Chapter 108 Give You to Me
Xiao Heng stroked her hair and said in a deep voice, "Why is Tang'er always so considerate of others?"
"Everyone wants status and children, but you refuse them."
Liu Yuetang's eyes flashed with tiny glints as she stared at him intently: "Because what I want most is not these."
Xiao Heng's dark eyes trembled slightly, and he cleared his throat: "What you want most is my heart?"
If it were in the past, Liu Yuetang would definitely say yes.
But now she has understood Xiao Heng's character a little bit, and she knows that Xiao Heng dislikes women who overstep their bounds and have no sense of propriety the most.
To him, I was just a concubine.
He has a wife above him and his childhood sweetheart, Concubine Zhao. If he is determined to win his heart, he will be wishful thinking and have no sense of propriety.
So, Liu Yuetang said softly: "I have said that I only need a little bit of your sincerity. As for your heart..."
Liu Yuetang shook her head: "I know, that's not what I want."
"As long as the emperor cares about me, I will be very happy."
Xiao Heng lowered his eyes and looked at her, a smile spreading across the corners of his mouth.
After a moment, he kissed Liu Yuetang on the forehead.
His eyes were filled with pampering and satisfaction, satisfaction that her words always made him happy.
As the Son of Heaven, it is impossible for me to give my heart to others.
Therefore, Liu Yuetang only wants a little sincerity and care from herself, and she is not greedy at all.
He could definitely satisfy her.
He could even give her more love, and this love was pure.
She won't be like Concubine Yu and Concubine Zhao, who always asks herself how much she likes and loves her.
Once the concubines asked for too much, he would feel tired.
The woman in his arms suddenly stood up, bringing Xiao Heng back to his senses.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Heng looked at her.
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
After saying that, Liu Yuetang put on her shoes and then walked to the candlestick to light the candle.
The flickering candlelight gradually illuminated Liu Yuetang's tranquil face, making her skin appear translucent and as pure as flawless jade.
Xiao Heng's eyes were unconsciously lost, his brows were gentle and calm.
Then she walked to the bookshelf, took out a scroll, and walked to Xiao Heng in small steps.
"Fortunately, it's not past midnight yet, so this concubine's birthday gift is not late."
She handed the scroll to Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng's eyes lit up with joy, and he said with a smile, "Is this a birthday gift for me?"
Liu Yuetang nodded coquettishly and lowered her eyes: "I hope... Your Majesty will not despise me."
Xiao Heng opened the painting with great interest: "I'd like to take a closer look at what Tang'er has drawn."
As the words fell, the scene that came into view shocked and touched Xiao Heng.
The painting is not about landscapes, flowers or birds, but about himself.
In the painting, he is squatting in a flower garden, his profile is neat and steady, his thin lips are slightly raised, and he looks noble yet gentle and elegant.
The lines of the blue robe hanging on the ground are flowing, and the dragon pattern is painted vividly, showing the gracefulness and temperament.
In the blank space, two lines of words were written:
Sir, you should only see the painting, but I alone understand the essence of it.
Xiao Heng smiled brightly and looked at her: "Am I really that good in Tang'er's heart?"
Liu Yuetang did not answer, but just smiled and lowered her eyes shyly.
"Why don't you give it to me at the banquet?"
Liu Yuetang pursed her lips and said, "I'm afraid they'll laugh at my poor painting skills."
"Tang'er, why do you have to be so self-deprecating? Look, you've made me look much more handsome."
As he spoke, he admired it happily again.
The painting shows the scene when they were planting flowers that day. It is rare that she could paint herself so like.
But don’t painters have to paint according to people?
He looked up at the woman's clear eyes and understood.
If I hadn't engraved myself into my heart, how could I have painted such a likeness?
"It seems that Tang'er's sachet is used to deceive everyone. The biggest gift is yet to come."
Liu Yuetang glanced at him coquettishly and muttered, "That sachet was also embroidered with great care by me, okay?"
"I know that the Emperor dislikes that sachet."
As she spoke, she sighed deeply, "Poor concubine, I was pricked by a needle while embroidering the sachet, and yet someone still despises me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Heng grabbed her tightly into his arms.
Then, warm lips covered her neck: "Someone? Should I call someone?"
Liu Yuetang put her arms around his neck and whispered softly, "Who made the emperor dislike my sachet?"
"Who said I dislike it?" Xiao Heng's tone sank, and he turned sideways and patted the sachet on his waist.
"If I dislike it, will I still wear it?"
Liu Yuetang lowered her eyes and saw that the sachet on his waist was the one she had embroidered.
She smiled, dimples appearing on her face.
Xiao Heng couldn't help but chuckle. He held her hand and looked at it carefully: "Where did the needle stick? Does it still hurt?"
Liu Yuetang shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"By the way, Your Majesty, today is your birthday. Have you made a wish?" Liu Yuetang suddenly remembered this.
Xiao Heng chuckled: "Those are just to coax children. What wish do I, the ruler of a country, need to make?"
"Why not?" Liu Yuetang said solemnly.
"Then I will make a wish for the Emperor."
As she spoke, Liu Yuetang turned sideways, closed her eyes towards the hazy moon outside the window, clasped her hands together in front of her chest and made a wish.
At this moment, the candlelight swayed slightly beside her, a sincere smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her whole body was glowing.
Xiao Heng was stunned, and recalled that when he was a child with his mother Wen Yi, he might have made a wish with such sincerity.
Later, he returned to his mother and never made a wish again.
And now, he actually has someone who makes wishes for him, someone whose heart and eyes are filled with him.
When Liu Yuetang opened her eyes, she met Xiao Heng's burning and fluctuating gaze.
"Your Majesty, I have already promised."
Xiao Heng pressed her down on the bed: "I want another gift."
While Liu Yuetang was puzzled, the belt around her waist was untied, and then his hot lips pressed against her collarbone.
With heavy breathing, Xiao Heng said solemnly, "Give you to me."
"I will satisfy you well."
*****
After Laba Festival, it is New Year's Day.
Just as the old year was about to end and the new year was about to begin, good news finally came from the border – after two years of fierce fighting, victory was finally achieved.
When the news of the great victory reached the palace, the palace instantly became lively.
Xiao Heng was extremely pleased and decided to hold a grand banquet to celebrate.
The concubines also breathed a sigh of relief. In recent months, the emperor had been busy fighting at the border and rarely called on the concubines.
Even when he favored concubines, he would go to the palaces of Liu Yuetang, Yufei, Zhaofei and others.
The other concubines were able to turn the cards very rarely.
Now that the war has been won, the emperor can focus on the harem.
After a moment of joy, he became sad again when he thought of Concubine Yu.
The victory in this battle was certainly achieved with the help of King Beichen. In terms of military achievements, he is on par with General Ruan.
But General Ruan fought at the border for nearly two years and made the greatest contribution.
As soon as he returned to the palace, he was inevitably rewarded.
Concubine Yu has a domineering personality to begin with. She has finally been quiet for a year. I am afraid that with General Ruan's victorious return, she will be arrogant again for a while.
As expected, Concubine Yu went to the Qinzheng Palace that day and stayed there until she served the emperor in the evening before returning to the palace.
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