was a very strange emotion flowing in the air, and she seemed to be looking forward to what would happen next.
Leng Qisu didn't say anything, so he hugged her, rested his chin on her shoulder, closed his eyes slightly, and sniffed the faint fragrance around her pink neck. For some reason, the memory of that day appeared in his mind. A scene in a small town kitchen.
He also hugged a woman like this. The woman was washing vegetables, and he said stop washing. She asked what to eat for lunch if she didn't wash vegetables, and he said to eat her.
The memory is as clear as if it happened yesterday.
Seeing that the man behind her didn't move for a while, Linglong was slightly startled and called out softly, "Your Majesty."
"Yeah" Leng Qisu responded vaguely without opening his eyes.
"What are you thinking about?" With her back to him and unable to see his expression, Linglong tilted her head back slightly and rubbed his face softly, raising the corners of her lips.
(End of chapter)