"The last time I rode a horse was during the war last year."
"Now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, Your Majesty can rest assured."
Shen Xiaohan: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you a question." He didn't call himself "I", but Tang Wan understood what he meant.
He only asked in his own identity, as Shen Xiaohan, not as His Majesty of the Canglang Kingdom.
"Your Majesty, please feel free to ask any questions you have."
"Don't call me Your Majesty, at least not in private."
"good."
"Are you truly sincere towards me? When I demoted you to be my concubine, did you really not resent me?"
Shen Xiaohan looked at the top of her head and felt his heart was about to jump out. He even regretted asking this question.
What should she say? Should she say she doesn't resent? How could she not resent being treated so rudely?
"Forget it, just pretend I never asked."
"No."
"What did you say?"
"I said, I don't hate you, Shen Xiaohan." There was a smile in her tone. Her dark hair was blown messily by the wind, and it flew onto Shen Xiaohan's face, making his eyes blurry.
The hair was filled with a subtle fragrance, sweet but not cloying.
She clutched Shen Xiaohan's hand that was protecting her abdomen: "I know you are the same as me. You are just too lonely and have locked yourself away. So, I was too abrupt and suddenly proposed to appear in your territory. It is reasonable for you to be wary of me."
Shen Xiaohan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there would be someone in this world who would feel sorry for him.
His mother once said that loving someone means feeling guilty and heartbroken, because the more heartbroken you are, the harder it is to let go, and the harder you can't let go, the more heartbroken you will feel. This cycle will continue until you love her deeply.
When a person begins to feel sorry for another person, it proves that he is deeply in love and cannot extricate himself.
This kind of love is not just love, but also friendship and brotherhood. But whether it is love, friendship, or brotherhood, they are all precious emotions in this world. If you can get them, you should naturally cherish them.
"Wanwan, when you give birth to our child, you will be mine, my wife."
The wind was so loud that Tang Wan didn't hear what he said. She just tilted her head slightly, and a red mark appeared on Shen Xiaohan's face.
It's her lip balm.
He rested his chin on her shoulder and chuckled softly, "Let's keep this a secret for now."
Shen Xiaohan and her strolled around for a while and then returned to the palace.
Many people noticed the red marks on his face, as if declaring sovereignty.
Several concubines who truly loved him almost tore the handkerchief into pieces.
"What a vixen." Rong Da Ying could hardly suppress his anger and pinched Zhao Hai's hands until they were covered in blood.
But soon, she smiled brightly and thought to herself, "My brother's people will be here soon. When the time comes, let's see what you will do."
I don't know if Shen Xiaohan, who is in great trouble, can still protect that vixen so calmly.
At the banquet.
While drinking, Rong Da Ying gave a wink to the person in the dark, and the person in the dark immediately understood what he meant.
Rong agreed and raised her glass: "Your Majesty, I offer you a toast. I was too ignorant in the past, but I will change my ways in the future. I hope you can forgive me."
"Yeah." Shen Xiaohan had no intention of drinking the wine she offered him, and replying with a "hmm" was already a great courtesy.
Rong Ying raised his hands in the air, feeling his face burning as everyone was looking at him.
That fake smile froze on his face.
"Your Majesty, I have also sent someone to find a few glass cups. They are exquisitely crafted. I am sure you and Concubine Han will like them."
"Show it up." Rong agreed and his face lit up with joy. Although he didn't show much joy on his face, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
Shen Xiaohan's expression was cold. He knew that someone was about to take action, but he didn't intend to stop him. He just wanted to do it this way, thinking that he was not on guard at all.
The palace servant brought up a tray with several glass lamps on it. They were indeed colorful and sparkling, and were rare and precious items.
"Your Majesty, please look at this. I bought this from overseas. Please inspect it."
Shen Xiaohan went down alone, not noticing that Tang Wan followed him down.
He picked up a teacup with one hand, but the palace servant's expression suddenly changed. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and his clear eyes immediately turned ferocious: "You dog emperor, I want your dog life."
After he said this, a dozen masked men in black jumped out from the darkness. They were tall and held daggers in their hands. They were probably well-trained secret guards.
Shen Xiaohan had fought on the battlefield before, so he was not afraid. He drew out his soft sword and slashed the necks of the two men with his backhand.
Another man in black wanted to come over and stab him in the back, but Shen Xiaohan kicked the man's knee. With a snap, the man's knee broke instantly.
He fell to the ground and wailed in pain.
A dozen people rushed forward, and Shen Xiaohan fought against the enemy with his generals and blocked the water with earth without any fear.
At this time, he saw that several people were about to commit suicide, so he quickly summoned the secret guards. They must be kept alive, as only by keeping them alive could there be evidence.
"Your Majesty, be careful!!!" He turned around and saw Tang Wan standing in front of him. The dagger pierced her shoulder. She opened her eyes wide, blinked, and tears slid down her eyes.
Shen Xiaohan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he kicked the man far away.
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted onto his neck. He looked at Tang Wan, whose eyes were gradually blurring out, and shouted, "Call the imperial physician!!!!!"
.......
"How is she?" Shen Xiaohan's eyes were red. He hadn't slept for a whole day and night.
The person who was chatting and laughing with you yesterday is now lying there, and you don’t know whether he is dead or alive. His heart seems to have been torn into pieces and piled together in blood.
Doctor Wang shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, the queen is fine now, but she lost the baby in her womb."
A heavy sense of loss suddenly swept over me.
How come I can’t keep it?
"Is there any other way?" She was so looking forward to this child that she would tell him stories every day and sew small clothes for him.
Now she is told that it is gone. How can she accept it?
Not to mention her as a mother, he himself couldn't accept it at all.
What difference does it make now that the child is gone, since a piece of flesh has been cut out from the parents' hearts?
"Your Majesty, this is the best possible outcome. Your Majesty, the injuries she suffered were too severe, nearly damaging her heart and lungs. She was extremely traumatized, which is why she miscarried. You're lucky to be able to keep your life."
Doctor Wang cupped his hands, indicating that he had no other options.
Shen Xiaohan couldn't make things difficult for him. He had already found the best imperial physician, and even he couldn't do anything about it. That meant he was really helpless.
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