Chapter 60 Chapter 60 [VIP]
In mid-autumn, the weather gradually turns cooler.
The wind outside was bleak and the sky was a grayish blue.
The emperor had never been so confused in his life.
When he heard the word "love", his chest seemed to tremble for a moment.
When they were most intimate last night, the emperor didn't dare to imagine that Yuan Mu loved him.
She may have some vague feelings for him, but it can never rise to the level of "love".
But Yuan Mu is saying this now.
However, when he heard the second half of her words, the emperor's expression changed instantly.
He said hurriedly, "I never thought of it that way, Luo!"
"I didn't mean to deceive you," the emperor said, gazing at Yuan Mu. "If I said this was an accident, would you believe me?"
His eyes dropped slightly, and his pale knuckles touched her face.
"That day, I entered the main city and happened to see you returning," the emperor said with a strained voice. "I simply wanted to meet you, so I fabricated Yuan Zhen's identity."
There were extremely complicated emotions in his almond-shaped eyes.
Yuan Mu looked up at the emperor.
She should have recognized him.
He was born handsome, and even with half of his face covered, his jawline was still too superior.
The emperor's attitude towards her did not change at all, it was the same gentleness as Helan Zhen.
Even if the 22-year-old Helan Zhen herself came here, she might not be that similar.
But some strange sense of luck made Yuan Mu ignore all the things that were wrong.
It can't be such a coincidence.
The emperor's affairs were so busy, and he had always been morbidly paranoid.
If she was really caught, she would probably be forcibly taken back to the palace that night. How could she possibly be so humble?
The saddest thing in this world is that love, hate, anger and ignorance are all intertwined in one person.
When Yuan Muchu entered the palace, she was deeply trapped in this pain. She hated the emperor, but loved Helan Zhen.
Now she is in the same situation again.
She hated the emperor, but loved Yuanzhen.
Yuan Mu fell into the same dead end again and again.
"I really didn't mean to lie to you," the emperor's voice trembled slightly. "I just wanted to see you and see if you were doing well."
It starts from emotion and ends with etiquette.
For so long, he has not done anything out of the ordinary. He is like a considerate friend, taking care of Yuan Mu everywhere.
It was Yuan Mu who first came up with the idea, and it was also Yuan Mu who broke up the peaceful relationship.
The emperor cherished her very much and did countless extraordinary things for her. Even if Yuan Mu asked him to kill his close ministers, he might be able to do it.
So Yuan Mu was in even more pain.
If he tormented her, plundered her, and did things that annoyed her, she would have reason to hurt him and hate him.
But the emperor did nothing.
He changed himself, being humble and guarding her side with a low status, just hoping that she could be happy and successful.
His love for her is deep and profound.
Yuan Mu couldn't believe that after so much time had passed, the emperor still didn't know Yuan Wei's background.
But this time, he didn't say a single extra word, and he didn't even go to her mansion many times.
The fortune teller was absolutely right.
Her whole life was ruined by love.
When Yuan Mu met Helan Zhen when he was young, he began to have expectations for the future and a desire for love for the first time.
After going around in circles, almost ten years have passed, and she is still trapped in that summer night.
Yuan Mu wanted to break free, and she once thought she could break free.
She was able to move on from many things in the past.
Even during those two most difficult years in the deep palace, when she endured countless days and nights of torture, she was able to slowly get rid of them.
But Yuan Mu suddenly realized that she had never been able to get out of Helan Zhen's shadow.
She wanted to use the sharpest words to pierce the emperor's heart, but the first thing she said was: "Why do you do this? Why do you keep haunting me like this?"
Yuan Mu stood up, her chest heaving violently.
She looked down at the emperor and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Yuan Mu was aggressive, but the emperor just stretched out his arms and held her in his arms.
He was like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time. The moment he hugged her, he looked as if he had seen a clear spring in an oasis.
"Because I love you," the emperor lowered his eyes, "because I have always loved you, A'luo."
It seemed as if something was about to fall from his almond-shaped eyes.
"I don't want anything, A'luo," the emperor said hoarsely, "I just hope you can be well."
But Yuan Mu couldn't bear to hear any words of love now.
She shouted in a hoarse voice, "Imprisoning me, plundering me, is this how you love me?"
"Even if everything that happened during my amnesia is written off," Yuan Mu said, his eyes fixed on her, "after that, didn't you still hurt me and force me?"
She was lost and felt something was controlling her. Was this love?
Recalling the past, Yuan Mu’s emotions became extremely intense.
, straddling him.
He had just been seriously injured in the shoulder, and the poison had seeped into it.
The wound was torn apart and blood immediately gushed out.
But the emperor seemed to feel no pain. When Yuan Mu grabbed his neck, he didn't even struggle at all.
There was a look of apology in his eyes, like a sign of atonement.
If Helan Zhen had been that tall back then.
Yuan Mu would never fall in love with him.
If he disdains to have anything to do with her and refuses to give her any love.
Yuan Mu would never go down that dead end.
Everything between them is wrong, even love is wrong.
At a certain moment, Yuan Mu really wanted to kill the emperor and put an end to all the mistakes between them.
She looked at his slightly moving lips, her vision blurred and she couldn't make out what he was saying.
But when Yuan Mu leaned over and heard the words "It's okay", she suddenly collapsed to the extreme.
The Emperor was saying, "It's okay, A'lo."
His voice was hoarse: "It doesn't matter if you kill me, Luo."
All of Yuan Mu's strength was drained at that moment. She covered her face and cried, unable to speak.
If the emperor had not grabbed her waist in time, she would not have been able to sit still.
"What happened before was all my fault," he said hoarsely, "It's okay if you never love me, and it's okay if you never forgive me."
The emperor embraced Yuan Mu and whispered, "I just hope you'll be fine."
Her body was shaking and tears were falling uncontrollably.
Yuan Mu's thoughts were a chaotic blank.
But now her body was too weak to bear even the slightest intense emotion. After crying for a while, she leaned drowsily into the emperor's arms again.
The emperor's shoulder bones were soaked in blood, and his pale neck was covered with purple bruises.
He didn't care at all.
But when he saw Yuan Mu fainted, the emperor's pupils suddenly constricted, and he immediately shouted loudly: "Quickly call the imperial physician!"
The Royal Envoy had just rested when other imperial physicians came over.
When they saw that the emperor's outer robe was soaked with blood, their expressions suddenly changed.
But the emperor's first words were: "Take her pulse first."
Yuan Mu started to have a fever that night. Her condition was so serious that she easily developed a high fever.
When she was awakened, her consciousness was confused and her mind seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Yuan Mu was held in the emperor's arms in a daze. Her outer robe was half-removed, and she was wearing nothing underneath, revealing a large area of her snow-white skin.
The beautiful butterfly bones trembled, so delicate that they seemed like jade carvings.
The outer robe was piled on her waist and hips, making her icy skin and bones look even more radiant.
Yuan Mu was held in the emperor's arms, her face flushed and her watery eyes were confused. It was not until the silver needle pierced into the acupuncture point that she realized what she was doing.
It hurts so much.
Yuan Mu's tears immediately fell.
"I don't want it..." She struggled, "I don't want the needle..."
Yuan Mu's hands were against the emperor's body. She used her hands and feet to try to escape from his arms, but before she could do anything, the emperor grabbed her ankles and pulled her back into his arms.
He whispered, "Be obedient, A'Luo."
"You have a severe fever," the emperor scolded. "If you don't give me acupuncture, you'll burn yourself out."
He seldom spoke harshly to her.
But Yuan Mu was like a willful child and refused to listen to him no matter what.
She cried so hard that the emperor had no choice but to tie her wrists with silk and hold her in his arms.
The acupuncture process was long and painful. Yuan Mu couldn't move, so he bit the emperor's finger bones with his teeth, leaving deep bloody marks on his knuckles.
But he looked at the bloodstain without any displeasure on his face.
The emperor kissed Yuan Mu's forehead gently and whispered, "Don't cry, the pain will go away soon."
She gets acupuncture every time she has a fever, and it is indeed the most effective method.
Yuan Mu's rationality recovered a little, but she wanted to vent her anger.
Biting her finger didn't hurt at all. She used a lot of strength but couldn't draw much blood.
Yuan Mu raised his head angrily and bit the emperor's lips. In an instant, a rusty smell spread between their lips and teeth.
The emperor was caught off guard by her kiss.
In other words, it's not called a kiss, it should be called a bite.
However, even such a thing was acceptable to the emperor.
By the time the acupuncture was over, Yuan Mu didn't even have the energy to vent his anger.
She leaned listlessly in the emperor's arms, her snow-white skin shining in the tent, as bright as a night pearl.
The emperor hugged Yuan Mu's waist and murmured, "You'll be fine after drinking the medicine, dear A'Luo."
When he coaxed her, it was just like coaxing a child.
But Yuan Mu didn't appreciate it at all. When she heard the word "drink medicine", she wanted to get out of bed immediately.
Her outer robe hung loosely around her shoulders, and her whole body seemed shaped by frost and snow.
The emperor grabbed Yuan Mu's waist and forced her onto his lap. She kicked her legs and cried, "You lied to me! I don't want to take the medicine anymore!"
When the attendant brought the bowl of medicine, the emperor took it and drank it directly, then pressed his lips against hers, feeding all the medicine into her mouth.
This was the way he usually used to feed Yuan Mu medicine.
After drinking the medicine, the emperor immediately fed malt sugar into Yuan Mu's mouth.
His lip was bitten by her, and the blood mark had just scabbed over when it cracked again. When he pursed his lips, a rusty smell came out, but he just lowered his eyes and wiped away the blood with his fingertips.
I was tossing and turning all night.
Yuan Mu's face was flushed, and there was a hint of crimson in the corners of her eyes. Seeing her sickly appearance, the emperor wished he could take her place.
He couldn't bear to see Yuan Mu suffer, and he would rather get seriously ill than see her frown.
Yuan Mu slept for a long time today. After the acupuncture and the medicine, his body was in great pain and his sleepiness was almost gone.
She turned her back, rubbed her eyes, and wiped away her tears silently.
The emperor's heart ached. He hugged Yuan Mu from behind and whispered, "Does it still hurt? Can I ask the imperial physician to get some more painkillers?"
When she cries, the fragrance on her body becomes particularly strong.
Her whole body was filled with fragrance, and from her snow-white neck to her ankles, there was a faint aroma floating in the air.
Yuan Mu shook his head and said in a weak voice: "No."
She has grown up a lot, but in the eyes of the emperor, she is still that weak and helpless child.
If I fall and hurt my knee, I will cry with tears all over my face.
The emperor embraced Yuan Mu from behind.
He was much taller than her, his chin resting on her snow-white neck, and when his palms covered her abdomen, he almost held her whole body in his arms.
"I didn't have time to tell you during the day," he whispered, "I have already made a will. If I die one day, you can rest assured and be your queen mother."
The emperor had arranged everything long before.
He had even selected the ministers to advise him.
The emperor always prepared everything in advance, but Yuan Mu couldn't stand hearing such words.
"Why do you always say such unlucky things?" she turned over, "and do such unlucky things?"
There were tears in Yuan Mu's eyes and anger in his voice.
Her voice was nasal and she had been crying for too long, so her voice was hoarse and weak, which made people feel sorry for her.
The emperor didn't expect that such a sentence could anger her, and his hand that was about to touch her face stopped in mid-air.
"...I'm sorry, Luo," he lowered his eyes, "I said the wrong thing."
The emperor's indulgence has no bottom line. No matter what Yuan Mu does, he always remains silent and humble.
She really hated him, hated that he had hurt her, hated that he wanted to make it up to her, and hated that he was overly gentle and tolerant towards her.
Why are there such people in the world?
Yuan Mu couldn't find the answer, so she just relied on instinct and bit the emperor's lips again to vent her anger.
Her hands scratched randomly, and her already loose robe became even more disheveled in the process.
Yuan Mu has never been proactive.
She didn't know how to do it, nor could she find the right point to exert her strength. She clearly wanted to humiliate the emperor, but in the end her eyes became moist.
She has recently gotten used to being with Yuanzhen. He always agrees with her and indulges her in every way.
The little girl who was once so stubborn now has a delicate look in her eyes.
The emperor wished that Yuan Mu could be as spoiled and indulgent as an ordinary noble lady. If she had not had those experiences, she would have been a very happy child.
Seeing her like this, his heart almost melted.
The emperor held Yuan Mu's waist, kissed her lips very lightly, covered her small hand with his big palm, and slowly guided her.
He coaxed Yuan Mu and asked, "Let me kiss you first, okay?"
Yuan Mu was so confused and fascinated by the kiss that his eyes gradually lost focus.
Her hands gripped the emperor's shoulders, leaving bloody marks on his shoulders even through his outer robe.
But the emperor didn't even frown.
He put Yuan Mu's soiled robe aside, then changed his posture and picked her up.
The emperor drank a little water, rinsed his mouth, and then brought the cup to Yuan Mu's lips. After seeing that she had drunk some water, he continued to coax her.
After drinking the water, he kissed her softly and then inserted his knuckles into her fingers.
It seemed to be raining outside.
The sound of rain knocked on the window lattice, and the sky and the earth melted into the rain curtain.
When the rain stopped, Yuan Mu finally fell asleep, and the high fever on her forehead subsided a lot.
The emperor held Yuan Mu and bathed her, then carried her back into the tent.
It had been a long time since he had seen her so closely.
The emperor leaned over and kissed Yuan Mu's forehead. When he kissed him, his eyes were filled with the piety of a believer serving a god.
She was his life. She was his everything.
The emperor is willing to give Yuan Mu anything. If she wants it, what's wrong with giving her his life?
The night fell into silence, but he was reluctant to fall asleep.
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Yuan Mu's high fever completely subsided early the next morning.
But when she woke up, it was already noon.
It rained last night, and now the rain is still falling outside.
When Yuan Mu looked up and saw the unfamiliar dome, it took her some time to sort out her thoughts.
She lay in the tent and didn't get up immediately. She just stared blankly for a moment with her eyes open.
But Yuan Mu didn't say anything. The servants also noticed that she had woken up. The maid called out in surprise: "Miss, you are awake."
I don’t know if the emperor had told them in advance, or if they didn’t know, but they didn’t call Yuan Mu by the name that he hated.
Yuan Mu had a fever for a long time and his muscles and bones were sore.
The emperor seemed to be talking to someone outside. A servant quietly went out to inform him, and then he came in after a while.
His expression was peaceful and his voice was gentle: "Are you feeling better, A'Luo?"
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" The emperor stroked Yuan Mu's forehead naturally, "I'll have someone bring some food first."
She had no strength and looked listless.
Yuan Mu nodded. She hadn't eaten anything for the past two days, and her stomach was already empty.
Her expression remained the same, but the emperor's brows relaxed a lot. He immediately arranged for someone to bring the meal over, and then accompanied Yuan Mu to have the meal.
He held the spoon and fed her one spoonful at a time.
Yuan Mu ate very slowly, and the emperor did not show any impatience.
There was no convenient clothing for her to wear, so she put on his outer robe. The dark color of the robe made her snow-white jaw look even sharper.
Yuan Mu looked like a snow-white little fox, wrapped in a black robe.
She finished her meal slowly and pushed her plate away.
After the meal, the imperial physician came over to take another look.
Yuan Mu's health was severely deficient, and excessive emotional fluctuations alone could make her seriously ill.
The emperor didn't even dare to imagine how she had survived the past six months.
But he didn't dare tell her anything. Even the imperial physician had told them in advance not to tell the truth in front of her.
The imperial physician said only auspicious words, but Yuan Mu didn't listen.
She leaned back in the tent, holding the quilt in her arms, still looking listless.
Her black hair was loose, and her eyes were clear and blue, like a pool of moonlight.
Yuan Mu looked at the fine rain outside the window, but his pupils were not focused, as if he was absent-minded or in a daze.
When the emperor turned around, he saw her expression like this.
His chest suddenly tightened.
When Yuan Mu was in the palace, he always had this expression.
She has no control over anything that happens around her.
No freedom, no privacy.
Every mumbling during a nightmare will be questioned again and again.
If you live like this for a long time, you will feel a sense of fatigue and don’t care about anything.
Yuan Mu doesn't care about life or death.
To her, living is living, and dead is dead, and there is no clear boundary between the two.
But Yuan Mu hasn't shown such an expression for a long time.
Every time the emperor saw her, he could feel her enthusiasm and vitality.
Being the leader of a region is a very hard job, but Yuan Mu has never had any complaints.
She is well suited to be in power, especially in a place like this with a history of brutal rule.
But just as the emperor was about to say something, Yuan Mu turned sideways. She looked up at him calmly, as if she was not the one who had been entangled with him last night.
"Are you going to take me back?" she asked softly.
The emperor was stunned, and the words he wanted to say stuck at his lips.
He just said subconsciously: "No."
Yuan Mu's long eyelashes trembled, and she said softly, "Don't take what I said yesterday seriously."
When she was infatuated with love, she also said many love words.
What touched the emperor the most was the sentence "Can you be with me forever?" At that moment, his chest was burning.
But Yuan Mu's words now instantly extinguished his fantasy like cold water.
"What we say in bed can't be considered true, right?" Yuan Mu raised his eyes, "This is what you taught me before."
The sharp arrow shot long ago pierced the emperor's heart many years later.
He stood there, unable to utter a single word in defense.
The emperor simply whispered, "I'm sorry, A'luo."
"Now that everything is fine, I want to go back home," Yuan Mu said softly, "Can you help me prepare a carriage? Thank you."
She was polite and courteous, as if he were a stranger.
There was a quiet coldness in Yuan Mu's eyes, and that indifference was exactly the same as that of the emperor.
At this moment, he had ten thousand ways to keep her, but after countless complicated emotions flashed through his mind, he just nodded slightly and said yes.
But before leaving, the emperor still rested his hands on the wall of the carriage.
"Is the doctor in the palace suitable?" he asked in a low voice, "Take the two imperial physicians back."
There was pleading in the emperor's eyes, but Yuan Mu did not agree in the end. After the carriage started moving, she pressed her knuckles against her brow.
She hugged her robe tightly and buried her face in her knees.
Yuan Mu looked very bad. When she returned home, Yuan Wei's expression changed again and again. There was a deep blue in his eyes, as if he had not slept for several days and nights.
"I told you not to mess with men," he said in a low voice, "Have you learned your lesson now?"
But when he said this, Yuan Wei's voice was trembling.
Even a man who served two dynasties would have such a moment.
Yuan Mu lowered his eyes and said, "I'm a little tired. I want to rest for a while."
She returned to her inner room and continued to sleep until the sky was completely dark.
Yuan Mu sat up and looked outside and asked.
Her life was like the night sky, always mired in chaos. Whenever she thought she had found her direction, the dark fog would overturn her again.
She held her chin and looked for a moment.
Yuan Mu didn't know what she was going to do now.
Just when she was doing nothing, the man in luxurious robes walked in again from outside.
They had only been apart for a few hours, and he couldn't help but reveal his true nature?
Yuan Mu looked at the emperor calmly, but she didn't expect that the first words he said after hugging her were: "I will take Ah Zhang and Yan Fei as your male concubines, okay?"
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