Chapter 93 Scar
When night fell, Xiao Heng arrived as expected.
He stopped Liu Yuetang from getting up: "Just lie down, no need to get up."
Liu Yuetang lay on the bed, her long hair draped over her sides like clouds, her face as delicate and exquisite as a lotus petal resting on the soft pillow, looking very charming and endearing.
He brushed the hair away from Liu Yuetang's face and tucked it behind her ears. He said softly, "For the past half month, I've only been sleeping on my stomach."
Liu Yuetang raised her little face and said, "It's okay. Half a month has passed in a flash."
"Your Majesty, are Concubine Bai and the unborn baby okay?"
Xiao Heng said gently, "After the imperial physician's treatment, the dragon fetus is relatively safe."
Liu Yuetang smiled: "That's good."
She originally thought that after this fall, Concubine Bai would definitely lose the royal heir.
After all, Concubine Bai shed so much blood.
Therefore, the stronger the mother's body is, the more stable the baby in her womb will be.
Liu Yuetang wanted to sit up after lying down for a long time, so Xiao Heng helped her up.
"I have already investigated thoroughly. It was You Yu who set Jiang free. Her purpose was to cause chaos in the Plum Garden, injure you, and cause Concubine Bai to have a miscarriage."
Liu Yuetang was stunned. "So, she was going after me and Concubine Bai? It was me who caused trouble for the Emperor and nearly got him hurt."
Seeing her guilty and uneasy look, Xiao Heng rubbed her head with heartache: "Don't think like that. How can a mad woman have a target? She was just waving the knife around. Besides, you blocked the knife for me, but I was not hurt, right?"
At this point, Xiao Heng's tone couldn't help but become a little stern: "But if something like this happens again in the future, remember to stand behind me, understand?"
"Swords and knives are blind, and a weak woman like you cannot withstand them. As the Son of Heaven, I am also the one who sleeps beside you. In times of danger, I should protect you."
Liu Yuetang's eyelashes drooped like wings, casting a soft shadow on her cheeks: "Yes, I understand."
Xiao Heng looked at her back and asked, "What if there's a scar on her back?"
In addition to her exquisite facial features, the most amazing thing about her is her skin.
It is as white as the finest mutton-fat jade, flawless and crystal clear.
It would be a pity to add a scar.
Thinking of this, Xiao Heng felt even more guilty.
Liu Yuetang pursed her lips lightly: "A woman dresses up to please herself. A woman's appearance is meant to be admired by her loved ones. As long as the emperor doesn't dislike me, I don't care."
Xiao Heng frowned and said without hesitation: "How can I despise the injuries you suffered for me?"
Although he loves beautiful women, Xiao Heng is not a heartless person.
There are very few women in the harem who are willing to sacrifice their beauty and even their lives to save others.
He, Xiao Heng, would only cherish her more, so how could he despise her?
Thinking of this, she took Liu Yuetang's hand and reached down to her abdomen.
Liu Yuetang was startled, thinking that he had reacted.
"Your Majesty, I am still injured and cannot serve you..."
Xiao Heng sneered, his eyes looking like Su.
He stretched out his left hand and flicked her forehead: "You, is this all you have in your head?"
Liu Yuetang instantly realized that she had made a fool of herself, and a blush appeared on her face, making her look cute and adorable.
Xiao Heng untied his belt, then held Liu Yuetang's hand and placed it on the inside of her thigh.
There was a hard and raised scab on the smooth skin. Liu Yuetang paused with her fingertips and looked at Xiao Heng in surprise.
He said nonchalantly, "Did you feel it? I have scars on my legs too."
"I didn't even notice..."
Although the two had been sleeping in the same bed for a year, they were even more intimate and naked under the bed.
But it was mostly at night when the light was dim. Liu Yuetang had never looked closely at Xiao Heng's body, so she had never known that Xiao Heng had a scar on his leg.
Moreover, the scar doesn't seem to be small in size, and doesn't look like a knife scar.
Liu Yuetang removed her hand from his hot skin.
"Didn't the Emperor use any ointment to remove scars?"
Xiao Heng said calmly: "The scars on my body have been removed, but what about the scars on my heart?"
"Leaving some scars can actually serve as a constant reminder for ourselves."
Liu Yuetang looked at him deeply: Yes, some scars are useful.
The scars on her body naturally wanted to be deeply engraved in Xiao Heng's heart.
Let him always remember that I once risked my life to block the knife for him.
What about Xiao Heng? Why did he have such a scar?
She could feel that the emperor had many secrets and unsolvable knots in his heart.
If she could untie this knot for the emperor, or melt the emperor's iceberg, then she would be one step closer to favor and power.
So, Liu Yuetang clenched her hands and let the sharp nails dig into her palms.
The stinging pain in her hand made her eyes red and her throat felt sore.
Seeing her in such pain, Xiao Heng couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Liu Yuetang said hoarsely, "I...I'm wondering what happened to the Emperor?"
"Let you hurt yourself like this."
She raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes were moist, reflecting the broken crystal light.
That sparkling light caused ripples in Xiao Heng's calm heart.
Xiao Heng's lips curled slightly, as if he was amused, but also seemed moved: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
Without waiting for Liu Yuetang to answer, his eyes gradually became dazed, and gradually looked heavy and melancholy.
"Back then, when Queen Mother Song saw my wound, she felt just like you, deeply distressed."
"Empress Wen Yi?" Liu Yuetang asked softly.
Xiao Heng nodded gently and continued, "Back then, my sixth brother died young. My mother was heartbroken. To help her, I copied scriptures in front of his coffin, but I accidentally bumped into the candle."
He paused, and even though he tried his best to suppress it, his eyes still gradually turned red.
"I remember that the fire was very red and hot, and it burned my whole body."
However, his beloved mother rushed in and held the spirit tablet in her arms, scolding him for burning down his sixth brother's mourning hall.
She didn't even bother to ask herself if she was burned by the fire.
The fire burned into his heart and also burned out the feelings between him and his mother.
Xiao Heng's eyes were red, his breathing was stagnant, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.
The shadow of the fire lingered in his mind.
Suddenly, his palms felt warm. Xiao Heng lowered his head and saw the woman holding him tightly with her warm hands.
He didn't know if it was his heart or his hands that were cold, but he actually felt that the hands of the woman in front of him were so warm.
It was so warm that my trembling hands gradually calmed down.
She said word by word, "Even if the fire was huge, it couldn't stop the water and light from reaching the emperor."
"I believe that although Empress Wen Yi has passed away, that touch of water and light will always accompany His Majesty."
She stared at herself deeply, her face reflected in her clear eyes, as if she could see through herself.
Xiao Heng suddenly felt that the armor on his body had fallen off.
His timidity, his weakness, his past...
He really didn't like this feeling, the feeling of being seen through.
He also didn't understand why he had to say all this today.
With his heart suffocating and his whole body trembling, Xiao Heng stood up and left in a flutter.
It was as if... like running away.
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