Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 303 Don't Cry
The charcoal fire in the tent was burning very vigorously, the candle flame flickered, and the lantern flower burst out with a soft crackling sound.

Ling Junxing sat silently by the bed, his eyes fell on the girl's face, he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

After a while, he finally raised his hand, hesitated, and gently untied Qin Luoyu's skirt.

It's not that he doesn't believe Xue Yuheng's words.

Instead, he wanted to see what kind of torture she had faced alone when he couldn't take care of her.

When the thin inner coat was lifted up, Ling Junxing only took a look, and the hand holding the coat loosened suddenly as if it had been scalded.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after a while, he held the girl in his arms, and checked her injury little by little.

On the snow-white skin, there were welts criss-crossing, and there were no welts on the front and back that were not yet healed.

Some of the scars had faded, had turned a pale pink color and were about to fade.

Some of the scars are extremely deep, especially on the back, where dark red hideous streaks are distributed. I don't know how many whips have been pulled down layer by layer to have such deep whip marks.

If Xue Yuheng hadn't mentioned it, let alone Ling Junxing didn't know the truth, even Zhu Junyan, the former minister of punishment, probably wouldn't know where these whip marks came from.

At that time, Zhu Junyan didn't dare to torture Qin Luoyu because he was afraid of getting into trouble, but in order to deal with the empress dowager, he only allowed whipping during the interrogation.

Zhu Junyan's plan was to give Qin Luoyu a little bit of physical pain during the interrogation with symbolic lashes and pains, so that Qin Luoyu wouldn't be overwhelmed with the name of execution.

It's a pity that he didn't know that Deng Hong turned the symbolic whipping he ordered into the most tragic torture.

Deng Hong didn't like the three princesses of the enemy country who poisoned and murdered the emperor, and it was the empress dowager who personally confessed that she would torture her to extract a confession, "It doesn't matter if she dies."

Therefore, when Deng Hong brought Qin Luoyu to trial, he personally executed the sentence, and the whip was full of strength, and he was stunned to beat him to death.
Ling Junxing's pitch-black eyes were full of evil spirits, and he almost exhausted his strength to suppress the violent wandering anger in his heart.

The girl he loved so much, no matter how much she trampled on his bottom line, she was reluctant to hurt her at all.

Even though she thought she belonged to her, she still only wanted to send her back to the country properly, a girl who would never miss her if she didn't see her.

Unexpectedly, he was tortured so cruelly.

How did she survive those more than ten days and nights in the prison?

*
When Xue Yuheng was readying the carriage, he saw Ling Junxing walking out with Qin Luoyu, who was tightly wrapped in his arms.

He originally thought that the emperor would come down after sending Qin Luoyu into the carriage, but unexpectedly, Ling Junxing said in a low voice: "I will send her off myself."

Xue Yuheng and Wei Wuji looked at each other, and they both retreated tactfully.

The night in the Northland was icy cold, but the carriage was as warm as spring.

Qin Luoyu had just drank the medicine, and was wrapped in Ling Junxing's arms like this, and he was sweating all over.

The carriage swayed and bumped, Qin Luoyu opened his eyes in a daze, and looked down at Shangling Junxing's deep eyes, thinking that he was dreaming.

I'm dreaming.

He was about to abolish the empress, and he said she was an idler.

He rode his horse and galloped past her without seeing her, and allowed himself to wait outside the barracks for so long, but he still refused to see her.

How could he take the initiative to hug her, how could he look at her so tenderly like before.

Qin Luoyu stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly reached out and hugged him tightly.

Even if it's just a dream, it's fine.

Even if it's just the embrace and tenderness in a dream, it's good.

Qin Luoyu hugged him tightly, tears rolling down her cheeks silently.

She buried her head in his arms, sobbing.

Countless things I wanted to say came to my mind, but in the end, the only thing I choked up was "I'm sorry".

Sorry, she didn't mean to disappoint his affection.

I'm sorry, she left him when he was most sad and bewildered.

I'm sorry, she shouldn't have called out another person's name over and over again, she shouldn't have made Xiao Shangyan an inexplicable misunderstanding and gap between them
Ling Junxing seemed to sigh silently, he gently lifted her chin, and looked at her with infinite tenderness and pity in his eyes.

He said softly, "Don't cry."

Qin Luoyu looked at him, but couldn't stop crying.

In the dream, he was so gentle and pampered.

But in the future, I'm afraid she will only see him like this in a dream.

Across mountains and rivers, or even, across time and space, became her unforgettable lovesickness and memory in this life.

Qin Luoyu's tears were like broken beads, falling continuously.

"Don't cry." He comforted her softly, gently cupping her face in his palm.

He leaned over slightly, kissed her eyebrows lightly and shallowly, and gently kissed away those tears.

As if he couldn't help it, his kiss landed on her lips, but in the end it was just a light touch, and he was about to move away.

Qin Luoyu didn't know what was wrong with him, she stretched out her hands subconsciously, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him awkwardly for the first time.

Ling Junxing's body froze, and then, he wrapped his arms around her waist, and what responded to her was more lingering tenderness.
*
When Qin Luoyu woke up, the room was brightly lit.

Her mind was a little dizzy, and it took her a while to realize where she was.

She remembered that she fainted outside the barracks last night and someone hugged her.

She thought of the vague but heart-pounding dream last night, and a blush appeared on the tips of her ears.

Was that really a dream, or
For some reason, there seemed to be some hope in my heart.

Qin Luoyu got dressed and just got out of bed, when Chanjuan came in with medicine, "Princess, you are still sick, where are you going? Mr. Xue said that you were frozen in the barracks yesterday, and your condition worsened, so you must stay in bed. "

Qin Luoyu asked: "Who sent me back yesterday?"

Chanjuan said: "It's the emperor."

Qin Luoyu's heart jumped twice.

So maybe that dream wasn't a dream?
She was about to go out regardless of Chanjuan's obstruction, "Where is the emperor? I'll go see him."

"Princess, the emperor has left early, where are you going to meet me?"

Chanjuan hurriedly pulled her, "I heard from Mr. Xue that the army left for the desert at midnight."

Qin Luoyu's movement of lifting the curtain suddenly stopped. Has he already left?
"The princess should lie down quickly, don't catch cold again."

Chanjuan helped Qin Luoyu lie back on the bed, and brought the medicine over: "By the way, princess, the more than 20 soldiers of the Xiaoqi Battalion sent by the emperor to our residence were originally to send the princess back to Daqin."

Qin Luoyu mechanically took the medicine bowl: "Really?"

Chanjuan nodded and said with a smile: "General Wei also came last night. I heard General Wei ask the emperor whether the soldiers of the Xiaoqi Battalion in the mansion should be withdrawn. The emperor said, no, if she wants to go back to Daqin, she will still be sent back .”

When the princess was in a coma, she murmured many times that she wanted to go home, but the emperor actually sent these people to send the princess back to Daqin for a look.

She said, the emperor dotes on the princess to the bottom of his heart, so he will definitely not be really angry with her.

(End of this chapter)