Feng Guang clutched his shirt tightly, sobbing softly, "Did that chieftain torture you? Did he lock you in a water dungeon? Did he whip you and rub salt water on your wounds?"
"Your Majesty, where did you hear about these methods of torture?"
Of course, it was on television. During her imprisonment, Feng Guang couldn't help but think the worst. She asked forcefully, "Did Qian Qiu do anything excessive to you?"
"Your Majesty is overthinking it. He wouldn't dare touch me." Gu Yan kissed her eye again. The way she cared about him was just too adorable.
Feng Guang didn't believe it. Even if he were missing an arm or a leg, he would probably just laugh and say it was nothing. She sat up straight and started to take off his clothes.
Gu Yan let her remove it, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is so enthusiastic. It seems that you have missed me very much since we last met."
"Hmph, I want to see if you're really injured! You can't lie to me!" Feng Guang quickly stripped off his robe, revealing his delicate collarbone and strong, muscular chest. She didn't see any other injuries, but the white cloth bandaging his chest wound was slightly stained red. She froze, and her tears fell even harder. "Are you an idiot?! Why didn't you say I hurt you?"
"I prefer seeing Your Majesty's eagerness for me to see the pain." Gu Yan wiped away her tears. "Don't cry, I'm not in pain. These minor injuries will heal soon."
“You lost so much blood back then…” she choked up, “You were so badly injured, you were almost dying…”
"Am I not now properly before Your Majesty?"
"Don't call me Your Majesty!" Feng Guang carefully avoided his wound this time, reaching out to wrap her arms around his neck and hug him. "I don't want to be any Your Majesty. Sitting on the throne isn't fun, and it will only cause the people around me to get hurt because of me..."
"His Majesty……"
"I told you not to call me that!"
Her tears soaked his clothes. Gu Yan sighed, "Feng Guang, it's not your fault that I got hurt."
She cried, "If it weren't for me... you wouldn't have hurt yourself..."
“Fengguang.” Gu Yan put one arm around her waist and lifted her chin with the other, making her look up at him. His eyes were filled with tenderness that could make anyone lose their mind. “Listen carefully, this is not my fault, nor is it your fault. The fault lies with that wolfish and ambitious Qian Qiu.”
Well, let Chief Qian continue to take the blame.
"Chief Qian..." Suddenly remembering this person, she asked nervously, "Why did he suddenly release you? Does he have other motives?"
"No need to worry. The Duke of Zhenguo and General Lan led their troops into the capital. Now, all of Qian Qiu's men have been killed. As the culprit, he has naturally been executed as well."
Feng Guang gritted his teeth, "It's such a waste to let him die so easily!"
Of course, he wouldn't let him die so easily. He ordered four of his men to dismember Qian Qiu. The word "dismember" meant that Qian Qiu's hands and feet were removed. Qian Qiu was still alive, living a life worse than death.
But he wouldn't let Feng Guang know about this.
“Now that it’s just the two of us, why should Fengguang waste her energy thinking about other people?” He leaned close to her ear, letting out a light, flirtatious laugh, and said in a captivating tone, “Fengguang, you should see if my skills have become rusty these days?”
Feng Guang took a step back, understanding the meaning behind his words, and exclaimed, "You're still injured, behave yourself!"
"I'm injured..." Gu Yan said in a hoarse voice, "In that collection of erotic books, is there any mention of the Guanyin Sitting on a Lotus move?"
Feng Guang was slightly stunned, then his face turned bright red.
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