"This is the injury I suffered last time in Dongmo Palace. At that time, I was only focused on finding you and didn't pay attention to the cold arrows in the dark. If Leng Su hadn't arrived in time and sucked out the poison for me, I might have been killed by He Lian Heng.

He was poisoned to death... plus you... Wan, let me ask you, if it were you, how would you let go of Helian Hengzhi?"

Mu Qingwan's palm touched the scar and rubbed it gently. The uneven touch made her heart ache. The cruel scene of war appeared in front of her eyes. She choked and spoke:

"Does it hurt?"

Xia Houlie suddenly felt that his throat was blocked by something, and he was choking uncomfortably.

He raised his head and stared at her. His shadow was clearly reflected in her beautiful tear-filled eyes, as soft and clear as water, and she was staring at him so intently.

At this moment, there was no Helian Hengzhi, Helian Moxiao, Zhaohe, or even Beiyan, Xichu, and Dongmo. She only had him in her eyes.

Just being looked at by her so intently gave him the illusion that he owned the whole world.

He felt that something in his heart was shattered by her eyes. He closed his eyes weakly, lowered his head and took a deep breath. When he opened it again, he had returned to his usual calmness and indifference:

"Okay, I promise you, I will hand him over to Helian Moxiao in three days. From now on, as long as he doesn't mess with me, I won't trouble him again."

Seeing that she was about to speak, he covered her lips with his hand, "Don't worry, I can guarantee that if he is handed over to Helian Mo Xiao, his life will not be in danger. In fact, if he hadn't gone too far, Helian Mo

Xiao has always valued and protected his younger brother. Even when Helian Hengzhi ascended the throne, he didn't care. After Helian Hengzhi was captured, he sent me several letters asking me to treat him.

This younger brother shows mercy. Now that Dongmo has changed hands and Helian Moxiao has taken the throne, I must hand him over to Helian Moxiao, whether it is based on the morality of our alliance or the diplomatic etiquette between countries.

This is Dong Mo's private matter, and it is up to him to decide how to deal with it. I believe you understand this."

Mu Qingwan nodded, knowing that this was the biggest concession he had ever made.

The boulder weighing on her heart suddenly disappeared. After her tense nerves relaxed, there was no joy or sadness. She just felt confused. After a while, she realized what she was doing, hugged his neck, buried her head in his neck and whispered softly.

:

"Hey, thank you."

"Next time, if he falls into my hands again, I will not be so merciful."

After he said this, he pushed her away, turned and left the room.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, she ignored the thin clothes she was wearing and ran after him, but she still couldn't make it in time. She only saw his back disappearing into the vast night.

She leaned against the door and just stared blankly.

In the early morning, Luoxia and Luoying got up and were shocked to see her sitting on the steps wearing thin clothes.

"Master, why do you get up so early?"

"Yeah, it's not bright yet, why don't you sleep a little longer..."

She didn't speak. She only felt a dull pain in her heart and her eyes were sore. It was probably the result of not sleeping all night last night.

She let Luo Xia help her to lie down on the bed, and fell asleep. She didn't know how long she slept. When she woke up again, it was already midnight again. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the empty place next to her.

When I touched it with my hand, it was cold.

Subconsciously, she took his pillow over and buried her face in it, smelling the faint scent of ambergris left on her nose.

The suppressed cries still woke up Luoxia and Luoying who were guarding the bed. Seeing that Mu Qingwan woke up, they looked surprised and said, "Master, you finally woke up. You had a fever yesterday and have been unconscious. All the slaves are...

I’m almost dying of anxiety.”

Luoying was a little younger and was delicate and sensitive. She wiped her tears with joy and said, "Yes, yes, it will be fine when the master wakes up, and the slaves can rest assured."

Mu Qingwan smiled reassuringly at them. Although her face was still pale, her energy had recovered a lot.

She tried her best to cheer herself up. She didn't want to look so depressed. She didn't want to make herself rush into the palace to find him impulsively, for fear of causing trouble to him again. She believed that he would always figure it out.

When he came to find her, she didn't believe that the relationship between them could not stand the test.

And all she can do now is wait patiently.

After breakfast the next day, she took Nuannuan and Lalanlan to walk around the street and bought a lot of things. At noon, she and Luoxia Luoying prepared meals in the kitchen as usual, and then ate together.

After chatting with them for a long time, he led them to create a small garden in the yard in the afternoon, planted some herbs and fruits, and set up a grape trellis.

Xia Houlie didn't come over in the evening, and Leng Ji still came to deliver the message, but this time Leng Ji was rare and didn't leave immediately.

"Your Majesty, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."

Mu Qingwan was obviously a little surprised. Leng Ji had always been a man of few words and rarely spoke proactively like this. "It's okay for Leng Guard to just say whatever he wants."

He thought about it for a moment before speaking quietly:

"Your Majesty, in fact, the Emperor really cares about you. Just because the Emperor knows that he has wronged you and hurt you, he is more likely to worry about gains and losses. He is really afraid of losing your Majesty again. Maybe the Emperor doesn't know that after your Majesty left,

During those days, after the emperor finished his official duties every day, he would paint the portrait of the empress. After finishing the painting, he would stare at it blankly for several hours. For how many days the empress had been gone, there were so many portraits hanging in the emperor's palace.

It wasn't until the empress returned to the palace that those portraits were removed. But starting from yesterday, those portraits were hung up again. I don't know what happened between you and the emperor, but I kindly ask you not to give up on the emperor easily.

Give him a chance and treat him as a subordinate begging you, okay? Because only when the empress is here, the subordinates feel that the emperor is alive and alive. Please don't let him change back to the cold-blooded and cold-hearted person he used to be.

How about the Emperor who doesn’t even know how to cry?”

It seemed that this was the first time that Leng Ji said so many words, and he stumbled a bit in the middle. After he finished speaking, his face turned red, but his eyes looked at Mu Qingwan stubbornly, with pleading and sadness in his eyes.

At this moment, Mu Qingwan was speechless. She tried her best to keep her mouth shut to prevent herself from losing control in front of Leng Ji, but her tears had already fallen uncontrollably.

After a while, she managed to stabilize her emotions that were about to collapse, wiped away her tears and said:

"Leng Ji, thank you for telling me this, thank you and Leng Su for your loyalty and love for Lie. Don't worry, since I have decided to return to him, I will not run away again. No matter what the future holds, as long as he does not give up on me

, I will continue to walk with him without hesitation until we grow old and die."

"With your Majesty's words, I feel relieved. I just overstepped my bounds, please forgive me. If I have nothing else to say, I will leave Leng Ji."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Mu Qingwan, "Wait a minute."

Leng Ji turned around and asked, "Is there anything else wrong, Madam?"

"Guard Leng, can you please take me into the palace secretly tomorrow night? Tomorrow is Lie's birthday and I want to give him a surprise."

Speaking of this, Mu Qingwan's face turned a little red and she looked at Leng Ji expectantly.

Leng Ji hesitated for a while, then gave a faint smile:

"Okay, I promise you, even if I am blamed by the emperor, I will be willing to do so."

Mu Qingwan thanked him and gave him the midnight snack she had prepared to take into the palace before sending him off.

Early the next morning, Mu Qingwan spent an early morning and went to the streets of the capital to purchase the necessary items. She decided that she would give Lie a big surprise tonight.

After all, this is the first time she celebrates his birthday.

She remembered how he was jealous of Showa last time and couldn't help but smile sweetly.

After buying a lot of things, she asked Luoxia and Luoying who were following her to send a batch back first, and she continued shopping alone.

I walked into a cloth shop and saw a couple inside picking out fabrics. The wife picked up the pieces of cloth and gestured to her husband from time to time, while the husband looked at her happily.

She looked at them with envy, imagining what Xia Houlie would look like wearing the clothes she had sewn.

In her impression, he always likes to wear black clothes. Although black suits his temperament, it always feels gloomy, and she hopes that he will be more cheerful and sunny, and not always live in gloom and darkness.

Thinking of this, my hand could not help but touch a piece of snow-white silk.

The owner of the cloth shop next to her saw that she was well-dressed and immediately came over to introduce her attentively:

"This girl has really good taste. This is the finest phoenix-weiled cloth, produced in Qizhou, Jiangnan. Only ten pieces of this kind of fabric are produced every three years. It is very precious. Looking at all the cloth shops in the entire capital, only our shop has it.

Well, what do you think?"

"How many feet of cloth does it take to make a dress for someone of such a tall stature?" She touched it, nodded with satisfaction, and compared Xia Houlie's height.

The boss saw her slightly shy look and immediately beamed:

"Girl, you want to make clothes for your sweetheart, right? This kind of fabric is made from the silk spun by snow silkworms. Snow silkworms only spin silk once in their life, so Feng Wei Luo has a layer of meaning that is loyal love. It would be better to make clothes for your sweetheart.

However, you will definitely get along well and grow old together."

Hearing this, Mu Qingwan felt shy and embarrassed, but felt as if she had overturned a honey jar. She squeezed the cloth in her hand and said, "Thank you, please give me a few measurements."

The boss enthusiastically measured the cloth for her, and Mu Qingwan asked for some tips and methods on tailoring, and then she left the cloth shop with satisfaction.

She hugged the cloth tightly in her arms excitedly, imagining Xia Houlie's surprise, and wished she could immediately prepare the clothes and fly into the palace to put them on for him.
Chapter completed!