Chapter 232 The Emperor Admits His Mistake
Liu Yuetang stroked her belly with her bare hands: "Now, the Qi family mother and daughter are both dead, and my father is left alone to guard the huge Liu Mansion. This can be considered his retribution."
"My only wish right now is to give birth to the baby safely."
"Of course I can!" Liu Zheng nodded firmly.
"Oh, my lady, there's news from the Liu Mansion. After Liu Yueyao's death, the master was so grief-stricken that he fainted."
Liu Yuetang raised her hand to stroke the gold-threaded, beaded hairpin at her temples, and smiled faintly, "The wife he trusted so deeply and the daughter he loved most are both dead. He should cry and grieve. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of the Qi family mother and daughter in the afterlife?"
As he was speaking, Xiao Kangzi came in and announced, "Your Majesty, the Emperor is here."
Liu Yuetang's long eyelashes trembled, and there was no ripple in her eyes.
As the sound of boots approached from the corridor, when I looked up, Xiao Heng had already walked into the hall.
As soon as their eyes met, Liu Yuetang quickly looked away to avoid that scorching gaze.
She said lightly, "I'm a little tired, I'll go in and get some sleep first."
Just as she turned around and walked to the bead curtain in the inner hall, she suddenly felt a burning breath coming at her, and her body was firmly held in Xiao Heng's arms.
Before she could struggle, his hoarse voice fell against the back of her neck: "Miaomiao, I was wrong."
"Forgive me, please."
The beaded curtain swayed gently beside them. Liu Yuetang did not turn around, but said, "How dare I blame the emperor? I am just your concubine. No matter what you do, I should obey your orders without any complaints."
Xiao Heng felt a pang of pain in his heart when he heard this, and let Liu Yuetang break free from his arms.
He was suddenly at a loss, his hands frozen in mid-air.
Didn’t the imperial sister say that we don’t have to do anything?
Just hold her in your arms and tell her you were wrong to make her happy.
But why is Miaomiao still angry?
Then, it must be that he was not sincere enough and did not have enough intentions.
Thinking of this, Xiao Heng took out the jade hairpin he had made himself, walked up to Liu Yuetang, and said softly, "Miaomiao, look, this is the jade hairpin I made for you. Do you like it?"
Liu Yuetang lowered her eyes slightly. The jade hairpin was carved from mutton-fat jade, and the tail of the hairpin was engraved with a gardenia pattern. The lines were not graceful and smooth, but the texture of the jade was relatively good.
I think it must have been made by him personally.
She raised her eyes and gazed deeply into Xiao Heng's cautious face.
This is a man. As long as he cares about you, even if he is in a superior position, he will bow down to you and do something unexpected for you.
Seeing that Liu Yuetang didn't say anything and just stared at him blankly, the eyes that used to be tender and affectionate were now cold and sad.
Xiao Heng's heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that she didn't like this jade hairpin either?
Is it because what I made is too ugly?
Xiao Heng's breathing stagnated, and he said hurriedly: "Miao Miao, please don't look at me so coldly, okay? If you are angry, scold me, hit me, as long as you can vent your anger, I will have no complaints."
As he said that, he pulled Liu Yuetang's hand and hit her on the chest.
Her heavy heartbeat was on Liu Yuetang's palm, and she looked straight into Xiao Heng's eyes.
At this moment, there was an indelible emotion in the emperor's deep eyes.
"Then Your Majesty, where do you think you went wrong?"
Xiao Heng blurted out: "I shouldn't have ignored your feelings, and I shouldn't have been so lenient with those who hurt you. When you were questioned, I should have believed you without hesitation."
"Miaomiao, I thought about it all night last night, and my sister also told me a lot. I just realized that you have always been the one giving, but I have repeatedly hurt your heart."
"Zhao Fei, I have demoted her to a concubine. From now on, I will not let anyone harm you or our child."
Liu Yuetang was shocked. Xiao Heng had demoted Concubine Zhao to a concubine?
He suddenly gave up?
Was it his tender crying last night, or something Princess Duanrou said, that made him bow his head and apologize to him that day.
Well, since Xiao Heng had already admitted his mistake, he gave her the ladder and she climbed down.
If you keep holding on to it, you'll seem pretentious and it will only backfire.
She slowly lowered her gaze to the jade hairpin in Xiao Heng's hand, "Is this jade hairpin made by the emperor himself?"
"Yes, but it's a bit ugly. If Miaomiao doesn't like it, you don't have to bring it."
Liu Yuetang's eyes were filled with tears, and she smiled touchingly: "How can it be ugly? To me, this is the most beautiful jade hairpin in the world."
"I must wear it every day."
As she spoke, Liu Yuetang took the hairpin and tried to insert it into her bun.
Xiao Heng quickly held her hand: "I'm here."
He picked up the jade hairpin and slowly inserted it into her black hair. Then he looked at Liu Yuetang's delicate face and said, "Miaomiao is even more beautiful than the day I first saw her."
His eyes were gentle and ardent, and beneath his bluish-white robe he looked like the snow that had just melted on the branches of willows in March, handsome and gentle.
Liu Yuetang smiled and raised her hand to stroke the jade hairpin on her temples.
"The Emperor looks very handsome in his blue and white clothes."
Hearing this, Xiao Heng's face lit up: "Okay, if Miaomiao likes me, I will wear it often in the future."
He put his arm around Liu Yuetang's waist and whispered, "Has Miaomiao forgiven me?"
Liu Yuetang's eyes were full of affection and she nodded slightly.
"Your Majesty has just realized where he was wrong, so I am no longer angry. But there is one thing... Your Majesty, you must promise me."
"Okay, go ahead."
"Your Majesty, please do not question my sincerity again."
Xiao Heng knew what she was talking about. Yesterday, Concubine Zhao asked her to kill Fu Zhixing, but he did not stop her immediately.
He immediately agreed: "Okay, I will never question Miaomiao's heart again."
He embraced Liu Yuetang in his arms, stroked her back and whispered, "Miaomiao, I didn't doubt your feelings at the time. I was angry with Fu Zhixing..."
He paused for a moment, afraid that Liu Yuetang would overthink things, so his tone softened slightly: "I'm angry that he has known you since childhood, and I'm also angry that you can call him 'Brother Fu'."
His throat rolled slowly, with a bitter taste that he couldn't express.
Liu Yuetang didn't expect that Xiao Heng would be so unhappy with just a name?
Thinking of this, Xiao Heng rested his chin on his shoulder, and his hoarse voice wrapped in hot breath brushed past his ears.
"Miaomiao, shouldn't you also compensate me?"
Liu Yuetang was stunned and asked in confusion: "What?"
"I have never been called by your affectionate name."
Liu Yuetang fluttered her long eyelashes lightly: "Your Majesty forgot, I once called you husband, but Your Majesty said... you only allow me to do so once."
Xiao Heng's hand on her waist froze and his breathing stagnated.
Liu Yuetang looked up at him and said, "Your Majesty, how do you want me to call you?"
"Then you have to ask Miaomiao."
Liu Yuetang's eyes were filled with tears as she pondered for a moment.
"I can't possibly call you Brother Xiao..."
"Then... Xiao Lang?"
"No! This name is not good at all." Xiao Heng blurted out without thinking, frowning tightly.
"What's wrong?" Liu Yuetang tilted her head.
Xiao Heng cleared his throat and said, "From now on, Xiao Lang is just a passerby. This has a bad meaning."
"Huh?" Liu Yuetang almost laughed out loud after hearing this answer.
However, she was quite satisfied with this title.
"Then, Your Majesty, how should I address you?"
Liu Yuetang looked at him, her cherry lips pursed in a half-smile, and even the trembling glass hairpins on her temples were tinged with a bit of tenderness.
Xiao Heng looked at her delicate and tempting lips, his throat rolling: "Then call me husband, but... only occasionally."
"Occasionally? Like when?"
She was a little puzzled. Do you have to choose the right time to call someone by their given name?
Xiao Heng slowly spoke: "For example... when love is deep..."
"Like... right now."
As soon as the words fell, Liu Yuetang's lips were blocked by a touch of heat, and all the words turned into softness entwined between her lips and teeth.
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