Chapter 535 First, relieve the pain of unrequited love!
Duan Rongshi: "Although the execution of this official was forced by circumstances, I am indeed guilty."
"This humble subject is willing to bear all the responsibility. I only beg Your Majesty not to involve my family in this matter."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Chu laughed heartily.
"He's a good seed!"
Qingyangzi had long since figured out the Chu Emperor's temperament.
Tormented by nightmares for years, he had long since become a capricious tyrant.
He dislikes people who follow the rules.
Naturally, they also dislike things that are too conventional.
Therefore, the Great Chu Dynasty is now filled with treacherous and cunning villains and domineering officials.
The Chu emperor was not incompetent in his youth.
But as he gets older, and having been tormented by nightmares for years without relief, he is becoming increasingly indifferent to matters of state.
Moreover, they gradually became more and more brutal.
If a minister in court quarrels and annoys him, he will draw his sword and personally behead that minister on the spot.
It is no exaggeration to say that hundreds of corpses were found in the palace every day.
Gradually, he stopped personally appearing at the morning court every three days.
Even if he showed his face, no one in the entire previous dynasty dared to make a sound and displease him.
Throughout the imperial court, only good news was reported, not bad news.
Gradually, the government was completely controlled by those sycophants who flattered the emperor.
Privately, the various factions and families also began to form their own factions and camps.
Currently, the most intense factional struggle in the entire Great Chu is between the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince.
Those who are truly loyal to the Chu Emperor are now few and far between.
The Chu Emperor stared at the young man before him, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"I am giving you a chance to atone for your sins and achieve great merit. Do you want it?"
Duan Rongshi: "This humble subject kowtows to thank Your Majesty."
Li Qingluo felt a sharp pain in her heart upon hearing this.
"So, you accompanied him to the royal cemetery as an opportunity to redeem yourself?"
"Are Yang Qilang and Zhang Tingjiu unaware of this matter?"
"Also, what happened when you went to the cemetery?"
"Ah Shi, you have a wound on your back."
Although it wasn't a bleeding wound.
However, the bloodstains were streaks, which were shocking to Li Qingluo.
She couldn't help but reach out and gently touch it again with her fingertips.
Duan Rongshi suddenly stood up.
He turned around and immediately put on a thin shirt and trousers.
With her long, wet hair flowing down her back, she personally peeled off the fake human skin mask in front of the mirror.
Turning around, he stood before Li Qingluo once more, his face displaying unparalleled benevolence.
"So all you saw were the scars on his back?"
His voice carried a hint of grievance.
He took her hand and gently placed it around his waist.
"I also received a few lashes here."
"Would you like to take a look?"
Touching a taut expanse of abdominal muscles, Li Qing's heart fluttered with desire.
She couldn't help but swallow, blinked, and looked up with a blush on her face.
"Of course I'll take a look."
"come over."
As she spoke, she hooked her arm around his sash and led him into the inner room.
His chest was open.
Water droplets, not yet wiped away, still flowed on the white ravines.
It rolled down the fabric from top to bottom into the waistband, or landed on the back of Li Qingluo's hand.
Li Qingluo's pace quickened involuntarily.
In the blink of an eye, Duan Rongshi was pushed onto the soft bed.
Duan Rongshi couldn't help but pull her into his arms and press her close to his chest.
"Luo'er, do you miss me?"
The intensity in his eyes almost melted her.
Li Qingluo looked away.
"Don't speak."
"I need to see where you are injured first."
She actually pushed him away, then pulled his clothes aside and examined them carefully.
But as she looked at it, her eyes reddened.
She seemed to have never really looked closely at what old wounds he had.
Now, new and old, there is hardly a piece of skin on his body that is completely intact.
A tear fell onto Duan Rongshi's chest.
The heat made him tremble slightly.
"Okay, stop looking."
He knew he couldn't continue this joke.
He then forcefully pulled her back into his arms and held her close.
Li Qingluo: "No, I haven't finished reading it yet!"
She quickly wiped her eyes, then braced herself against his chest and tried to get up again.
Duan Rongshi sat up and pulled her close.
With just one arm around her waist, he completely encircled her body.
"Luo'er, it doesn't look good."
"Let's stop looking."
"Please help your husband... ease the pain of missing you, okay?"
His voice carried a hint of pleading and ingratiation.
This made Li Qingluo's heart soften.
She knew that it was his childhood and past filled with suffering.
Just like her, she didn't mind telling him, but she didn't want him to know too much about it.
Because the past is long gone, they don't want to recall those memories often.
Li Qingluo immediately understood.
So she cupped his face in her hands and smiled with relief: "How about relieving my lovesickness first?"
Their fingers intertwined, the bed curtains gently fell.
Before long, a pile of clothes was scattered on the ground.
Although it was broad daylight, the entire mansion belonged only to the two of them.
As for the servants and subordinates, they had all thoughtfully and sensibly kept their distance, leaving the entire area around Tangdi Residence empty.
Only when the moonlight, like water, flowed into the carved window frames, casting a layer of clear radiance upon the room, did the commotion inside Tangdi Residence finally cease completely.
Li Qingluo drifted off to sleep.
Duan Rongshi got up quietly, first went to the bathroom to wash up, and then dressed properly and went out.
"Have them prepare the meal so the girl can eat when she wakes up."
With a smile, Granny Zheng replied at the courtyard gate, "Don't worry, young master, it's all ready."
Duan Rongshi: "Have Leng Dian come over."
As he walked out in his smart outfit, Leng Dian arrived.
"Master."
Duan Rongshi: "How about chasing the rain?"
Leng Dian frowned and shook his head: "Still not awake."
Duan Rongshi paused for a moment and asked, "Who is taking care of him?"
Leng Dian: "It's a girl named Xi Qiu from the girl's courtyard."
"He has a steady temperament."
Duan Rongshi: "Tell them to keep a closer eye on things."
Leng Dian: "Yes, sir. Shall we go out now?"
Duan Rongshi turned around and glanced at the bedroom in Tangdi Residence.
"Let's go, come with me quickly and return quickly."
Li Qingluo was awakened by hunger in the middle of the night.
Seeing that no one was around, he knew that Duan Rongshi must have gone out of the mansion again.
Li Qinglu lazily got up, picked up some clean clothes from the side and put them on, then looked at the messy bed.
Not only the bed, but also the low couch and the table were so messy that she was embarrassed to recall them.
She quickly got up and put on her outer garment. Just as she made a sound, Que'er's voice came from outside: "Miss? This servant is coming in."
Que'er brought Bao Xia in.
The two of them silently began tidying up the room.
Although they were all too embarrassed to look up, they seemed to have already expected this outcome.
Li Qingluo originally wanted to tidy up herself as soon as possible, but now she couldn't hide anything anymore.
"Cough, Sparrow, I'd like to have a drink of water first."
Que'er brought over the tea: "Please take your time, Miss. The nanny will bring the food right away."
Bao Xia tidied up the low couch by the window and saw a stack of papers on a small wooden table. She respectfully asked, "Miss, is it permissible for this servant to touch these?"
Duan Rong wrote it in his own hand during the middle of several incidents.
Li Qingluo immediately stood up: "Don't move. There's no need to move over there, I'll clean up myself."
Bao Xia: "Yes, sir."
So they came over and quickly tidied up the bed with Que'er, changing the sheets and blankets.
Li Qingluo's skin was already thick enough.
He simply sat cross-legged on the low couch to see what Duan Rongshi was writing.
Actually, it's about the thing he didn't have time to say.
Fearing she wouldn't be able to wait, I simply wrote it down so she could see it as soon as she opened her eyes.
It turns out that three days ago, Emperor Chu, accompanied by a group of personal guards and Duan Rongshi, went to the imperial mausoleum to steal the corpse.
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