Lu Yeming wasn't coming back.
He had lasted for half a month and that was already his limit.
Jun Xiqing was still waiting for him to come back. It would be daybreak in a few hours. That was when he would return.
But …
Jun Xiqing's eyes warmed up and filled with tears. She took two steps back.
"Empress." Ping Ping reached out to help Jun Xiqing up.
But Jun Xiqing stood still. She raised her hand and stopped Ping Ping.
Ping Ping froze on the spot and looked at Jun Xiqing.
Jun Xiqing closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She didn't let her tears fall. She was already his Empress. If he fell, she would protect his home and his country.
Moreover, he had already lasted for a long time …
He had already accompanied her for another half a month.
Jun Xiqing opened her eyes again, the corners of her red lips curling up into a gentle smile. At this moment, the bright moonlight shone in and her white chiffon dress fluttered on the ground, exuding a sense of elegance.
"Ping Ping, I have two things for you to do."
"Yes, Empress."
"First, no one else can know about this. It has to be kept a secret for the sake of the country's stability. Second, when I'm not around, Xuan Ying will be in charge of the country."
Ping Ping froze. "Empress, where are you going?"
Jun Xiqing's eyes softened and she smiled with tears in her eyes. "I want to see him one last time. I want to bring him back to our … home."
…
At the western border.
Bai Ling flapped its wings and landed on the ground. Jun Xiqing had traveled thousands of miles, wearing a white cloak and looking travel-worn. She looked just like she did many years ago.
Fan Men's eyes were bloodshot and he looked at Jun Xiqing in sorrow. "Empress."
Jun Xiqing looked at the tent in front of her. "Is Yeming inside?"
"His Highness is here."
Jun Xiqing walked forward and entered the tent.
She saw a familiar figure in the tent. Lu Yeming was sitting in front of the table, holding a fountain pen in his long fingers as he wrote a letter.
On such a cold night, he wore a white shirt and a black uniform draped over his handsome shoulders. The tip of his pen landed on the white paper, but it stopped. Not knowing what he was writing, he lowered his eyes and started coughing.
Cough.
He coughed violently, and the white silk in his hand was dyed red. It was all the blood he coughed out, and it looked like lovesick roses.
Hearing the footsteps, he didn't look up, but said indifferently, "Didn't I say that no one is to disturb me? Get out. "
Jun Xiqing smiled. "You really want me to go out?"
As soon as he said that, Lu Yeming lifted his head. Jun Xiqing's beautiful face fell into his eyes.
She stood there, smiling softly at him.
"Qingqing."
Lu Yeming immediately got up and walked over. He stretched out his strong arms and pulled her into his embrace.
It was not a dream. She was in his arms, soft and fragrant.
Lu Yeming buried his handsome face in her silky hair, taking in the sweet fragrance emanating from her body. His thin lips curved upwards, and he smiled. "Qingqing, why are you here?"
Jun Xiqing stood on the spot, letting him hug her. She stretched out her hands and hugged his trim waist. "Hubby, I missed you."
She said, "Hubby, I missed you."
Her soft voice was right beside his ear, and she said it coquettishly.
Lu Yeming closed his eyes, massaging her soft body, wanting to fuse her into his bones and blood. "Me too. I missed you so much, Qingqing, my wife."
Jun Xiqing's eyes reddened, and she buried her face in his warm embrace. Her long lashes fluttered a few times before she stopped crying.
She didn't want to cry.
She didn't want to cry in front of him tonight.
"Hubby, let's go home. I'll take you home, okay?"
Lu Yeming suppressed the sweetness in his throat, and slowly let go of Jun Xiqing. He shook his head. "Qingqing, we can't go back."
He didn't have much time left, and he couldn't return to the palace at all. He had wanted to write her one last letter just now, but before he could finish a single word, she had come.
Hearing this, Jun Xiqing gently lowered her long lashes. Oh, it was alright. He couldn't go home now, but she would take him home.
"Hubby, I read your letter every day. I really like the roses you gave me. I heard that the western border is a paradise for roses. Can you take me there now to see them?"
"Okay."
…
That night, all the soldiers at the border didn't sleep. The lights in the tents were all lit up.
All the soldiers were dressed in armor, and they were ready to set off. They looked at the sea of roses in front of them with solemn expressions.
There was a sea of roses in front of them, and the red roses were beautiful and alluring, and their fragrance assailed their nostrils.
Lu Yeming held Jun Xiqing's hand and walked in.
"Hubby, it's so beautiful here. Let's sit here for a while."
Jun Xiqing sat down next to Lu Yeming, and the two of them sat in the sea of flowers.
The world was quiet, so quiet that not a single sound could be heard. Jun Xiqing could hear his strong heartbeat. He was as calm as ever, and it made her feel at ease.
She leaned her head against Lu Yeming's broad shoulder, and he reached out to pull her into his embrace.
The soldiers behind them could see their silhouettes. Many years later, they could still clearly remember the silhouettes of the Emperor and Empress. The moonlight danced, the white silhouettes were like a speck of dust, their peerless grace.
Fan Men's eyes were red. He wanted to go forward. It was so cold at night, and His Highness's body couldn't take it.
Just then, a fair, beautiful hand reached over, stopping him.
Fan Men glanced sideways. It was Sikong Heng.
"Doctor Sikong."
Sikong Heng shook his head lightly. "President Lu doesn't have time. Let the couple stay for a while."
Fan Men's tears flowed down.
In the sea of flowers.
Lu Yeming wrapped his arms around Jun Xiqing's slender waist, planting kisses on her forehead. "Qingqing, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? I can fulfill one of them right now."
Jun Xiqing looked up at the sea of roses that filled the sky. It was breathtakingly beautiful.
Her red lips curved into a dazzling smile. "I don't have one."
Lu Yeming reached out to pinch her face lovingly.
"Yeming, do you still remember Monk Xuanyi's prophecy?"
Lu Yeming closed his eyes. "Hm?"
"Monk Xuanyi said that you would be alone for the rest of your life. I just don't believe it. Yeming, I won't let you be alone. I won't let you be alone. You have never been alone."
Lu Yeming's thin lips curved up, and he murmured in Jun Xiqing's ear, "Qingqing, the best thing I've ever done in my life is to love you."
With that, his hand around Jun Xiqing's waist slowly slid down.
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