He said that she was his home.
Wherever she was, that was his home.
Jun Xiqing's face was covered in tears, but she smiled through her tears.
Lu Yeming lowered his eyes and kissed her on the lips.
This time, he kissed her very gently, gently and forcefully, before hooking her little tongue …
It was as if he was going to pour all the passion of his life into this kiss.
Jun Xiqing was drunk. She was soft and sweet. Then he left.
…
Lu Yeming left. He had reached the western border. Jun Xiqing would receive first-hand news from the frontlines from the palace.
This time, Mu Yanfeng had staked everything on a single throw and launched a crazy counterattack. Both sides fought intensely.
The days passed one by one. On the seventh day, Jun Xiqing felt uneasy.
Seven days were up. This meant that the forbidden medicine in his body would cause him to rapidly deteriorate and die.
How was he?
Jun Xiqing's heart raced. She hadn't received any news and she didn't know if she was happy or worried.
"Qingqing." At this moment, Bai Xue's voice rang out.
Bai Xue had arrived.
Jun Xiqing quickly ran out. "Ah Xue, why are you here?"
Bai Xue fluttered her lashes mysteriously and took something out. "Qingqing, this is for you. It's a letter from President Lu."
Lu Yeming's letter.
In this era of rapid development, there were many means of communication. People had long since stopped using letters.
But he had actually written a letter to her.
Jun Xiqing's heart thumped wildly. Did this mean that he had survived the seven days by writing her a letter?
"Qingqing." Bai Xue held Jun Xiqing's slender arm. "Let me tell you a piece of good news. This time, President Lu went to the western border and Doctor Sikong went with him. Doctor Sikong's latest research results were indeed effective for President Lu. President Lu survived the seven days."
Jun Xiqing's eyes lit up. "Really?"
Bai Xue nodded vigorously. "Mm."
That was great!
That was great!
Jun Xiqing was so happy she almost jumped up. Although she didn't know how long Lu Yeming could last, he had survived the seven days. He had survived. Everything was slowly getting better, wasn't it?
"Ah Xue, this time, your Doctor Sikong really did a great job!"
Bai Xue 'er's face turned red. What did he mean by her Divine Doctor Sikong?
"Qingqing, hurry up and read President Lu's letter."
"En!"
Jun Xiqing quickly ran upstairs and entered the room. She sat by the bed and tore open the envelope.
On the white paper was his flamboyant handwriting. It was a simple sentence — -All is well, don't miss me.
The signature at the bottom was — Missing Your Night.
Tears welled up in Jun Xiqing's eyes. She read the short sentence and signature several times, as if she was looking at some rare treasure. She couldn't bear to finish reading it and could only read it again and again.
At this moment, something floated out of the envelope and landed on the white bedsheets. Looking down, she saw that it was a red rose.
The rose had just been plucked. She had ordered someone to deliver it from a thousand miles away. There were still sparkling and translucent water droplets hanging on it.
It was said that the flower of the rose was yearning.
Don't forget your yearning.
Jun Xiqing reached out and picked up the beautiful rose. It was said that the western border was a paradise for roses. There were large roses blooming there.
Jun Xiqing brought the rose to her nose and sniffed it. It was fragrant.
She curved her red lips and a sweet feeling spread in her heart. She missed him so much too.
…
Half a month passed. Mu Yanfeng had been defeated and captured by Lu Yeming. Since then, all of Mu Yanfeng's forces had been destroyed. This century-long war had finally come to a perfect end.
Lu Yeming would return the next day.
At night, the palace was brightly lit. Jun Xiqing held a red lantern in her hand and smiled. "Ping Ping, do you think this lantern of mine is crooked?"
Ping Ping covered her mouth and giggled. "Empress, it's not crooked at all. His Highness will be back tomorrow. He might even rush back tonight. I guarantee that he'll be able to see the lantern you personally hung for him."
Jun Xiqing smiled sweetly. "Ping Ping, don't tease me. When Yeming comes back, I'll find an auspicious date and marry you off. Then you'll be Fan Men's wife." Jun Xiqing's face was full of smiles.
Fan Men and Ping Ping were getting married. That was great news.
Ping Ping's pretty face blushed.
Jun Xiqing hung the lantern up. At this moment, she felt a sharp pain on her finger. She had been pricked by a metal wire.
Hiss.
Jun Xiqing furrowed her brows. Her finger was bleeding from being pricked.
It was bleeding.
Jun Xiqing's left eyelid twitched. She had a bad feeling about this.
"Empress, what's wrong? Ah, your finger is bleeding, "Ping Ping said anxiously.
Jun Xiqing's face was a little pale. She pursed her red lips. "Ping Ping, I'm fine. I'll go upstairs first."
…
Jun Xiqing went upstairs. The room was very quiet. Actually, ever since Lu Yeming left, her room had been very quiet. She could tolerate it usually, but now, she suddenly felt that the silence was unsettling.
At this moment, a melodious ringtone sounded. She had an incoming call.
Picking up her phone, Jun Xiqing saw three words on it — -Feng Sinan.
It was Feng Sinan.
Jun Xiqing quickly answered the call. "Hello, President Feng."
Feng Sinan's deep voice came from the other end. "How has Yeming been these few days?"
"Very good, he has been writing to me, saying that he is very good."
Feng Sinan was silent for a few seconds. Then, he sneered in a low voice, a little disdainful, a little bored, and a little amused. He casually replied, "Oh."
Jun Xiqing was already flustered and now that he said that, she became even more flustered. "President Feng, what are you 'oh' for? Yeming is your good brother. Don't you wish for him to be well?" Feng Xiqing asked.
"Of course!" Feng Sinan cursed in a low voice. "If I didn't wish him well, would I have gone to capture that old monk without rest?"
Old monk?
Could it be … Monk Xuanyi?
Jun Xiqing recalled how Monk Xuanyi had gone to Ah Jiao's Room a long time ago, only to be taught a lesson by her and Lu Yeming. This Monk Xuanyi had always been very mysterious. Back then, when Lu Jinwen died with Lin Xuanji in his arms, Monk Xuanyi had performed a secret ritual for Lu Jinwen. It was still a mystery to this day.
Jun Xiqing was stunned. "President Feng, why are you looking for him?"
Feng Sinan's thin lips curved upwards as he smiled elegantly. "To send Yeming to his afterlife."
What did he say?
"Feng …"
"Beep beep." Feng Sinan hung up the phone.
"…"
Jun Xiqing was trembling with anger. She placed her phone on the bedside table and sat on the rattan chair in the room. She took out the letter he had sent her.
My babies, there's still one more night in the day. I'm so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes. I'm going to sleep first.
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