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Seeing everyone retreat, Mo Xiao Li finally embraced Mu Junqi, then placed a light kiss on her forehead and smiled, saying, "Do you know what the happiest moment of my life is?"
Mu Junqi shook her head, and Mo Xiao Li continued, "Perhaps it was a day that seemed the saddest to you, but it was the happiest moment for me. That was the day of our wedding. You have no idea how charming you looked when you stepped down from the sedan chair wearing the phoenix crown and bridal gown. Even though at that time you wished I would die immediately, I didn't care at all. Do you know that?"
In his arms, Mu Junqi was already in tears. She would never know how important she was to Mo Xiao Li. She shifted slightly to find a comfortable position and softly said, "Actually, during my time in the Cold Palace, I thought a lot about us and about Xia Ziqian. I suddenly felt that things I once desperately wanted would slowly fade away."
Perhaps there had been conflicts and problems between them, but at this moment their hearts were united. No matter what the future held, they would walk forward with strength.
At that moment, a sound suddenly broke the silence in the room. Mo Xiao Li looked down at Mu Junqi and saw her face flushed with embarrassment, so he decided not to tease her and gently said, "You must be hungry; let's eat quickly—"
Mu Junqi lowered her head in embarrassment. Regardless of what Mo Xiao Li offered her to eat, she ate without hesitation. Watching Mu Junqi like this, he couldn't help but reach out to stroke her hair, his affection evident in his eyes.
Night soon fell, and many of Mu Junqi's wounds had not yet healed properly. After her bath, Huixin and Ziyue helped apply medicine to her injuries.
The few of them began to chat in the warm room. Ziyue looked at Mu Junqi with a hint of teasing and said, "Empress, you don't know that on the day His Majesty brought you back, he personally bathed you."
Mu Junqi's face immediately turned bright red as she looked incredulously at Ziyue and asked, "Is that true?"
Huixin quickly answered, "It's true! So those wounds on your body were not only seen by His Majesty; he also applied medicine to them."
Mu Junqi fell silent and lowered her head. In fact, she couldn't help but feel nauseous when she saw her own wounds. The jagged cuts had festered due to lack of timely treatment. Fortunately, after using Xia Ziqian's ointment these past two days, they had improved somewhat; otherwise, they would have been truly unbearable to look at.
Ziyue and Huixin naturally understood what she was thinking. Her originally fair skin had become like this in just a few months. They couldn't help but wonder if there would be scars after healing; such wounds must have been the result of some terrifying experiences.
After carefully finishing everything, the two of them gently applied medicine to her. Although it was painfully excruciating, she never let out a sound, gritting her teeth. Before long, fine beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead, and her tightly clenched fingers turned slightly pale.
Finally, everything was ready. Mu Junqi allowed Ziyue and the other person to support her back to the bedroom. As soon as they entered, they saw Mo Xiao Li already sitting there, holding a memorial and seriously reviewing it by candlelight. His features were clear, and his deep-set eyes seemed lost in thought. Occasionally, he would furrow his brows, and his thin lips would lightly press together; everything felt so beautiful.
In a daze, Mu Junqi felt as if she had obtained the most wonderful thing in the world. After standing for a moment, she walked over. There was no one else in the room. Just as she reached the table, Mo Xiao Li suddenly looked at her and smiled. At that moment, Mu Junqi clearly felt her heart fluttering, a feeling different from when she liked Xia Ziqian.
Suddenly flustered and unsure of what to do, she hurriedly turned to walk toward the window. However, before she could take more than a few steps, she was pulled into Mo Xiao Li's embrace. His chin rested on her shoulder, and she could feel the warmth of his breath near her ear. Her body stiffened instantly as she could clearly hear his heartbeat.
After a long while, Mo Xiao Li finally spoke: "How long do you plan to remain silent?"
Mu Junqi's cheeks instantly flushed red as she lowered her head, unsure of what to say. Mo Xiao Li continued, "I didn't expect you to be so charmingly shy." Saying this, he even nibbled on her earlobe.
At this point, Mu Junqi was completely at a loss. She lowered her head and struggled to escape his hold. However, he gave her no chance; his large hand held her tightly yet carefully enough not to hurt her wounds.
"Can you... let go of me?" Mu Junqi's voice was low and slightly trembling.
Hearing this, Mo Xiao Li finally released her and turned her body around to look down at her. He suddenly smiled and said, "We've been together for so long; do you still feel shy? Don't be embarrassed; otherwise, I won't be able to handle it—"
Mu Junqi raised her hand and lightly hit him; the force was so small that it felt like a cat's scratch to him, which only made him laugh. He pulled her into his arms again and whispered, "Thank you for still being willing to be with me—"
Leaning against his chest, Mu Junqi could hear his heartbeat. Then she reached out to embrace him back and softly said, "Let the past be the past—"
The two lingered for a while longer. Mo Xiao Li worried about Mu Junqi's condition and gently picked her up horizontally before placing her on the bed. After covering her with a blanket, he said, "Get some rest early; I still have memorials to finish." With that, he pressed a kiss on her forehead before leaving.
Looking at the departing Mo Xiao Li, Mu Junqi suddenly felt a deep sense of satisfaction. She gently closed her eyes and soon fell asleep, dreaming of everything being so beautiful.
The next morning, she woke up to find that no one was around. When she reached out beside her, she found it was already cold. Although the two had resolved their issues the day before, there was still one thing weighing on her heart: the matter concerning the Little Prince. If it weren't for that incident, they wouldn't have faced so many problems, and she wouldn't have had to endure so much pain.
The more she thought about it, the harder it became to dispel the hatred in her heart. She had been the victim that day but was falsely accused instead. She never expected these people's methods to be so ruthless.
Although she still bore scars on her body, they were mostly healed now. Therefore, she could no longer suppress the hatred within her. The best way to eliminate everyone's doubts was to uncover the truth of the matter. Perhaps this time she would encounter many challenges, but whether for herself or for others, she absolutely could not show weakness. Since she had finally managed to get out, many things needed to be dealt with; otherwise, it would truly be unfair to all those who had helped her.
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