Chapter 44: A Cup of Water Reflecting the Moon (1)

  Hua Xiang Rong didn't know how she had endured, the emperor ordered people to set up a frame near the Imperial Flower Garden, and when those heavy boards fell down, her cries of pain would definitely be heard by everyone inside.

  Hua Xiang Rong couldn't see their expressions, but she knew that some families were joyful while others were worried. She involuntarily closed her eyes, endured the pain on her buttocks, and silently counted in her heart: fifteen... sixteen... seventeen... eighteen...

  When the last plank fell, Hua Xiangrong's throat was completely hoarse, and she crawled weakly on the long bench, only feeling that her buttocks and waist were torn apart in pain, and her consciousness was becoming more and more unclear.

  Until the familiar scent of Long Yan Xiang wafted over, Hua Xiang Rong slightly lifted her head and looked towards the person who had walked to her side. She even managed to crack a smile with her dry, cracked lips: "Don't look at me like that... I'm fine..."

  Xiao Yuehan remained silent, gently picking her up and turning to leave, seemingly without even intending to bid farewell to the emperor.

  Hua Xiang Rong struggled to make herself more alert, grabbing onto his chest and whispering: "You can't carry me back like this... I'm fine, I can walk..."

  "Shut up!" Xiao Yuehan finally spoke, his voice still low and cold.

  She forced a smile: "If you leave like this, wouldn't that be exactly what some people want? Although I told you to retreat as the best strategy, it doesn't mean it's suitable now... You idiot!" However, she knew that Xiao Yuehan was more aware of whose plan this was and how things were going on, even though he had known from the beginning that this was a trap yet still jumped in.

  Xiao Yuehan hesitated for a moment, seemingly considering her words, but seeing how weak she looked, Xiao Yuehan took another step forward to leave.

  Just then, a person wearing the Northern Border State's attire suddenly walked in from beside them. Huā Xiǎng Róng also curiously stretched out her little head to listen to what was being said inside.

  Although she now feels herself far from fainting, her buttocks are torn and aching painfully, but still can't dispel her curiosity.

  Inside, it roughly says that the Emperor of Beijiang, Xuan Yuan Ao, heard about the birthday of the Emperor of Dongxun and specially sent a letter of peace. In recent years, the four countries have been at odds with each other, but the Emperor of Beijiang has sent a peaceful envoy during this time. However, the envoy also said that Xuan Yuan Ao had only one request: he wanted to exchange for something pure from Dongxun in return for the treaty in the letter of peace that would not go to war again during the lifetime of the Jianyuan Emperor. And that so-called pure thing is the moon of Dongxun.

  The Northern Territory wants the moon of Dong Xun Guo?

  Hua Xiang Rong snuggled into Xiao Yue Han's arms, listening clearly, and a faint smile suddenly floated onto her pale face. She looked up at Xiao Yue Han, who had no expression on his face, and smiled: "Old fox, want to get back the face you lost because of me today?"

  Xiao Yuehan furrowed his brow, coldly gazing at her, and the hand embracing her body also exerted a slight force: "Hua Xiangrong, what do you call me?"

  "Hey......" Hua Xiang Rong smiled mischievously, twisted her body, but pulled on the wound on her lower body, let out a hiss, and then asked Xiao Yue Han to carry her back to the Imperial Flower Garden.