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What does Dugu Hao care about the most? He cares about the hard-earned throne that he has fought so hard to obtain.
He has the strength and capability; even if he is not dethroned, it would not be difficult for him to create some trouble for the Western Moon Kingdom, leaving Dugu Hao to deal with his own issues.
Both of them are well aware of each other's strength. Their so-called cooperation is based on mutual interests, and once that interest collapses, their meager trust is even less than that of ordinary people.
Dugu Hao's face was dark and terrifying, his cold gaze like the eternal ice of the Arctic.
But Yang Yichen was unafraid. In the past, he had indeed made many mistakes, not being tough enough, overthinking things, and being overly considerate of others, all for the safety of the Inorganic Gate.
When he woke from his dreams, everything from his past life became so clear—the betrayals of old, the compromises of family, a life wasted in vain that was both tragic and fortunate.
Fortunate that he had come to this world and met the person he loved most.
Ahead lay thorns and dangers; he would not retreat.
"Your Majesty, the reason I chose the Western Moon Kingdom back then was that I am one of the Western Moon People and do not wish for this country that raised me to fall. Secondly, I saw you as a wise ruler. But now?"
"Perhaps it would be better to have someone else in your place, or perhaps Your Majesty should think twice!"
With that, Yang Yichen waved his sleeve and left.
He could be so arrogant because he had the confidence to back it up. Before coming here, he had already made comprehensive preparations for the Inorganic Gate; everyone was ready to go, just waiting for a fierce battle after tearing off the royal facade.
Now it depended on how Dugu Hao would choose. His choice concerned the common people of the Western Moon Kingdom, the safety of the royal family, and equally, it concerned Liu Qingxi and his happiness.
In the palace, Yang Yichen did not give anyone a chance to stop him. His expression was dark as ink, his eyes sharp as blades; those who saw him felt anxious and powerless, fleeing at a distance.
He moved forward directly toward Liu Qingxi's residence.
For some reason, whether it was Dugu Hao's hesitation or his sense of invulnerability, Liu Qingxi's residence had not changed. Yang Yichen was familiar with this place as if it were his own backyard.
In the inner chamber, Liu Qingxi was lost in thought, her appetite gone, and the once vibrant flowers around her were wilting, mirroring her mood.
Cui Ping was in the courtyard, pondering how to get the young lady to eat more and how to distract her.
However, ever since that bloody scene she had witnessed three days ago, Liu Qingxi had been in a state of despair.
Among all the masters she had served in the palace, Liu Qingxi was the best and most down-to-earth one. Especially after learning about her entanglement with the Emperor, Cui Ping's sympathy for her began to overflow.
Just as she was pulling her hair in frustration, a man barged in. He was dressed in official robes, his hair standing tall. His face had soft contours, but an air of coldness radiated from his brows, making her shiver involuntarily.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Yang Yichen ignored her and walked in without anyone daring to stop him.
In the inner room, Liu Qingxi sat quietly by the window, her mind filled with images of Yang Yichen covered in blood and thoughts of his safety. Unknowingly, tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the floor.
Her dark eyes lacked any sparkle, remaining still as she failed to notice the soft footsteps approaching. In the boundless despair, it felt as though she was alone in a vast ocean.
The surrounding cold seawater and its salty taste engulfed her, seemingly endless.
Suddenly, a warm hand landed on her shoulder, gently stroking her thinning hair. The warmth from his palm seeped through her hair and into her body and heart.
Coming back to reality, a familiar scent suddenly reached her nose—fresh and indistinguishable from what she had longed for day and night.
"Is it you, Achen? Is it really you?" She kept asking, fearing that this familiar figure before her might vanish like a fleeting illusion.
Looking closely, Liu Qingxi had lost weight; in less than a month, she seemed to have turned into skin over bones. Her lips were chapped and her eyes swollen.
"I'm here. Don't be afraid!"
"Don't be afraid!"
Two words gently knocked in her heart, a warm current filled her body, the familiar voice and the same tone made her restlessness vanish in an instant.
"Woo woo woo~~~~ It's really you, it's really you!" It turned out not to be a dream, but a vivid reality. Liu Qingxi lunged into Yang Yichen's embrace, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest.
Hot tears dripped onto his chest and into his heart.
She cried, and his heart bled.
She shouldn’t have to endure such torment; she should be closely protected by him, happily doing what she loved.
However, he had not succeeded; he was not as strong as he imagined, lacking the power to look down upon everything.
After a long while, Liu Qingxi stopped her tears, wiped her nose, and pouted as she asked Yang Yichen, "How's your injury? Is it serious?" Without thinking, she began tugging at his clothes.
The scene had been too terrifying; blood had splattered everywhere, making it hard to tell whether it was his or the enemy's.
She couldn't feel at ease without seeing for herself.
Yang Yichen suddenly reached out to stop her movements: "Be good, I'm fine. It's just a surface wound."
Unfortunately, Liu Qingxi did not believe him at all and kept pulling and tugging. With no other choice, he helplessly took off his outer coat.
Liu Qingxi examined him closely and found that he only had a few scars that had already scabbed over. She finally let out a deep sigh of relief.
"Look at you, my lady is getting more and more carefree!"
Uh~~~~
In such an inappropriate situation, he actually made such a joke. Liu Qingxi was at a loss.
Because he had momentarily distracted her, she even forgot to ask how he got in and didn’t bother to think about anything else.
In this suffocating place, she had been confined for nearly a month, with barely any space to move, not much better than a birdcage.
"Let's go!" Yang Yichen gently stroked her head. Once they returned, he would make sure to help her regain the weight she had lost; yes, it would be better if she gained a little more.
Even before leaving the palace, his mind was already filled with countless kinds of tonics—black-boned chicken soup, bird's nest soup, shark fin soup, and all sorts of other supplements. He never knew he understood so much about these things.
Well, Liu Qingxi had no idea what he was thinking; otherwise, she would definitely have been unable to hold back from scolding him.
Uh, who told her she was pregnant? These days had been filled with anxiety and frustration; she felt nauseous no matter what she ate, even though the baby in her womb was only a little over a month old.
Her morning sickness had indeed come too early.
At this moment, Yang Yichen still did not know he was about to become a father; otherwise, he would have definitely caused an uproar in the palace.
The two of them held hands and walked out of the cage-like place, passing through without anyone obstructing them.
Yang Yichen smiled slightly. When he looked at Liu Qingxi, his long-frozen expression melted away in an instant, like spring flowers blooming and a gentle breeze brushing against his face.
The palace maids and eunuchs were left dumbfounded.
And as Yang Yichen acted so arrogantly, when the news reached the Imperial Study, Dugu Hao slammed his wolf hair brush down hard, his face darkening with a flash of murderous intent.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" asked Liu Gonggong, who had been promoted to Chief Eunuch and was responsible for serving the emperor.
However, he couldn't help but feel pity for Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen. Who would have thought that the emperor would take a liking to her?
But upon reflection, having spent some time with Liu Qingxi before, he found that this girl had a charm that could captivate even someone like him who wasn't particularly impressive. What more could be said for Dugu Hao, who was over twenty and still unmarried?
As for the women in the harem, they were merely decorations.
Dugu Hao remained oblivious to everything else. The Dragon Table with golden floral patterns showed obvious indentations under the pressure of his palms, causing Liu Gonggong's heart to sink slightly.
Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen felt a wave of anxiety.
Just when he thought Dugu Hao would order the two to be captured, Dugu Hao slowly spoke, "Let them go!"
The four brief words were difficult for Dugu Hao to utter, his jaw clenched tightly, his eyes reddened, and his fists tightly clenched.
"Yes, I will take care of it right away!" Liu Gonggong did not dare to hesitate, fearing that Dugu Hao might change his mind at any moment.
As they were about to exit the inner palace, Liu Qingxi, Yang Yichen, and Liu Gonggong ran into each other.
He casually waved his whisk and said, "The Emperor has ordered that Lord Yang and Madam Yang be escorted out of the palace. We hope to invite them again to enjoy the flowers."
This grandiose reason avoided the charge of Yang Yichen trespassing into the imperial palace while also concealing Dugu Hao's act of imprisoning a minister's wife, preventing any rumors that could damage the royal dignity and, of course, the Emperor's face.
The soldiers who had been walking alongside Yang Yichen and Liu Qingxi slowly retreated, disappearing from their sight in an instant.
Once it was just the three of them left, Liu Gonggong whispered quietly, "Lord Yang and Madam Yang have survived a great calamity; they will surely have good fortune ahead."
"Thank you for your kind words, Grandfather!" Liu Qingxi responded gratefully.
"Not at all, not at all. You two should hurry and leave," he said with a mischievous look. "What if he changes his mind?"
His meaning was clear; he was afraid that Dugu Hao might reconsider at any moment.
He then hurriedly left to report back.
Yang Yichen's dark eyes dimmed as he picked up Liu Qingxi and used his internal energy to speed up their exit from the palace.
What they did not know was that during this short period, Dugu Hao had changed his mind several times. Each time he felt compelled to issue an order to keep them there, a voice quietly reminded him otherwise.
And this person is Liu Gonggong.
No one expected that when they first met Liu Gonggong, he would save both of them at the most critical moment.
“Liu Gonggong, was it right or wrong for me to do this?” He felt confused.
Born into royalty, he was used to the intrigues and deceit where human life was as insignificant as grass. To achieve what they wanted, they would resort to any means, which seemed perfectly normal to them.
Only Liu Qingxi was different; he had brought her in but had never crossed any boundaries. The most he had done was let her quietly accompany him for a meal.
Because he could not forget the most painful moments of his life, when his life hung by a thread and his vision blurred, Liu Qingxi's gentle figure appeared.
At that moment, he closed his eyes in relief, and when he woke up again, his wounds had been properly treated.
That time was just one of countless ordinary moments between life and death, but because of Liu Qingxi's presence, it became extraordinary.
However, only he felt the stirrings of his heart; he experienced an unprecedented sense of defeat and confusion.
Liu Gonggong remained silent; Dugu Hao's demeanor was too terrifying. No matter how he responded, it could touch Dugu Hao's sore spot.
Fortunately, Dugu Hao did not seem interested in hearing his advice.
Indeed, at the moment Yang Yichen and Liu Qingxi stepped out of the palace gates, he had compromised completely.
In the end, he could not bear to destroy the most beautiful things in life.
It was not fear of Yang Yichen's power or dread of national turmoil; rather,
the brief twenty hours had already left him with the most beautiful memories.
He sighed deeply; having chosen this path meant destined solitude until the end of his days.
For royal people, emotions are the most hypocritical and worthless things; to them, they are the most impractical fantasies.
Well! The only goal in this life is to strengthen the nation's power.
However, the loneliness in the heart can only be tasted by one person.
At the Yang Residence, Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen have returned.
The Yang Family erupted in cheers, while the Wen Family was overwhelmed with joy and tears.
"You're back, you're back! Finally back, thank you, thank you." She was already incoherent.
"Oh dear, you've lost so much weight. My child, you've suffered. Mother will take good care of you."
Aside from the Wen Family, there were also maids at home, villagers from Ten Li Pu, and Yang Yichen who had taken leave from school to come back.
They intended to celebrate, but Liu Qingxi had been through a lot this time; she was exhausted and weak. After a glance at her, everyone left to give her enough time to rest.
The next day, when Liu Qingxi opened her eyes and saw the first ray of sunlight shining through the window, the leaves outside danced softly in the breeze. The familiar canopy on the roof and the familiar scent beside her filled her senses.
"Awake?" Yang Yichen's voice was hoarse yet alluring as he just woke up.
Liu Qingxi suddenly broke into a big smile: "I'm awake!" How wonderful!
Rarely wanting to get out of bed, she casually placed her arm over him, her eyes bright and sparkling as she stared intently at Yang Yichen's stubbled face.
"Husband, you need to shave!" She playfully tugged at his beard. "If you don't shave soon, you'll look like an old man."
"Is that so? Am I old?" He was clearly very young; didn't he look more masculine like this?
With a swift motion, Yang Yichen turned over and pulled Liu Qingxi into his embrace.
Cough! Liu Qingxi's face turned red as Yang Yichen got closer. Suddenly, she spoke up, "Husband, I'm pregnant!"
Boom! Yang Yichen's anger was instantly extinguished. Pregnant!
He was going to be a father???
"I'm not lying to you, I swear!" Liu Qingxi raised four fingers in front of his doubtful gaze. "It's been almost two months!"
Alright, Yang Yichen believed her. The two of them had never taken any precautions, so it was only natural for her to be pregnant. If he had learned this news at any other time, he would have been overjoyed.
But now? He helplessly turned and walked out, feeling frustrated as he took a cold shower early in the morning. What a mess!
The Wen Family greeted him with smiles, noticing Yang Yichen with wet hair. "Why are you taking a shower so early in the morning?"
It was just a casual question before they went inside to check on Liu Qingxi.
"How did you sleep? How's your appetite? What do you want to eat?" One question after another left Liu Qingxi unsure of how to respond.
"It's okay, take your time to think about it. Whatever you want to eat, tell your mother, and she'll go buy it for you." It had to be personally bought, the freshest available.
Liu Qingxi smiled sweetly, "Mother, you don't need to worry about that. I'll eat anything, but I have some good news to tell you."
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