Di Qianao slowly stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes with his cool and slender fingers, and said solemnly: "I always knew you were you, but you never knew who I was. Wishful thinking...
I was so scared that all the trees and grass were in danger."
"Why...didn't you tell me earlier?" Luo Changan actually felt that his grievances came from nowhere. "If you had told me earlier..."
"I also ask myself why I didn't tell you earlier. If I knew you would still remember..."
Whoosh----
There was the sound of arrows streaking through the air, startling the night. In the midst of the killing, countless stray arrows were shot towards the carriage of the two men, breaking through the window and hitting Di Qianao's heart directly.
"Emperor, be careful!" Upon seeing this, Luo Changan subconsciously blocked him in front of him at all costs. It was difficult to distinguish between the present and the past. He seemed to be the injured young man covered in blood in front of her again. He needed her protection, but for a moment
Wangqing said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you...don't be afraid..."
At the same time, Di Qianao summoned the majestic Qi, and the icy blue Qi mass expanded strongly to the surroundings, shattering all the arrows around the car to the ground.
The arrow that was about to hit Luo Changan's back shoulder also shattered into powder and fell to the ground.
Di Qianao's lips were stiff, but his eyes were red, "It's been thirteen years, Luo Changan. How does it feel?"
Luo Changan said softly: "It's so bitter... Emperor, this taste is so bitter."
Thirteen years later, they met again, in the same scene, as if destined to meet again, they were no longer a boy or a girl, even beyond recognition, full of sophistication.
"You were just like you are now, protecting me with your small body and telling me not to be afraid. You were injured dozens of times by swords, and you just said "don't be afraid" and pulled me out of the abyss."
"Emperor, don't be afraid..."
"When you were bathing with me in Huaqing Pool for the first time, I asked you how you got the arrow wound on your arm. You told me that it was a naughty fall when you were a child. I thought you had forgotten it. I was very heartbroken at that time."
"I'm sorry. At that time, you were a high-ranking superior, and I was a humble slave. I didn't dare to tell you."
"So... I remember."
Luo Changan's tears fell softly. He originally thought that it was because he had lost some of his youthful impulsiveness, but now he has regained this impulsiveness. For a moment, only the impulsiveness remained, and he was willing to die, "Remember. Never forget.
I have been pampered by my family since I was little, and I have been willful and reckless without knowing the bounds of heaven and earth. It is the first time I am willing to learn to be brave because of a man. It is the first time I know that I am willing to be hurt and suffer for a man. How can I forget it?"
Di Qianao held up Luo Changan's cheek, "From the night you rescued me, I started to have wishful thinking. I secretly watched you grow up slowly, watched you grow into a hairpin, and watched you get engaged to someone else.
Watching you and Murong Jue talk for three years and have unrequited love for several years tortured me terribly."
Luo Changan got a glimpse of the emperor's secret. It turned out that the emperor had been thinking about him secretly since she was fourteen years old. That's why he knew what she looked like when she was young, and that's why she was able to create that painting that couldn't bear the wind and snow. She was too surprised. She
Lying in the emperor's arms, unable to speak a word, she cried like a defenseless child.
Tonight, until she was far away from this sudden assassination, until she returned to the dragon's nest, she still had not recovered from the shock. Being with him was always so thrilling, full of surprises, and panic-stricken, and she didn't know the way forward.
.
The carriage stopped outside the Dragon Sleeping Gate. Di Qianao took Luo Changan out of the carriage, and then went straight to the imperial study without entering, putting aside the harem affairs for the time being.
Aunt Mei quietly pulled Hai Yin aside, pointed to the retreating figure of the emperor, and asked in a low voice: "The emperor seems to be in a gloomy and angry mood, what's wrong? Ours has turned upside down again?"
Haiyin came closer and said, "Tonight, I don't know who knows who is planning to kill the emperor. The queen has angered the emperor, and it is imminent to clean up the court thoroughly. Cangmiao, Qiuyan, Yeying, Bai Ze and other soldiers are all killed.
After the beast came back, the emperor went to the study to discuss things. Besides, it's not because of Xiao Yu!"
"Xiao Yu? We're already married, aren't we? What's wrong with the emperor? I'm not telling you, he's too mystical. Chang'an doesn't have second thoughts." Aunt Mei whispered.
"The emperor's mind is narrower than the point of the empress' embroidery needle in this matter. I suspect that Xiao Yu missed the empress when he was in the bridal chamber. I'm afraid it's not just a suspicion, but a real thought. It will be a disaster in the future. He will see her every now and then.
Come back, I will embarrass the emperor from time to time, no end! I will do it in secret, because the emperor is afraid of breaking up with the empress... The emperor was so jealous that he nearly knocked himself down, and it was already wise not to turn the Xiao family place into a sea of blood.
He dares to marry the emperor's woman!" Haiyin said softly, "I thought the two of them were about to reconcile, but I didn't know it was so subtle..."
Aunt Mei looked at Luo Chang'an again and asked, "What's wrong with our lost soul?"
"The emperor told her about the fourteenth and nineteenth things. I'm afraid the person you miss is right next to you, and you may have mixed emotions for a moment. Just imagine that the lost thing you have been looking for for thirteen years is right next to your pillow. How do you feel?
." Haiyin said anxiously: "The little princess can't give birth! I'm so worried that I jumped! You should try your best to persuade that one of you to take the initiative!"
Aunt Mei immediately said: "Leave it to me!"
Haiyin nodded and followed the emperor.
Luo Changan went to visit the Empress Dowager full of thoughts, and absentmindedly put the two little babies to sleep. He also absentmindedly bathed and changed clothes, and lay down on the couch, but could not make himself fall asleep until he was swallowed up by the overwhelming emotions and sat down.
On the floor beside the bed, I hugged my knees and cried uncontrollably. I couldn't put a name to this nameless grievance, I just felt it was too late to know.
Di Qianao returned to the Dragon Sleeping Room in the middle of the night. He saw that Luo Changan had not yet fallen asleep, but was hugging her thin body and crying. It turned out that she was as deep as he remembered.
He took off the jade ring that symbolized imperial power and was engraved with dragon patterns on his finger, put it on the table, and took off the skin. As his husband, he half-squinted his eyes and said: "The Queen is surprisingly irritable tonight. I have never seen her before."
The queen has been restless, it seems that my secret has scared the queen."
"You're back." Hearing this, Luo Changan wiped away his tears with his sleeves, took off his cloak, and swept away the wind and snow from his body.
Di Qianao's eyebrows were heavy, and Luo Changan could see that the assassination was probably not trivial. His authority was deeply challenged. He wanted to have the country and the woman in his hands completely.
"The warm water is ready, let's go take a bath." Luo Changan whispered, his voice still had the muffled sound of crying.
Emperor Qian'ao nodded gently and washed away the fatigue from his body. Then he leaned on the table and looked at the queen from a distance, but did not comfort her.
I offended him and wanted to see her cry.
After a long while, he just said coolly: "It's getting late, go to sleep."
Luo Changan's eyes were red and he said pleadingly: "Can you... give me a hug?"
"I'm angry." Di Qianao tightened his hands and his back became stiff, but he stopped smiling, "I won't hug you anymore."
Luo Changan was filled with tears. He held his sleeves with trembling hands and said in a soft voice, "I want a hug..."
"Poor little kid," Di Qianao said coaxingly, "You can give me a hug. You need to pay a price first."