Chapter 299 You are Liu Yuetang
The night was as dark as ink, and the eaves of Changle Palace formed a sparse silhouette in the moonlight.
Changle Palace is a rare two-story building, with a spacious viewing terrace on the upper floor. Surrounded by white marble railings, one can look up and see the stars in the night sky.
The wind passed through the terrace, bringing with it the sound of the bronze bells in the corners of the temple.
Liu Yuetang looked at the palace in the distance and couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that the Changle Palace was so far away that one could see several palaces.
Xueji brought the tea to Liu Yuetang's side, "Princess, in my opinion, the Emperor has already determined that you are the Imperial Concubine Xi."
Liu Yuetang picked up the teacup with a familiar texture and blew into it slowly. The mist rose up and blurred her face.
"But my current identity is just Zong Zheng Qianyin."
When she was in Lanyue, her uncle had told her to enter the palace as Zong Zheng Qianyin. If Xiao Heng knew that she was Liu Yuetang, he would definitely not let her leave Jingyuan.
She thought about it for a long time and felt that this was a good idea.
If she entered the palace as Liu Yuetang, what awaited her would surely be another endless palace fight, and she would still be trapped within the square palace walls.
Xiao Heng won't let her go.
And if it was just Zong Zheng Qianyin, even if she left in the future, Xiao Heng would not be sad at all.
At that time, my uncle will think of a foolproof plan to bring himself and Yue'er out.
Thinking of Yue'er, Liu Yuetang's heart suddenly ached.
I wonder...what Yue'er looks like now?
Now that she's six months old, she should be able to smile a lot, right? I wonder if she's got any teeth yet.
As I was thinking, I heard the sound of footsteps.
The footsteps came closer and closer, with their usual steadyness, yet mixed with a bit of instability and staggering, causing the door inside the hall to creak.
Liu Yuetang looked up and saw a bluish-white figure appear at the entrance of the terrace.
His wide sleeves swept across the threshold in the evening breeze, and he slowly walked forward, feeling the chill of the night dew and a faint smell of alcohol.
Liu Yuetang's eyebrows seemed to be frowned but not quite.
After he returned to the palace, he not only changed his clothes, but also drank again?
Liu Yuetang didn't stand up, just stared at him blankly.
She is now a pampered princess on the grassland and does not need any etiquette.
Xiao Heng walked closer to Liu Yuetang step by step, and his shadow fell on Liu Yuetang's fair cheek.
"Miaomiao, why are you pretending not to know me?"
Liu Yuetang said in a cold voice: "I don't even know you, Your Majesty."
She raised her jade fingers and gently stroked her cheek: "Did I look so similar to someone that the Emperor mistook me for her?"
"It's not a mistake, you are it! You are it!"
"You are Liu Yuetang."
Xiao Heng's voice roared out like a roar. He put his hands on the table and stared at her fiercely.
Liu Yuetang raised her hand to tuck the loose hair behind her ear, letting her eyebrows and eyes fall clearly into his. She stared into his eyes and said word by word: "Your Majesty, you are mistaken. I am Zong Zheng Qianyin."
Xiao Heng looked at the mole that had disappeared from the corner of her eye, his thin lips trembling slightly: "Do you think that if you remove the mole, I won't recognize you anymore?"
"Liu Yuetang! Even if you change your face, I can still recognize you."
"Your eyes, your aura, your charm, have long been engraved in my heart."
He approached Liu Yuetang, their eyes met, their breath close.
"Liu Yuetang..." Xiao Heng's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was low.
"You can fool everyone in the world, but you can't fool me. There's no other person in this world who can make my heart so turbulent just by looking at them."
Liu Yuetang's face remained calm, but her hands were clenched white in her sleeves.
Does Xiao Heng care about me so much?
Even though she had given her all and acted with deep affection in the past, he had never said such words.
Yes, she did remove the mole under her eye.
However, Lan Yue's wizard said that after removing the mole, her future would be smoother, so she removed it.
Liu Yuetang smiled faintly, with a hint of bitterness on the corners of her mouth. "That woman named Liu Yuetang is so lucky to have the emperor treat her so sincerely. It's a pity... I'm not her."
"Who are you!"
Xiao Heng almost collapsed again. When he saw her indifferent eyes, his heart ached and he had difficulty breathing.
Impossible...his Miaomiao would never treat him like this.
Even if the deep affection he showed me during those three years was just an act.
But the tears that were shed, the knives that were blocked, and the promises that were made could not be false.
Those were all things that really happened to them, so how could they be so indifferent and unfamiliar in her eyes?
Thinking of this, Xiao Heng held Liu Yuetang's arms with both hands, and his fingertips were so strong that they almost dug into her sleeves.
"Miaomiao, did something happen to you?"
"Have you lost your memory and don't remember me?"
Liu Yuetang: “…”
She looked at him quietly, seeing the pain welling up in his eyes, just like she had always been heartbroken in front of him.
Today, it doesn’t matter if they just switched positions.
In a moment, Xiao Heng, like a madman, suddenly tore open his clothes and exposed his chest.
The sound of brocade tearing suddenly rang out in the hall, and what came into view was a hideous tooth mark on the heart.
"Did you see that?" Xiao Heng's eyes were bloodshot.
"You left this tooth mark a year ago, and it hasn't faded yet. That day, you were drunk and had a quarrel with me. You grabbed my neck and bit me—have you forgotten?"
Xiao Heng stood up again and opened his arms. "Look, you said I looked good in bluish-white clothes, so I always wore bluish-white clothes from then on."
"And..." Xiao Heng took off the sachet from his waist.
"This is the sachet you embroidered for me. I carry it with me all the time."
He opened the sachet and took out two strands of intertwined black hair. Liu Yuetang's heart suddenly tightened.
That was... a strand of black hair she had left for Xiao Heng. [See Chapter 63, Gift of Black Hair]
But at this moment, a strand of thicker and darker hair was entangled on it.
Xiao Heng stretched out his trembling hand in front of Liu Yuetang and smiled sadly, tears welling in his eyes. "Look, this is the hair you gave me back then. Back then, I didn't understand love and just kept it aside as an ordinary object. Until... until that fire took you away from me, I realized that my heart had long been occupied by you."
"Later, I cut off my hair and entwined it tightly with yours, holding it in my arms day and night. I thought... since I wasn't meant to be with you in this life, I hoped that in the next life, we could be husband and wife, sharing unwavering love."
Looking at the tangled hair in his palm, Liu Yuetang almost lost control of the emotion in her eyes.
She slowly raised her eyelids and saw a tear hanging from the corner of Xiao Heng's eye, dangling on the end of his eyelashes, about to fall.
Is he crying?
Are you crying for yourself?
Does he really love himself?
Liu Yuetang slowly clenched her fingertips, and the pain of her nails digging into her palms gradually calmed her down and made her sober.
Liu Yuetang, no...Zong Zheng Qianyin, you have to wake up.
You can't be soft-hearted and admit that you are Liu Yuetang.
If you become soft-hearted, you will once again be trapped in this deep palace of intrigue and you will never be able to get out.
He was an emperor and he had three thousand beauties, but now he regrets it after losing them.
In the future, he will fall in love with other women.
You can't be moved by his one-sided words.
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