Chapter 109 Go wash yourself clean. I am waiting for you.
At least tonight, she didn't want to pretend to be strong. She was hungry, cold, scared, and her wounds hurt. She also dreamed about her dead mother and younger brother. She had too many reasons not to be strong.
Tomorrow, tomorrow, she will definitely pack up her sincerity, package it and seal it, and never confess it to him again.
Di Qianao lowered his head and kissed away her tears. She only felt the surrounding palace walls passing by. She once again followed his light body skills and passed through these towering palace walls, overlooking the deep palace garden from above.
It was a palace that held her hopes and taught her depression.
But in a moment, he had taken her back to the Dragon Sleeping Room. Coming back made her feel like she was at home. When he said going home just now, did he also mean the Dragon Sleeping Room?
"Stop crying," Di Qian'ao pinched her chin and said words that she could only understand. He looked like a flower with rain in his eyes. If he didn't feel like he was still a man, "If you cry again, I can't help it."
"I...I won't cry anymore."
"Be good."
Luo Changan sniffed and gradually stopped crying, but she didn't stop her stomach from growling. She had never been so embarrassed in her life with this growling sound of hunger.
"Sorry, I..."
"It's okay."
Di Qianao didn't laugh at her, nor did he dislike her. Instead, he taught Aunt Mei to prepare the meal and brought it in.
Luo Changan was not hypocritical, and he had a delicious meal under his gaze.
After the dinner plate was removed, Di Qianao said: "Go and wash yourself. I'll wait for you."
Luo Changan's shoulders were shaken. She understood the meaning of his words, but she hesitated.
"I'll help you wash it." Seeing her hesitation, he suggested that if he helped her, it would probably take a long, long time.
"No, that's not necessary, I will go by myself."
Luo Changan then went to take a warm bath. She felt much more relaxed and comfortable. She changed into clean clothes and came out. She pulled the laces of her clothes and wondered if they should be tied. After struggling for a moment, she tied them tightly.
When Di Qianao saw her tightening her clothes carefully, with a ray of annoyance twining at the tip of her eyebrows, he felt that he was quite selfish. He forced her every time, but she was... extremely cold, and it took a lot of effort to get her.
A slight response.
Di Qian'ao had already prepared some medicine for her injuries. When he saw her coming out, he pulled her leg and carefully applied the medicine on her bruised knees, and then carefully applied some medicine on her forehead. Luo Changan was shocked.
She cooperated docilely, cherishing this hard-won warm scene very much.
After applying the medicine, Di Qianao handed a bunch of keys to Luo Changan's hand.
"This is the key to each palace in Bu Pavilion." Di Qian'ao put the medicine away and then said in a deep voice: "In case you forget to bring the key, I have told Haiyin that I will teach you how to use the wire to open the lock tomorrow."
Luo Changan was slightly startled and took the key in his hand. In this way, he would have unimpeded access to Bu Pavilion. Although the emperor didn't say much, he could not help but make people feel excited and mistakenly think that he was his favorite.
Man, no wonder the palace concubine was obsessed with him. She lowered her head and said: "Thank you... thank you."
"Are you still hungry?" Di Qianao asked lightly.
Luo Changan shook his head, "I'm not hungry anymore."
"The pain has lessened?"
"It doesn't hurt so much anymore."
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
Luo Changan thought for a moment and said seriously: "It's much better. Thank you very much tonight."
After all, she only wanted to say thank you.
Di Qianao frowned, sat down next to Luo Changan, and held up her chin, "Okay, I've taken care of your emotions. It's your turn to take care of my emotions."
"Huh?" Luo Changan was puzzled, "Take care of your emotions?"
Di Qianao opened his collar a lot, revealing the panic and annoyance hidden in his heart, and slowly approached Luo Changan, his face covered with frost, "I thought you ran away with the man."
Luo Changan didn't know what to say after hearing this: "...Huh?"
"You heard it right, I thought you ran away with the man. Like a fool, I sent 20,000 people to search for you. I am still angry and jealous now. I planned to imprison you after I found you, so that you would never be able to
Half a step out."
As he spoke, his eyes turned scarlet, and a fierce look flashed across his eyes.
Luo Changan couldn't help but shudder: "Emperor...you...your appearance scared this slave."
"Well, then you can calm me down and tell me with practical actions that I am overthinking it. Let me feel that it is not in vain that I have spent every night in the past two years to please you."
Luo Changan couldn't help but retreat, until his back hit the wall and there was no way out. To please her, she didn't understand why he needed to please her.
"Slave... I don't understand what you mean."
"Okay, let me put this question in a simple way, will you run away with a man?"
"No." Luo Changan told the truth, at least not now. In the future, if a big revenge is avenged, she will resign from his job and leave.
Di Qianao's mood stabilized a little, and when he spoke, his cool breath gently touched her ears, "Tell me, do you... like me?"
Luo Changan's heart was beating fast and her mind was in chaos. She once liked Murong Jue, but she was rushing to get married. She knew that Murong Jue would be her husband, so she had to like him. It was fate.
.
However, the Emperor is the Nine-Five Supreme, and he has made it clear that he will not give her a status. She is destined to be just a slave. She is not qualified to like him. It is undoubtedly painful to like someone who cannot get it in the end. And Luo Changan lacks the most.
It's just pain, no more pain is needed.
Moreover, she doesn't have the time to talk about love in a leisurely manner. Talking about love will make her feel a strong sense of guilt before her big plan is implemented. Her family members are still dead, and she has no capital to talk about love.
"I don't like it... I don't dare. I just... I just respect the emperor and appreciate you. As for the master, you treat the slave very well. You never default on the monthly payment and you don't beat or scold the slave. Just now, you still treat the slave very well."
Take the slave home personally."
From Di Qianao's increasingly cold eyes, Luo Changan knew that she had said the wrong thing. Perhaps she should have said that she liked him, as before, but she didn't want to deceive him tonight.
Later that night, when he demanded excessively, she realized clearly that he had been restraining herself before, and she regretted not confessing that she liked him. Later, she tried to change her words and said that she liked him, but it seemed that because
Being too hypocritical only angered him even more, and she suffered a lot because of it.
"I don't want you to respect me, I want you to treat me as your husband," he panted into her neck afterward, "aren't the things we do every day only done between husband and wife? Apart from the ceremony, what do I need from you?
Already?"
"..." Luo Changan pretended to be asleep and refused to say more to avoid making mistakes if he said too much. But he couldn't help but wonder, does every emperor want a woman to treat him wholeheartedly like her husband?
Ah. Is the emperor unwilling to give up because he has not completely conquered a slave?