Luo Changan never slept for another night last night. Before, I felt that the Emperor's feelings for her were so strong that she could not understand.

In the past twenty days, she always sat wither and couldn't sleep. The emperor was missing in her mind, and she realized the state of thought that she could not think about.

Since the candlelight burned out last night, she did not light a new candle. The room gradually became brighter from the darkness and dawn.

She pulled up the heavy curtains in the house, and she didn't want it to be dawn.

It's dawn and my brother will come to pick her up home.

However, it was just a self-deception. In fact, it was already dawn.

Luo Changan leaned against the curtain for a long time and finally sighed and let's go.

She took out the spare door key of the Eastern Palace from her sleeve. It was not often used. There were palace servants guarding the gate on both sides, but there were some spare ones. She put the key on the desk, then picked up the "full moon", looked around and looked around the room that was like the evening because the curtains were closed. In this room, she had been married to the Emperor for the last half month, full of memories.

Her eyes were also wet.

She touched the fur of the full moon and walked towards the door.

Liu Qin should have arrived at Xuanwu Gate.

Perhaps because he didn't have a good rest, Luo Changan felt uncomfortable and felt a little nauseous. His throat tightened and he felt a little refreshed after drinking a few sips of flower tea.

She came to the bedroom door, put her hand on the door handle and gently pulled it. Then she heard a muffled sound, and the door opened, and the dazzling sunset made her narrow her eyes slightly.

I thought I would see the garden with a wide view in the courtyard, but after I opened the door, I saw the picturesque... Emperor!

"Emperor!" Before Luo Changan realized it, he had already called him happily. After more than a month of recuperation, her voice had recovered a little sweetness. The corners of his mouth bent towards her, and she said again: "You are here, Emperor."

The Emperor supported his hand on her door frame. She didn't know how long he had been here, but it was raining in the early morning. The osmanthus petals fell on the yard. His clothes were a little wet. Perhaps it was because he was in a hurry. The heels brought to the rain on the clothes. Some water dripping from his clothes were dripping down a small stall. It seemed that he had been standing outside the door for a while.

"Yes, it's here." Di Qianao landed his deep eyes on her cheek.

Luo Changan waited for more than twenty days and finally waited for him before leaving the palace. Her heart was beating wildly and she had never been so happy. She was concerned: "Are you done with river management? I heard that the flood began to dissipate. The rains were raining again these two days, but it was all light rain. You don't have to worry too much, there will be no more heavy floods."

"I'm done. It's over." Di Qianao just stared at her deeply and said quietly: "I've been here for two quarters of an hour. I can't knock on the door. I raised my hand a few times, but I fell down again."

Luo Changan nodded, "I have difficulty going out. I hesitated for a long time before going out. If I had known you were outside, I would have opened the door earlier."

Di Qianao tried to explain, but he knew it was true or false, "I returned to the palace two or three days ago. I had something to do with him, but I couldn't come. It's not... I deliberately dragged it out."

Luo Changan nodded, "I understand."

"Didn't sleep well last night? Luo Chang'an."

"I didn't sleep last night." Luo Changan said the truth, "You didn't sleep well either? There was some blood in your eyes."

"I haven't slept all night."

Di Qianao was quite haggard. He forced the dragon boots into the house and looked around. Finally, he saw on the table that the key on the East Palace gate had been placed on the table. He took the key and put it down again, "Didn't you say that I'll give it to you when I come back? I just handed over the key and planned to leave?"

Luo Changan lowered his jaw and whispered: "I have been waiting for more than 20 days. My brother taught me a lesson several times. After all, I am separated and living there is no more. My brother said I don't love myself and have no backbone. He said that my parents would be angry with me. It's so ugly. You have been back for two or three days, but I haven't come here. I thought you were busy and forgot about my business."

Luo Changan spoke softer and softer.

"Can you forget your affairs?" Di Qianao took two steps tightly and came to her. He raised his hand to hold the lion dog cub in her arms, put it on the ground, then he lowered his head, staring at the phoenix ornaments on her cheek, and whispered: "I heard that you promised the Lord that you were leaving today, and you will come immediately. Look, my news is in effect."

"Yes." Luo Changan subconsciously avoided. Every time he looked at her phoenix ornaments, she was timid. She didn't want him to see the scars on her face.

"In the past half month, I heard that you have said goodbye to Yeying, Cang Miao, Qiu Yan and other familiar people one by one." Di Qianao asked, but his eyes were more eager to condense on the phoenix ornament on her cheeks.

"Yes."

"It's my turn. What's my farewell like? I have a better relationship with you than them. Saying goodbye is more sincere!"

Di Qianao suddenly put his hand into the hair on the side of her damaged face, exposing her entire phoenix ornament to his sight, and his eyes hovered over her phoenix ornament.

The word sincerity made Luo Changan feel nervous.

Luo Changan felt his strong gaze falling on her broken face, and subconsciously turned his face away.

Di Qianao's hand stopped her, making her unable to open her cheeks and could only face him.

She vaguely realized what he wanted to say goodbye and sincerity, and she was... not ready.

"Recently, I have been clarifying myself to you and confessing myself. There is something in front of me that I can show you anything." Di Qianao said slowly, "I hope you can also be honest."

Luo Changan's cheek was taught to him, and he couldn't open his cheeks, so he hung his jaw.

Di Qianao lifted her jaw up and made her look at him.

Luo Changan's heartbeat accelerated, "The Emperor... Don't do this, it's so embarrassing."

"I...you have to do this. Listen, I will throw away the bricks and jade first, and remove my own cover." Di Qianao said, lifting his trembling wrist with white silk to her eyes. "You have quietly looked at the white silk on my wrist many times. I know you are dissatisfied with me to cover your name."

Luo Changan whispered: "I heard some rumors that I was a ghost-restrained person. At first I believed three minutes, but at this time I didn't believe anything. But I was also lost because you were wrapped in white silk. Are you afraid that people would see my name?"

"It's not a ghost-controlling person, it's a soul-induced person. It's not afraid of people seeing it, or fear of being unable to see it. I wish I could roll up my sleeves in winter." Di Qianao took off the white silk and put it on the table. A red '绿' inside the white silk was clearly visible, and Luo Chang'an's name was revealed on his wrist, "Even if you are a ghost, I want you to come and get entangled with me."

Luo Chang'an's heart hit his mouth suddenly, his eyes deep in his eyes. Her breathing was a little tight, and his ambergris was everywhere in her breath. All the misunderstandings about him slowly unraveled, and his reluctance became stronger and stronger.

"I haven't picked the white silk yet, just to wait for exchange with you now."

"Exchange?" Luo Changan was embarrassed.

"Yes, I have removed the cover of the character cinnabar on my lower wrist, and you must also remove the cover of the cover on your cheek. This is...fair!"

"Emperor!...No."

Di Qianao slowly raised his hand and pinched the Fengge who covered the scar on her cheek with her slender fingers. His heartbeats quickly and his voice became nervous at a rare moment. "The Mid-Autumn Festival admiral was interrupted. I said 'I want to see'. I haven't finished speaking. Now I continue the words and show me the scar. I want to see."

As he said that, he rubbed the edge of the phoenix ornament with his thumb, as if he would remove the phoenix ornament at any time.

Luo Changan raised his hand very nervously to press his wrist. She was in a cold war and said anxiously: "Don't move this phoenix ornament."

"I came to move it." Di Qianao's hand was shaking violently on the back of his hand. It was obvious that she was very nervous. He did not insist on invading, but said softly: "Be good, let me see, there is no need for any cover between us. You can accept the scars on my back, and I can also accept your broken face."

"Emperor," Luo Changan swallowed nervously, and then increased the force pressing on the back of his hand a little bit, "It's really not possible. I hope it will still look good in your heart. I don't want you to be amazed at night because of the scars on my face. You said my face in Jiuxi Palace...ugly."

Di Qianao was stabbed in the central room and said with regret: "I was talking angry at that time. I couldn't control my feelings for 'Ms. Shen's', and I was unwilling to admit it. After saying bad things, my intestines were regretful. Chang'an, no matter what, today, I will look at your face. As a farewell to me."

Luo Changan was so anxious that he was red in his eyes. Her strength was very small, and his head was between his fingers and could not hide.

Di Qianao held her wrist pressing on his back with her back. She tried to press on the phoenix decoration that covered her scars, but he grabbed her wrist and placed it behind her, and clamped her wrists with the other one.

Luo Chang'an was facing a great enemy and began to resist violently.

"Don't be afraid...it doesn't matter, I really want to see it." Di Qianao bullied her body on the painting wall, slowly pinched the edge of her phoenix ornament with his fingers, slowly removed the phoenix ornament, and the scar fell into his eyes, and his heart was deeply impacted! It was because he failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband that damaged her face.

"Ah..." Luo Changan felt that the skin that was originally covered by the phoenix suddenly encountered the autumn air and felt a little cold. She saw her ugly scar from the bronze mirror and his gaze on her cheek. From the bronze mirror, he could see that he was looking at her scar very seriously.

"Let me go!" Luo Changan realized that Di Qianao had completely seen her scar. The brown granulation with black hideous scars, she suddenly couldn't calm down and struggled like crazy. Her tears burst out from her eyes, "Let me go! Don't look again! I don't allow you to look again!"

Di Qianao felt Luo Changan's out of control, and he did see clearly the scars on her cheeks. He grabbed her wrists tightly and pressed them against the wall, "Don't let go! I haven't seen enough, I still have to see it."

Luo Changan's back suddenly pressed against the painting wall, and his back felt a slight pain due to the heavy force. She closed her eyes tightly, as if she was walking naked on the street, feeling ashamed.

When Di Qianao saw her eyes closed and not looking at him, crystal tears kept rolling down. He comforted him softly: "Open your eyes. Don't reject me, don't... be afraid of me."

Luo Changan shook his head, refused to face him, and still closed his eyes tightly as if he was evasive, and did not dare to bear the gaze he fell on her scar, "No."

"Chang'an..." Di Qianao sighed lightly, slowly lowered his head, and gently printed his thin lips on the scar on her face. There was no lust or blasphemy, only pity and heartache. He carefully kissed her scar, and he even licked the scar with the tip of his tongue.

Luo Changan felt a warm feeling on his cheeks, and the warmth spread from the scars on his face to the lungs through his shoulders and neck.

There was a bang in her mind, as if she could not think anymore. The Emperor was kissing my scar, the ugly scar that even she hated me. Since she disfigured her, she could not face the scar. But now it seems that it is not a big deal. Because the Emperor kissed it, it is not shameful, nor does it need to feel inferior because of it, nor does it need to escape because of others' strange sight. The Emperor did not dislike it...

"Chang'an, open your eyes and look at me. You will not see any contempt, contempt, or disdain in my eyes. Trust me, okay?"

Finally, Luo Changan opened his tears and welcomed Di Qianao's eyes full of care. There was no disgust or fear in his eyes, and her heart seemed to melt.

"Emperor..." She took off her guard and her nervous body relaxed.

"Don't cry anymore, be good. This scar will get better. With me here, it will get better." Di Qianao said, then lowered his head and kissed the tears at the end of her eyes.

Outside, Xiao Tao's voice sounded: "The Lord is here, the Lord is sitting in the corridor for a while and having a cup of tea."

Luo Changan's body stiffened.

Di Qianao left her thin lips with her eyes and did not continue to delay her, so as not to embarrass her. After all, a piece of paper and Li Shu were like a dividing line, and he could not care. As a woman, she had a critical reputation and said, "It's getting late, go to Xuanwumen."

As he said that, Di Qianao pulled Luo Changan's wrist apart from her, and then he turned around and went to the house to find a lion puppy to capture her.

Luo Changan felt his heart empty when he left her. Without careful consideration, he tightened two steps and hugged his waist from behind. Her slender arms were wrapped around him, and her hands were clasped in front of his belly, surrounding her tightly.

Di Qianao suddenly stiffened, lowered his head and looked at her arm around his waist. He spread her hands apart, then slowly turned around, looking at her in confusion, only to see her stubbornly frowning her delicate eyebrows, "I hugged me... I can't tell anything. What's wrong?"

Luo Changan's eyebrows moved, and he locked his eyes deeply with his eyes. Instead of speaking, he stretched out his arms and hugged his waist tightly again, leaning his cheek against his chest, which was full of reliance and reluctance, and even more like being clingy and tricky.

"Hold me again... I can't tell the difference between the north and the south." Di Qianao lowered his head, staring at her cheeks, full of surprise, and was flattered, and asked her with a smile: "Why are you red in your eyes? You're talking."

"You don't want me anymore." Luo Chang'an said aggrievedly.

"This... is really unfair." Di Qianao's heart tightened, his ears became soft, and his smile became a little thicker.

"You didn't wrongly accused you." Luo Chang'an felt even more aggrieved, "You just... don't want me anymore."

"Okay, the kid is right, I am wrong." Di Qianao asked in a gentle voice: "However, if you stay, can you be happy? The harem, the queen mother..."

"I won't stay, I'm not happy if I stay." Luo Changan's voice was even more silent, and his mouth was stubborn.

"Then I'll be happier when I go to Xuanwu Gate and return to Yongding Marquis' Mansion." Di Qianao followed her.

"I'm not happy when I leave the palace and return to the Yongding Marquis' Mansion." Luo Changan raised his hand and wiped his eyes, and stubbornly stared at him, "I'm not happy."
To be continued...