Chapter 61 Chapter 61 [VIP]

It was dark outside, and the lights in the inner room were not on.

What illuminates this darkness is the light flowing in from outside.

Yuan Mu was used to staying in Ziwei Palace and Qingning Palace.

The emperor liked quietness, so both his own palace and the residence chosen for her were very quiet places.

She had lived in the village for many years and had never been so particular about it.

But when choosing a place to live, Yuan Mu subconsciously chose this one.

It was already very quiet outside, not to mention the inner room.

It rained not long ago, and fine and dense raindrops fell on the branches. Now the rain has stopped, but the wind still makes the rustling sound of leaves.

Such subtle sound of leaves, without any noise, makes the inner room seem even quieter.

When the silence reaches this level, it is almost deadly lonely.

Especially after the emperor finished speaking.

His affairs have always been busy, unlike Yuan Mu, who would always have someone to take over if he was delayed occasionally.

As soon as Yuan Mu saw the emperor's coat, he could tell that he had just returned from outside.

His voice was soft, but every word fell on her heart like the beating of a drum.

Yuan Mu had used up all his life's self-control to avoid saying anything extreme.

She suppressed her emotions: "What are you talking about?"

The emperor hugged Yuan Mu tightly.

He didn't know how long he had been outside. He was covered in frost and his chin rested against the side of her neck, making her want to shiver.

The emperor seemed to have tried every possible way, and finally determined that except for complete compromise, he had no other way to win Yuan Mu back.

He lowered his tall body and hugged her in an almost weird way.

The emperor's voice was hoarse: "As long as you don't leave me, anything is fine, A'Luo."

When he raised his eyes to look at her, his almond-shaped eyes were full of bloodshot, so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood, which made people feel inexplicably scared.

Yuan Mu stared at the emperor, and after looking at him for a moment, he realized that he was serious.

He wanted to win her back by pushing her to someone else.

The emperor dislikes Yuan Ying in many ways and always thinks she is stupid and overdoing things, but what is the difference between what he is doing now and what Yuan Ying is doing?

Yuan Mu's emotions had never fluctuated so strongly before.

The joy of learning that the King of Chu was still alive was overshadowed by the anger.

Yuan Mu pushed the emperor away.

She stood up and said sternly, "Are you a lunatic?"

Yuan Mu's chest heaved, and she looked up at the emperor, her eyes filled with anger.

The emperor was stunned, his lips tightly pursed, as if he had done something wrong, and his eyes and brows revealed a hint of helplessness.

"Do you understand the crux of the matter?" Yuan Mu said angrily, "Why should we rely on others to solve the problem we are facing?"

She asked irrationally, "If I don't like them, will you choose someone else?"

The emperor lowered his head and let Yuan Mu scold him.

"That's not what I meant, Luo," he explained palely, "I just hope you can be happier and be with the person you love."

Both Yuan Mu and the emperor are not very good at love.

She was attracted by Helan Zhen when she was young and ignorant.

The emperor was completely absorbed in the struggle for power. If he had not met her, he might never have experienced love in his life.

But Yuan Mu felt at this moment that she was still much more understanding and loving than the emperor.

Hearing his words, she was almost about to explode with anger.

Yuan Mu's eyes were red, and she said angrily: "But I only like you, I only want you!"

During the two years she was with the King of Chu, she and the King of Chu had countless opportunities to break through the last layer of window paper.

But Yuan Mu couldn't get to that point with him.

She had feelings for the King of Chu, and she would never forget his kindness in saving her from despair.

But Yuan Mu couldn't drag the King of Chu into the quagmire for her own selfish desires, and she couldn't bear to let the King of Chu become the emperor's shadow.

It is a very despicable act to look at another person through the eyes of another person.

During the two years when Yuan Muchu first entered the palace, Yuan Ying was in great favor.

At the beginning, even the servants in the palace thought that Yuan Mu was just a substitute for Yuan Ying, and she herself thought so too.

Because Yuan Ying was unable to get pregnant, Yuan Mu was summoned into the palace and was favored by her every night.

Everything she had was only because of her identity as the Queen's sister, and only because of her face that resembled Yuan Ying.

Yuan Mu knew how difficult and painful this was.

She couldn't forget the old ones, so she didn't dare to face the new ones.

Until he met Yuan Zhen, he had a strange attraction that made Yuan Mu completely irresistible.

But she didn't expect that this was just the same long stream she stepped into again after getting lost.

Just like the emperor fell in love with her again at first sight after losing his memory, she fell into love with him again after meeting a complete stranger.

After Yuan Mu finished speaking, the emperor's expression was blank.

He looked at her in a daze. The usually calm and indifferent man asked at that moment.

"I don't want anyone else," Yuan Mu's eyes were moist.

Her cold face seemed to be sculpted from frost and snow, revealing a fragile beauty.

After just a few simple conversations, she felt a little overwhelmed.

The emperor picked her up and leaned over her, saying in an almost pious and humble manner, "Then I will be your male concubine, A'luo."

His voice was very soft: "Don't dislike me, okay?"

As he said this, the emperor's long eyelashes kept trembling, and his always cold eyes were filled with uncontrollable emotions.

He kissed Yuan Mu's forehead and said in a hoarse voice: "Let's try again, okay?"

Yuan Mu covered her eyes with the back of her hand. Her lips were bitten by her teeth, and only a faint breath came out.

With a suppressed crying voice, it was extremely weak.

The emperor didn't know whether Yuan Mu agreed or not, but seeing her pale face, he didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly asked the imperial physician and the palace physician to come in.

Her health was already so poor that she could not bear any more setbacks.

The emperor wanted to stay with Yuan Mu, but she opened his hand and said in a hoarse voice: "You go out..."

She covered her eyes with the back of her hand, as if she didn't want him to see her tears.

The emperor held Yuan Mu's hand, touched her forehead lightly, and whispered, "Okay, I'll go out."

He half-knelt on the ground, holding her slender wrist like a knight.

Perhaps no one in this world could have imagined that the emperor, who has always been high and mighty, would be so cautious in front of his beloved.

Yuan Wei had been waiting outside to ask, he raised his hand to cover half of his face.

I really didn't dare to look at it any more.

Yuan Wei did not let go of his hand until the emperor came out of the inner room.

The emperor closed the door and walked out slowly. His expression was calm, but his eyes were extremely complicated.

When the emperor sent Yuan Wei as an envoy to the Rouran to comfort the rebellious ministers, he did have the intention of letting him die.

Unexpectedly, we encountered pirates on the way. Fortunately, the place where the incident happened was very close to the border and could be easily pushed over.

Yuan Wei's death was not in vain.

After a simple funeral ceremony, this burden was finally resolved successfully.

The emperor could not tolerate him affecting Yuan Mu's reputation.

But what he didn't expect was.

The bodies were collected and sent back to the capital, and the people became heroes who died heroically, but Yuan Wei was still alive.

The emperor hated Yuan Wei deeply, but this time it was he who saved Yuan Mu and gave her new hope in life.

Although she was busy during these days, every time I saw her, her clear blue eyes were sparkling, as if stars were twinkling in them.

The emperor knew about Yuan Wei's existence and also knew that there was something unusual about Yuan Ji's death.

Yuan Wei is an old and cunning man who has three burrows.

When the Jingzhao Rebellion broke out, many princes' party members who came from powerful and wealthy families died.

He was driven out of Jingzhao, but he was able to fight his way back successfully.

The emperor now looked at Yuan Wei with a mixture of annoyance and relief.

Although he had done many evil things, this time he did what he should have done.

The emperor had a strong desire for possessiveness and control.

This time he had been forcing himself to restrain himself and had hardly even come to Yuan Mu's residence.

It was only in the past two days that he began to investigate this matter in detail.

When the emperor accidentally found out about the male favorites Yuan Wei had prepared for Yuan Mu, he felt an extremely strange emotion in his heart.

He should be angry.

But at that time the emperor thought again that if this could make Yuan Mu happy, it didn't matter.

Yuan Mu’s wish has always been to be with someone for the rest of his life.

He forced her into the palace and made her a concubine. Although he was her exclusive favorite for many years, he still made her suffer countless grievances.

Although this was a twist of fate, the emperor was always very apologetic.

The idea of ​​finding a male companion for Yuan Mu was not a sudden thought that came to his mind overnight, but an idea that had been lurking in his mind for some time.

But today it suddenly became extremely clear.

Yuan Wei saluted the emperor and then dared not say anything more.

The emperor was in no mood to say anything to him at this time.

The two of them stood in front of the porch and looked at the night view for a long time.

Only when the clepsydra bell struck did the emperor whisper, "Did you celebrate her birthday properly this year?"

The tone he used when he said this was very strange, as if he was Yuan Mu's father and Yuan Wei was just an insignificant person.

Yuan Wei bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Of course, Your Majesty."

He briefly recounted what had happened at the time, and the emperor listened silently for a long time without saying a word.

"Her fate isn't very good," Yuan Wei said slowly. "She was born on an unlucky day and month. Her life is destined to be full of ups and downs."

He whispered, "You don't have to worry too much..."

Although he said this, Yuan Wei's eyes revealed a sober and tentative look.

The emperor stared into the darkness outside and whispered, "But isn't her greatest misfortune meeting you and me?"

"If we had died earlier," he lowered his eyes, "she might have been better off."

The emperor was a man used to being strong and arbitrary, but at this moment, his brows were lowered, and he looked like a repentant believer.

Yuan Wei was stunned for a moment, and he whispered, "You're right."

If it weren't for them, Yuan Mu's life wouldn't have had so many ups and downs, and the pain of the past wouldn't have been eliminated by redemption.

Even if they sacrificed their lives, it would not change the pain she once suffered.

But the emperor wanted to try again.

Even Yuan Wei could let Yuan Mu live again, so why couldn't he?

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Not long after Yuan Mu drank the medicine, he fell asleep again.

She slept for a long time, but her body was too tired and she soon fell into a deep sleep.

The emperor stayed by Yuan Mu's bed. He was afraid that she would have a nightmare, so he slept beside her with his clothes on.

She still felt uncomfortable and unconsciously snuggled into his arms.

The emperor stroked Yuan Mu's back, held her in his arms, and coaxed her softly. After a while, she fell asleep again.

She used to be like this too. She would become very sleepy when she felt uncomfortable. In the few days before and after the fever, she could sleep for seven or eight hours a day.

Except for meal times, I have never been awake.

It was not until the next afternoon that Yuan Mu finally fell asleep.

The emperor had left for something and the mansion was quiet. When she opened her eyes, she felt as if she was in another world.

My body feels much looser and my limbs are no longer heavy.

The sky outside cleared up, Yuan Mu put on his outer robe and walked towards the front yard.

She hadn't appeared for several days, and the staff in the mansion vaguely knew what had happened. When they saw her appear, they immediately surrounded her as if they were seeing her for the first time.

The aide who was good at fortune-telling said in a trembling voice, "Miss, let me tell you a fortune!"

He didn't want to tell her fortune at all; he simply wanted to get rid of her bad luck.

Yuan Mu's eyes curved, and he smiled and said, "Is it necessary?"

She flipped through the documents, listened to what they had said over the past few days, and then looked at the itinerary.

Now that the border has been stabilized and the war in Beiting has long ceased, all that remains are the aftermath matters.

Yuan Mu went to the government office and met the generals and the newly surrendered people.

She still had a sick look on her face, but her eyes were still fierce. When she rode her horse down the long street, there were countless people gathered in the teahouse to watch her.

Yuan Mu didn't return to the mansion until late at night. This was an unfamiliar city that she had only seen a few times on the map.

But this is the first place she can call home.

Every blade of grass and every tree here has a close relationship with Yuan Mu.

The embankments by the water were built under her supervision not long ago.

When she returned to the palace in the moonlight, the emperor was waiting for her at the screen wall.

After Yuan Mu dismounted, he raised his hand and embraced her.

In the past, when she was sick, he would insist on telling her what she wanted to do, and he would often even punish her.

But at this moment, the emperor simply asked slowly, "Have you had dinner? Are you hungry?"

His tone was gentle, still like Yuanzhen's.

If the emperor wore a mask and made his voice a little hoarse, Yuan Mu would not be able to tell whether he was Yuan Zhen or Li Conglu.

"No use," she shook her head, "I'm not too hungry."

The two have been entangled for too many years. Even if the emperor does not understand love, he knows what kind of tone Yuan Mu likes.

He said in a gentle voice, "I've had dinner prepared. It's all your favorites. Please use a little."

When saying this, the emperor seemed like Yuan Mu's prince, virtuous, gentle, kind and dignified.

But his next question was: "By the way, is there any vacant accommodation in the mansion?"

"You haven't fully recovered yet," the emperor said hesitantly, "Can I ask the imperial physician to stay for two more days?"

How on earth could he enter someone else's house so openly?

Now we have to bring people in as well.

Yuan Mu felt a sudden pain in the acupoint on his forehead.

She simply wanted to kick the emperor out right now and leave him homeless on the streets with nowhere to go because of the curfew.

But when she looked at the two frightened imperial doctors behind him, she finally relaxed.

"Two days at most," Yuan Mu frowned, "and then you get out too."

Her words were not pleasant to the ears, but the emperor's expression became better. He relaxed his brows and said softly, "Okay, I will listen to A'Luo."

Although it wasn't too cold in August, Yuan Mu had already put on his crane cloak.

The emperor held her hand and had dinner with her.

The two of them ate in the flower hall. Yuan Mu was not very focused on her meal. She was flipping through a book while eating slowly.

She never dared to do this in front of the emperor.

Not doing anything else while eating has been a rule the emperor has followed since he was young.

Many times, he liked to feed her.

But now, let alone reading, even if Yuan Mu did something outrageous, he couldn't do anything about her.

The emperor didn't say anything, but just silently served food to Yuan Mu. However, she seemed to see through his thoughts and snorted.

He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, looking like a young lady who had been troubled.

Yuan Mu ignored the emperor. She finished her meal slowly and then stretched comfortably.

I stood up too quickly and accidentally twisted my waist.

How come your waist is like this at such a young age?

The emperor immediately stepped forward and picked up Yuan Mu.

When his big hand covered her waist through her clothes, there was a burning heat.

"Does it hurt?" the emperor asked anxiously. "Is it sprained?"

Yuan Mu was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

This was the first time she twisted her waist while stretching, so why did he happen to catch her?

She sat in the emperor's arms with a frown on her face.

"I'm fine," Yuan Mu whispered, "Put me down."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she gasped.

The emperor held Yuan Mu's waist and pressed her on his legs. He rubbed her for a while before letting her go: "Be more careful next time."

Yuan Mu said angrily: "There won't be a next time!"

She flicked her sleeves and left, and the emperor followed her. When the door was about to pinch his knuckles, he quickly pushed it open and followed her into the inner room.

Yuan Mu took off his clothes and hugged the thick blanket to prepare for a bath.

"What do you want to do?" She raised her eyes to look at him, "Do you want to watch me take a shower?"

The emperor shook his head and said, "Of course not."

"You don't like having maids waiting on you so close," he whispered. "Can I wait on you?"

How can there be such shameless people in the world?

"No!" Yuan Mu threw the thick blanket on the emperor's face, then went to take a bath angrily.

The emperor was not so shameless as to say so.

Yuan Mu washed very quickly. When she came out wrapped in a blanket, he was still standing quietly in front of the window.

Seeing her come out, the emperor walked up slowly and said softly, "Let me help you dry your hair."

When he was in the palace, he liked to snatch the maids' jobs, but he was not good at it and his taste in choosing clothes was very poor, which made Yuan Mu very unhappy.

The only thing the emperor did particularly well was to win over Gan Yuanmu Wufa.

He intended to serve her, and she didn't say much.

Yuan Mu was lying on his back, with thick black hair that reached to his waist. When his hair stood up and he wore a golden crown, he looked like a handsome nobleman.

When it disperses, it becomes soft and beautiful again.

No matter how you look at it, it's hard to take your eyes off it.

After drying Yuan Mu's black hair, the emperor gently carried her into the tent. He blew out the lamp skillfully and then drew the curtain.

When doing this, he moved surprisingly quickly, as if he was afraid of being kicked out by Yuan Mu.

Yuan Mu had just recovered when the emperor carried him into the tent.

He carefully covered her with the quilt, then said slowly, "Are you sleepy? If not, let me tell you a story."

People who have no shame can be invincible.

"My bed is not big," Yuan Mu frowned, "There are still empty guest rooms in the mansion, don't squeeze in with me."

The emperor said cautiously, "I'm worried that there will be no one to take care of you."

"When you feel better," he lowered his eyes, "I'll go to the guest room right away."

The whole world belonged to him, so how could he not have a place to live? Why did she act as if she had wronged him?

Yuan Mu kicked the emperor and whispered, "You are shameless, Li Conglu."

He had no complaints at all, and raised his hand to turn her over, then hugged her with her back turned to face him.

"What story do you want to hear?" The emperor kissed Yuan Mu's forehead. "There was a famous knight in the Rourans who robbed the rich and gave to the poor. He was brave and fearless. Do you want to hear it?"

He knew exactly what she liked.

"This story isn't even found in any of the legendary books," the emperor said softly. "It's an exclusive secret. Come and listen to it."

He's really annoying. But there's nothing wrong with the story.

Yuan Mu didn't say anything, so the emperor began to tell her the story.

He is a very eloquent person and his stories are more interesting than others.

Yuan Mu was very sleepy, but he couldn't help asking, "And then?"

"It's too late, go to sleep first," the emperor kissed her face, "we'll continue tomorrow."

He coaxed her to sleep like this.

The next day, when Yuan Mu woke up, he felt his head was exploding. She actually kept him like this for the whole night.

But as soon as she walked out of the inner room, she saw the outer room piled high with new flowers.

The bouquets of various colors compete with each other in beauty and the fragrance is refreshing.

Gorgeous peonies, cool snow lotus and camellia, and countless flowers that Yuan Mu couldn't even name.

The originally dull and boring room was decorated to look like a fairyland.

I don’t know how these beautiful flowers were delivered to me, and there is still dew on the petals.

Yuan Mu stood in the sea of ​​flowers, lost in thought for a moment.

The emperor was dressed in a white and gold robe, which looked elegant and noble, with gentle features.

"I'm sorry for what happened back then," he whispered. "I wonder if Miss A'luo would be willing to give me a chance to pursue you again?"

What the emperor was holding in his hand was a very beautiful hair crown.

Carefully carved from the tail feathers of a phoenix, the jade is exquisitely clear and has a beautiful and noble shape.

Commonly known as the Phoenix Crown.

The phoenix crown is something that only the queen can wear, but ordinary women can also wear a phoenix crown and a phoenix bridal robe on their wedding day.

But Yuan Mu was not the queen, and she had never been married. On the day she was forced into the palace, she was carried directly in a sedan chair.

Even the emperor's concubines did not have the right to wear the phoenix crown.

Yuan Mu used to be obsessed with this thing, but when the emperor presented the phoenix crown to her, she suddenly stopped being obsessed with it.

"It depends on your performance," she whispered. "If you don't perform well, get out."