Xiahou Yan simply sat on the ground, raised his head slightly, and asked coldly: "How do you know?"

Back then, apart from his adoptive father Maoxian, only one person knew that he was afraid of mice, but that person had obviously died long ago.

"You don't need to know." Liang Qingchen ordered coldly: "Catch him."

…

Jiang Muyu was escorted all the way into the city in a carriage.

Liang Qingchen settled her in a house in the imperial capital. It was a large mansion with rockery, lotus pond, pavilions, and towers. Its size was no less than that of the Ruiwang Mansion in Tianqian Capital.

Liang Qingchen had already changed his armor and was walking with her in the courtyard to familiarize herself with it.

"The palace is still being reorganized, so I have to ask you to stay here for the time being. When everything is properly handled, I will welcome you into the palace with great fanfare."

Jiang Muyu looked ahead, walked slowly, and said softly: "I understand, but I'm afraid the bloody smell in the palace hasn't dissipated yet, and I don't like it either."

Liang Qingchen wanted to pull her hand, but was dissuaded by these words. He was stunned for a moment: "You... do you dislike my hands being covered in blood?"

She shook her head. "They also left your home full of corpses. All the suffering you have endured was caused by them. No one can persuade you to forgive."

"Then why don't you want to look at me?"

Jiang Muyu sighed softly, stopped, turned to face him, and said, "I don't mean to blame you, I just suddenly felt a little confused. I didn't have such a real feeling before entering the imperial capital, but just now, when I heard them calling you His Majesty, I suddenly realized that you have really become the new emperor of Xuan Cang."

Liang Qingchen said: "Even if I become the emperor, you will still be my only queen."

"I am confused because I don't know if I can be a qualified queen. This burden is too heavy for me."

"Zhao Zhao, leave everything to me, you don't need to worry about it."

"Ah Chen, you don't understand what I mean..."

"I understand." He interrupted her and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood: "Zhao Zhao, I understand that you are not a woman who is willing to be trapped in the harem. Your heart longs for freedom, but I can't let go. You are my freedom. Without you, I will not be happy even if I get the world."

Jiang Muyu was silent for a moment, then hugged him back and said slowly, "Let me see the wound on your body."

He stepped back, a little hesitant: "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"Don't worry, I'm not that timid."

The two returned to the dormitory, and Liang Qingchen slowly took off his clothes in front of her, revealing his upper body wrapped in thick gauze.

His body was already covered with scars, big and small, and new wounds were added when he was forced to abdicate. Before, Xiahou Yan's palm outside the city directly cracked his wound. He had just changed his clothes with new gauze, but now blood was seeping out through the gauze again.

Jiang Muyu's fingertips trembled slightly as she gently stroked the blood on the gauze, unable to hide her distress: "Does it still hurt now?"

He pouted aggrievedly: "It hurts, it hurts a lot."

"Have you changed the medicine today?"

"I was in such a hurry to see you that I only had time to change the gauze."

"I'll ask Yunyan to get a doctor to come and take a look."

Jiang Muyu turned around and was about to leave, but Liang Qingchen quickly held her back and said, "No need. Xu Lang has the prescription written by Doctor Yu. Just ask him to get the medicine."

"Yeah." Jiang Muyu just walked out the door and saw Xu Lang standing in the yard.

Seeing her coming out, Xu Lang immediately stepped forward and asked, "What do you want, Madam?"

"Achen needs to change the medicine."

Xu Lang immediately understood: "I will go get the medicine right away."

As soon as Xu Lang left, she returned to the house and saw Liang Qingchen, who had looked so pitiful just now, now sitting at the table wearing a cloak and drinking tea leisurely.

She walked forward and raised her eyebrows: "What? The wound doesn't hurt anymore?"

He immediately put down the teacup, looking like a little white flower that has withstood the wind and rain and still stood firm: "It hurts, but I can bear it."

Jiang Muyu was so angry that she laughed: "I think you are not in enough pain."

As she said this, she punched him on the shoulder that was not covered with gauze. The force was very light, but he grimaced as if he was in extreme pain: "You want to murder your husband? If I die, you will become a widow."

Jiang Muyu rolled her eyes speechlessly: "You are such a dramatic actor! That's enough."

Although her tone was full of disgust, there was a hint of smile in her eyes.

Liang Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her finally smile. He reached out his hand and gently hooked her little finger. He tilted his head slightly to look at her, and his tone was filled with humble pleading: "Zhao Zhao, promise me that you will never leave me no matter what, okay?"

"I can't leave, but if I die..."

She had only said half of her words when he covered her lips with his hand, blocking the rest of her words between his teeth.

Liang Qingchen said seriously: "I don't allow you to say such unlucky words. I only allow you to die seven days before me."

Jiang Muyu took his hand away, puzzled: "Why seven days?"

"When you come back after the seventh day, I will go with you."

This guy...his words of love are even weirder than others, but he makes her feel so soft inside.

Xu Lang's medicine was brought quickly. It was chopped herbs and wrapped in paper. When it was opened, it had a strong strange smell.

"The doctor said that I can just apply it directly on the wound."

Jiang Muyu nodded: "Thank you for your help."

"This is what I should do. If your Majesty has no other instructions, I will take my leave."

"Um."

Jiang Muyu asked Liang Qingchen to take off his clothes and sit beside the bed, and then slowly untied the gauze on his body.

Circles and layers of blood appeared one after another, and the blood stains became more and more, until finally a horrific wound was revealed.

She couldn't help but take a breath of cool air.

The injuries on his body were far more serious than she had imagined. There were several knife scars that tore through his flesh. The deepest one was on his left shoulder, where the bone was visible.

She suppressed the trembling of her fingers and wiped the blood off his body bit by bit with a towel soaked in warm water. "Bear with it, it may hurt a little."

"It's okay, Zhao Zhao, it's just a minor scratch."

Jiang Muyu glared at him and said, "This is not just a superficial wound. Even if it heals, it will definitely leave a scar."

Given the current underdeveloped medical level, one could be infected and die if one is not careful.

Liang Qingchen said nonchalantly: "It's okay for a man to have some scars on his body."

"Haha-Aren't you afraid that I will find you ugly and find a better-looking man in the future?"

“You dare!”

"Why shouldn't I?"

Liang Qingchen said fiercely: "If you dare to find another man, I will kill him. I will chop off whichever of his claws touches you, and then hang it on the head of the bed to watch over you every day."

Damn! Pervert!

Jiang Muyu's eyes widened in shock. Why did she feel that he could do what he said?