Chapter 61 The Emperor's Heart
The sudden sound startled the master and servant. Liu Yuetang quickly wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes and stood up with a smile.
However, as soon as her feet touched the ground, Xiao Heng stopped her as she was about to salute.
"Sit down quickly and let me see where you are injured."
He pressed Liu Yuetang onto the couch and carefully examined her neck. Seeing no injuries, he lifted her wrist and took a closer look.
Liu Yuetang was extremely flattered, with stars in her eyes. She held Xiao Heng's hand and said, "Your Majesty, I'm fine. I just bumped my back accidentally."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Heng took off her gauze dress.
There was a bruise on her smooth jade-like back that was extremely eye-catching.
There was a scrape on his shoulder, and the blood had dried.
He raised his hand and gently stroked the skin next to her wound.
Perhaps it was a little itchy from the rubbing, she trembled slightly and said softly: "Your Majesty, this concubine really doesn't hurt, it's just a minor wound, it will be fine after applying some medicine."
Xiao Heng's Adam's apple rolled slowly.
The concubines in the palace were all spoiled, and even if they were pricked by a needle, they would feel pain for half a day.
But the woman in front of him had never been spoiled in front of him.
She could have said that she saved An'er to win his favor.
But she didn't.
Instead, he swallowed all the pain and hurt, and considerately told himself not to worry.
How could there be such a stupid woman in the world?
Seeing Xiao Heng remained silent, Liu Yuetang asked somewhat anxiously, "Your Majesty, is my back ugly..."
Xiao Heng shook his head, a hint of heartache in his eyes, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Not ugly."
He picked up the ointment beside him and dipped it into his hand with a silver stick.
Then he carefully applied it to her injured skin.
Liu Yuetang tensed her body and clenched her hands tightly.
Xiao Heng's hand suddenly froze, "Does it hurt?"
Liu Yuetang nodded slightly: "It hurts a little when it touches the wound, but I can bear it."
"I rarely apply medicine to others, so I don't know how severe it is. If you feel any pain, please tell me and I will apply a gentler dose."
After saying that, Xiao Heng took some ointment and applied it on his fingertips. His movements were clumsy but very gentle, for fear of hurting the woman in front of him.
"Why didn't you tell me before that you were injured while saving An'er?"
"I'm afraid no one will believe me if I tell you." Her voice was filled with sadness.
"Just like just now, the Emperor didn't believe me, did he?"
She turned around and looked at him quietly.
Xiao Heng's brows were filled with more tenderness under the candlelight. After a moment, he reached out and brought a strand of hair from the tip of her nose to her face.
"Tang'er, this palace is full of conspiracies and schemes. From the imperial court to the imperial harem, no one has ever been sincere to me, and I have never trusted anyone. But..."
He looked at her deeply: "Tang'er, I can try to trust you a little more in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a warmth in his arms, and the woman was moved and hugged him tightly.
"Your Majesty, I don't need a lot. I only need one point of your sincerity and trust."
Xiao Heng stroked her long hair, his eyes gentle: "Silly girl, everyone wants my full favor, but you only want one point."
Liu Yuetang pressed against his chest, and every word she said was engraved on Xiao Heng's heart:
"Because I hope that the emperor will keep ninety percent of my true love for Xiao Heng, rather than for the current emperor."
Xiao Heng was stunned, and listened to her continue to speak softly:
"Your Majesty is so concerned about the country and the people that he devotes all his energy to Jing Yuan, yet he has never truly loved me. I want to tell you, Your Majesty, that you are not only the Son of Heaven, but also my husband, and Xiao Heng."
A deep feeling spread in Xiao Heng's heart, as if something was lost.
His eyes were as calm and gentle as a pool of autumn water. He was silent for a long time before he lowered his head and kissed Liu Yuetang on the forehead.
"Tang'er, no one has ever said these words to me."
"To them, I am nothing more than a tool for climbing the ladder of power. All they care about is how to continue to receive favors and whether their family will prosper. But no one has ever told me that I am not only the Son of Heaven, but also myself."
Liu Yuetang raised her eyes and stared into his, her charming face filled with deep emotion and affection. She called out softly, "Your Majesty..."
Xiao Heng leaned over and kissed her cherry red lips.
In a moment, the red curtain was lightly dropped, the brocade quilt was disheveled, and the scene was lingering and charming.
Perhaps it was because Xiao Heng was particularly gentle and considerate today, Liu Yuetang was always able to make love with him at the same time.
And Xiao Heng had never met anyone who was so compatible with him.
The east is turning white and the morning dew is faint.
When Xiao Heng woke up, Liu Yuetang was still sleeping soundly.
She sleeps very well. Her hands and feet never move around and she never makes any noise when she falls asleep.
So he, who always had a light sleep, could always sleep soundly next to her.
Xiao Heng lifted the quilt for her, and when he was about to get up, he found that his clothes were firmly held in her hands.
Seeing that her brows were relaxed and her breathing was light, Xiao Heng was reluctant to wake her up.
He waved to Liu Zheng and said, "Go get the spare lining."
When Liu Yuetang woke up, it was already dawn.
Seeing that she was holding Xiao Heng's clothes in her hand, she was stunned.
"Liu Zheng..."
Liu Zheng lifted the beaded curtain and walked in, smiling and saying, "My lady, are you awake?"
"Why are the emperor's clothes here?" Liu Yuetang asked.
Upon hearing this, Liu Zheng's eyebrows arched with joy. "My dear, you may not know this, but when the Emperor woke up this morning, he discovered you holding his clothes. To avoid disturbing your sweet dreams, he took them off and changed into a new set."
"My lady...your words last night have completely captured the Emperor's heart."
Liu Yuetang sneered upon hearing this and said leisurely, "What I hold onto is not his heart, but his weakness."
The higher you stand, the more you yearn for the plain yet simple happiness.
As an emperor, he had three palaces and six courtyards, but there was not a single woman who was devoted to him and never left him.
How sad.
But...it's what he deserves.
After all, only by exchanging hearts can you gain true love.
But since ancient times, emperors have never been sincere.
She looked at the clothes left by Xiao Heng indifferently, stroking them with her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.
"Liu Zheng, go get a basin of water. I want to wash this dress myself."
Liu Zheng was surprised: "My dear, why do you want to do it yourself?"
Liu Yuetang gently lifted her clothes, her lips curled up in a charming arc: "The emperor wants a simple and warm home so much, why shouldn't I satisfy him?"
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