In a daze, Ling Xiao felt as if he was hugged by someone, his head was resting on that person's broad and strong chest, that person's embrace was very warm, so warm that Ling Xiao inexplicably wanted to cry.
Ling Xiao's hand hurts very much, very painful, with scorching pain, he wished that this hand would be useless.
His throat was also very painful, like being pricked by a fine needle, the pain was numb, and it was so dry that it was difficult to swallow.
But his consciousness is very clear, he clearly knows that he can't pass out, his identity will be exposed at any time if he passes out, and he can't lose his life because of it.
Ling Xiao forced himself to lift his eyelids, a blurry image appeared in front of him, and gradually the blurry shadow became clear.
Sword eyebrows and star eyes, straight nose, lips pursed into a line, handsome features, deep outline.
It was the emperor, Ling Xiao squinted his eyes in surprise, and found himself being held in the arms of the emperor, walking forward.
Ling Xiao was startled, and he struggled weakly to get off the ground, the emperor narrowed his eyes to look at him, frowned and reprimanded: "Don't move."
Ling Xiao didn't dare to move.
The emperor took him into a room and put him on a soft bed.
Ling Xiao stretched his eyelids, the emperor stood in front of him and looked down at him.
Ling Xiao was about to get up, but the emperor stopped him: "You stay at ease, the imperial doctor will be here soon."
"Emperor... Your Majesty..." Ling Xiao forced himself to speak, but the hoarse voice surprised Ling Xiao and made the emperor frown.
"I have something to say when you are well," said the emperor.
Ling Xiao pursed his lips and nodded, saluting in a simplified manner, resting his head on the bed, and slowly closed his eyelids.
After waking up again, there was no shadow of the emperor around, only a few court ladies guarding him, Ling Xiao was startled suddenly.
"Boss, Boss, you're finally awake!" The maid standing beside her saw Ling Xiao sitting up, her tone was full of surprise.
Ling Xiao looked at her, she bowed to Ling Xiao, then slowly backed away and said, "Your Majesty, please go and inform the Emperor."
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, come back first."
After finishing speaking, Ling Xiao coughed, his throat was still very dry and slightly sore, the maid hurriedly fetched water for Ling Xiao to take, and Ling Xiao felt slightly better after pouring down two large bowls.
Putting down the tea bowl, the maid was already waiting in front of Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao regained his composure, and asked her hoarsely, "How long have I been in a coma?"
The maid replied: "Return to the manager, you have been asleep for a day and a night."
"One day and one night?" Ling Xiao frowned, he raised his eyes and looked around, and found that this was actually the emperor's bedroom, his eyes widened in astonishment, and then quickly looked at his clothes.
Fortunately, the dirty and burned clothes were still in a mess, and no one cleaned them up, but his hands were bandaged and covered with bandages.
Ling Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, but he also got off the couch, he couldn't just sleep on the collapsed chair in the emperor's bedroom!
Seeing Ling Xiao get up, the palace maid hurriedly knelt down and saluted to stop her: "Master, the emperor told you to rest well, your body is still not recovering."
Ling Xiao looked back at the couch covered with yellow brocade, shook his head, changed the subject and asked, "Why am I here?"
Seeing that Ling Xiao was standing barefoot on the ground, the maid looked embarrassed, and seeing that Ling Xiao really had no intention of going back to the ground, she knelt down and took one of the shoes for Ling Xiao to put on, saying: "Your residence is burned, Your Majesty Decent people will rebuild it, and the emperor brought you here for your injury and recuperation."
As she said that, the maid intentionally flattered Ling Xiao and said: "Sir, you don't know how nervous the Emperor is about you. You were unconscious but the Emperor personally carried you here and allowed you to sleep on the bed in this palace. Who doesn't know, even the emperor's concubines have never slept on the collapsed chair in the emperor's room."
Ling Xiao rolled his eyes, those concubines naturally never slept on this collapsed chair, if they wanted to sleep they would sleep on the big dragon bed over there.
Ling Xiao didn't bother arguing with this little maid, and, why would he compare him with those concubines, it's really... nonsensical.
Ling Xiao shook his head, and interrupted her impatiently: "Okay."
The court lady cleverly did not continue, but seeing Ling Xiao was looking at the clothes on her body, she took the initiative to say: "Master, why don't the servants go and get you some hot water first, and help you take a bath? When you are unconscious, the servants are not allowed The servants touched your clothes, even the emperor can't do anything, so you haven't bathed until now, but the servants and servants cleaned your face."
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, raised his good hand, and touched his face, it was indeed very clean, but his body was still dirty, with tattered clothes hanging on his body.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao nodded his head and said: "After you fetch the water, go and report to the Emperor that I'm fine."
The maid saluted and said, "Yes."
After taking a shower as quickly as possible, and washing off the dirt on his body, Ling Xiao discovered a problem.
The court lady didn't bring him the eunuch's uniform. What was hung on the screen was a satin and brocade dress, made of white cloth.
In this palace, except for the emperor and concubines, no one dares to dress casually.
Ling Xiao was in trouble staring at the clothes, but the sound of "The emperor is coming" sounded at the door, Ling Xiao was startled, he had no choice but to hastily put the clothes on.
Step out of the screen to greet the emperor.
The little eunuch in front of him was covered in white clothes, and his figure became more slender and slender. His hair was slightly messy, half wet and half dry, and his cheeks were slightly reddish from the mist, giving him a different style.
The emperor couldn't help but move slightly, and the five words in the iron gate appeared in his mind again.
Ling Xiao knelt down to salute, and complained about the matter of clothing, but he didn't see the emperor's response for a long time.
Ling Xiao was puzzled, the emperor opened his mouth, but he didn't speak to him, but dismissed the palace maids and eunuchs.
In an instant, only the emperor and Ling Xiao were left in this space.
Ling Xiao became inexplicably nervous.
The emperor passed him to the table and sat down, "Ling Xiao, come here."
Ling Xiao stood up, bowed his back and came in front of the emperor.
The emperor suddenly pinched Ling Xiao's chin, Ling Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and quickly closed his eyes.
"Look at me." The emperor ordered.
Ling Xiao raised his eyes, and the emperor suddenly moved closer to him, breathing on his cheeks, he looked directly into the emperor's pupils, his heart beating like thunder.
"What do you really think about me?" the emperor asked him.
Ling Xiao was taken aback for a moment, a little puzzled, what did the emperor ask? Even though he thought so, Ling Xiao dared not answer, expressing his loyalty: "The slave is the emperor's slave, and the emperor is the slave's master."
"That's all?" The emperor looked directly at him.
What does emperor mean? Ling Xiao swallowed his saliva, and said hoarsely: "The loyalty of a servant can be learned from heaven and earth."
The emperor closed his eyes, let go of him, took out a piece of paper from his bosom, and threw it in front of Ling Xiao.
"I found this from your iron gate, you read it to me."
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, picked up the paper and opened it, his eyes widened in astonishment, there were only five words inside, which were his handwriting.
I like the emperor...