Luo Changan's eyebrows slowly frowned. The person who could teach the emperor to be so anxious to find must be an important person.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the sounds of people outside gradually became distant.
The cat in the pavilion came to Luo Changan and cuddled up against Luo Changan's legs to keep warm. Luo Changan simply picked up the cat and kept each other warm. The cat lazily meowed: "Meow..."
"Shush..." Luo Changan hurriedly stopped the cat from meowing.
Unexpectedly, the cat kept meowing, "Meow..."
While Di Qian'ao was walking, he heard some slight movement, and he paused and signaled everyone to be silent. When he got there, it was so quiet outside that you could hear a silver needle drop.
Di Qian'ao raised his hand to signal Haiyin to put out the torch. It was pitch black outside, with only the faint moonlight leaking through the leaves. He slowly walked to the door of Bu Pavilion and stopped.
Luo Changan made sure there was no sound outside, then he sighed, relieved, and hugged the cat and said: "Cat, cat, we are going to depend on each other tonight. Are you alone too? Where are your parents...
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The cat was very docile and pressed its furry head against Luo Changan's heart. Luo Changan lovingly stroked the cat's back with his fingers.
"Cat, I miss my dad, my mother, and my brother..."
"Luo Changan, are you inside the door?"
Di Qianao's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
Luo Changan was startled, and her hand tightened suddenly. The cat in her arms was frightened, and it burrowed deeper into her arms.
"Luo Changan, answer me."
Luo Changan had lost the ability to speak. She was afraid of being punished, so she didn't think about how to answer.
He...hadn't he already left? Why did he come back? Her heart was beating wildly.
"Haiyin, unlock."
Di Qianao ordered Haiyin.
Seeing that Haiyin was planning to use the wind of his palm to shatter the lock, and seemed to be very violent towards the lock, he added: "Keep your voice low, don't scare her."
Haiyin originally wanted to use his inner strength to break the lock, but the emperor didn't teach him to make a sound, so he simply used a wire to pry the lock. He could have broken the lock openly, but this time he acted like a thief.
Luo Changan didn't know why, but he subconsciously wanted to hide the moment the door opened. She always taught him to see her when she was in the most embarrassing situation. Her impression in his heart had never been better, including her body and the swollen belly.
The ugly scar, every time his eyes lingered on that scar, she couldn't face that scene.
But when she moved a little, she realized that her legs were frozen from the cold because she had been sitting for so long. Before she could stand up, Haiyin had already lit a torch and came in, and the room was instantly bright as day.
Di Qianao stepped in, Haiyin pointed at the door, and he looked behind the door.
Luo Changan huddled behind the door with the cat in his arms. He bumped his forehead and it became a big swelling. There were still wet tears on his eyelashes. His stomach growled at the right time. Luo Changan felt ashamed and wanted to find a place.
Drill in.
When Di Qian'ao saw her pitiful appearance alone, his heart tightened, just like two years ago when she was disemboweled but clutched the hem of his clothes and begged him to save her, she was weak on the outside but strong on the inside, using her weak strength to resist
In this pervasive darkness, he tightened his hands and said in a deep voice: "Get out."
"Yes." Luo Changan ignored the stiffness of his legs and hurriedly tried to get up. Unexpectedly, his waist tightened and the Emperor Qian Ao restrained him, and then he was hugged in his arms.
"I'm not teaching you to go out."
Luo Changan was suddenly startled. He hugged her so tightly, as if he was also afraid of losing something. A sense of security gradually rose in her heart. At this moment, it seemed that she was not helpless.
Dependable orphan.
Haiyin waved his hand and taught Nighthawk and others to leave the Pavilion. This time they had to be self-aware. Everyone knew who the emperor asked to go out.
"Emperor..." Luo Changan explained in a low voice: "On the first day I came to Buge to perform my duties, I accidentally overslept in the data room. I didn't intentionally neglect my duties. Please give me a light punishment."
Di Qianao put his hand on her waist and said, "If you continue to teach me how to find someone, I will break your legs."
Luo Changan's body couldn't help but tremble, and the tears he had been holding back for a long time finally couldn't stop falling.
"Is it me you are looking for?"
"yes."
"Why...why?"
"The woman I have been sleeping with for two years is lost. Shouldn't I look for her?"
Luo Changan raised his head and stared at him in surprise, "The emperor is not afraid of being entangled by his slaves."
"What do you mean?" He was afraid that she wouldn't get involved with him.
"Slave... Such a helpless orphan, when he sees a little warmth, he is eager to climb up. It is like a drowning person encountering driftwood. Once entangled, it is difficult to escape. The emperor... is not afraid?" Luo Changan
As I spoke, I felt miserable and helpless.
For someone like me, it would be a burden to follow anyone.
Di Qianao was very unhappy and said: "You are so stupid."
What she said was wrong. He was the one who nearly drowned, and she was the driftwood that pulled him out of the abyss. Her sacrifice of life to save him that night when he was nineteen years old was something he would never forget.
The fact that she is in trouble now does not mean that he will forget the redemption she once had.
"You know me far less than you think."
"Yeah." Luo Changan's heart suddenly moved. He looked very much like her father, feeling sorry for her but also angry with her.
But he is an emperor, would he care about a humble servant?
Di Qianao's fingertips rubbed the wound on her forehead and said warmly: "I'm home."
Hearing the word 'go home', Luo Changan cried like a fool, with indescribable tears and snot flowing from her nose. She wiped her eyes with her sleeves. For those who have no home, the word 'go home' is taken seriously.
Heavy, she said aggrievedly: "It's so dark here, I almost died of fright."
Luo Changan showed him the fear in her heart. She felt that the disguise in her heart was cracked. It was the fragile heart she had disguised. In the past two years, her soft heart had been covered with layers of layers.
Wrapped in a false self, she faced the world with a false smile, and she used indifference to cover up her inner care and panic.
God knows, she knew clearly in her heart which concubine's palace the emperor went to and how long he stayed there, and how she frantically kept herself busy during that period to spend that time.
She knew that the last person she should open her heart to was the Emperor.
A slave who covets his master is destined to have no good results; a moth flying into the flame is destined to be burned.
Di Qianao inserted his slender fingers into her hair, soothing her emotions with compassion.
In this situation, even if she was being sentimental, she wanted to think that he treated her differently.