She slept for a long time. When she woke up, she smelled the faint aroma of rice porridge, which piqued her appetite. She had never expected that he had such a skill. He carefully poured out a bowl of rice porridge on the low table and blew on it carefully until the steam on the porridge subsided a little. He looked at her who sat up and said, "I guess you're hungry too."
He held a celadon bowl in his right hand and a small spoon in his left, and walked towards the bedside cautiously, as if he was afraid that the porridge would spill. He sat on the bedside, glanced at her pale face, and said distressedly, "This emperor will pay attention next time."
He was like a child who had done something wrong and was sincerely admitting his mistake to her.
She was so surprised that she could fit an egg in the corner of her mouth, but she still stretched out her hand in a daze, wanting to take the bowl. However, he turned his hand aside, his gentle eyes as always, and said, "This emperor will feed you."
Although she had not drunk any alcohol, she felt a little drunk at the moment. She was drunk because of his eyes as dark as ink, and his extraordinary features, which were like scenery from a landscape painting. However, his every move was so cautious, for fear of angering her. He had none of the extremely domineering attitude he had yesterday.
She nodded, gathered her hair together, and leaned lazily on his shoulder. He held up the porcelain bowl and patiently fed her spoonful after spoonful. The rice porridge was very fragrant. He knew her preferences and specially put some minced meat in it. At this time, mixed with the aroma of meat, she ate happily and felt that she finally had the feeling of being served.
As expected, life is so comfortable when you have someone to support you!
She thought happily in her heart, some porridge stains slid down the corner of her mouth, but he took the trouble to wipe it for her with his sleeve. It was as if the starlight in the sky was mixed and fell into his eyes. She said, "I almost suspected that I was dreaming."
He was caught off guard, and she reached out and hugged him. Even at this moment, she still felt like she was walking on thin ice, as if the ice would break at any moment and she would fall into the cold icy lake. She rubbed his clothes and said, "It's good that you can find someone you like now. At least, I don't have to worry about you being alone in the future."
At this moment, she felt like she was saying her last words. His embrace was so warm, like a fireplace in winter, and she was reluctant to let go.
He freed one hand to stroke her back and said, "From the beginning to the end, this emperor has only had you as his woman.
Yaoge, it was just Luo Yun who deceived me. It was you."
He just thought that she had misunderstood something, but he never expected that after hearing what he said, she raised her head, looked at him seriously, and said quietly, "I would rather you had someone you liked."
He put the porcelain bowl and spoon aside and took her in his arms. Looking at her lazy expression, he said, "Are you worried about the Immortal Realm? Ha... Do you want to know what the Emperor and Empress of Heaven are like now?"
She blinked, feeling a little lost, but saw his fingertips draw a circle in the air. The originally calm air surged rapidly, gradually forming a mirror. On the mirror, the dark prison was clearly reflected, and there were even scenes of rats running around.
Looking closer, a middle-aged man and woman in tattered clothing were chained across their shoulder blades. Their faces were covered in dust, and their eyes were as still as still water, without a ripple. Standing next to them was… Rizo.
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