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You Xuanyao's strength was heavy, and Yang Qingge instinctively opened her mouth to breathe, but what hurt even more was her heart. How could she not know? The night Mother Yu passed away was the day she and You Xuanyao had agreed to elope.
I was caught and locked in the room by my father, so I couldn't make it to the appointment, and You Xuanyao kept waiting for her, so she missed Mother Yu's illness and ultimately failed to save her...
This is what she owes to the mother and son.
If she dies, she can appease his anger, and she is willing to do so.
"I'm sorry." Yang Qingge murmured silently, then slowly closed his eyes in You Xuanyao's resentful gaze, waiting for death...
But suddenly, the restraint on his neck disappeared.
Yang Qingge opened his eyes and saw You Xuanyao with dark pupils locked by a few bloodshot threads. His voice was indifferent: "Dying like this is too cheap for you." " Yang Qingge, we'll settle this score slowly."
After speaking, You Xuanyao turned around and left decisively. The wind lifted the black robe, causing the charcoal to flicker for a moment. The open door let in the wind and snow, chilling the body and making people shiver. Yang Qingge sat blankly on the couch, the pain in his neck seemed to spread to the bottom of his heart, burning like fire.
Slowly calculate, how does he plan to settle accounts with himself?
Lost in thought, Lan Nian walked in with medicine in hand.
She told Yang Qingge about the news from Gu Mansion: "Young Master Gu's arm cannot be reattached and is completely disabled. Minister Gu pleaded with the emperor during the morning court, but General You has just achieved military merit, and the emperor intends to protect him."
"I don't know what I was thinking. I whipped myself twenty times in the court, and that's the end of it."
Yang Qingge's hand holding the medicine bowl paused. Just now... Yao came with injuries?
She pinched her palm to steady her emotions. "Where has Yao been this past year?"
"Frontier," Lan Nian replied, "He was just a foot soldier at first, but he achieved great success several times before the news reached Chang'an. In the recent battle, he took the enemy general's head and defeated their army. Now he's returning to the capital to receive his reward."
Frontier is the most fierce and treacherous place.
Yang Qingge's face turned a little pale, and he didn't dare to imagine what You Xuanyao had experienced in the past year.
Watching her finish the medicine, Lan Nian then left. Yang Qingge, leaning against the edge of the bed, suddenly remembered that a year ago, after You Xuanyao disappeared, someone told Gu Su about their secret engagement. Gu Su had always looked down on You Xuanyao, feeling greatly insulted, so he repeatedly called her out under the pretext of discussing their marriage, or made her search for his lost ring in the icy water, or made snide remarks and accusations...
But she could only endure it, because the Prime Minister's Office needed this marriage to join forces with The Office of the Grand Secretariat.
She even planned to end her own life after marrying and moving there, so as not to let You Xuanyao down.
But she never expected that one day he would come back!
Yang Qingge thought and pulled out a small jade pendant from under the soft pillow.
It was the only item left by You Xuanyao back then, and also the belief that supported her to live until now.
Now that he has really returned, it is not the same as before. Even if she can only see him a few more times, it is still a good thing.
Yang Qingge's body is too weak. The empress fell even sicker, slipping into a deep sleep day by day. She often dreams of a scene of blood and fire, with You Xuanyao being pierced by countless arrows, his once bright eyes now completely dim. After dreaming of this scene once again, Yang Qingge suddenly wakes up.
She covered her chest and breathed with lingering fear in her heart, but in the silence, the window lattice made a sound. Someone had broken in. Yang Qingge instinctively wanted to call for help, but the next second, a cold hand covered her mouth.
At the same time, You Xuanyao's voice sounded in her ear: "Why did you ask the maid to inquire about me?"
Yang Qingge was shaken by this coldness.
Then she remembered Lan Nian saying that he was injured, so she quickly took his hand and asked, "How is your injury?"
You Xuanyao paused, gazing at Yang Qingge with a furrowed brow. After a moment, he suddenly chuckled and said, "If you care so much about me, why don't you... heal my injuries for me?"
"What?" Yang Qingge was puzzled.
The man had already bent over and pressed closer. Leaning against her, he quickly undid her belt with his right hand, his palm sliding in and skimming her skin as it moved upward...
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