Chapter 45: A Cup of Water Reflecting the Moon (2)

  Under Hua Xiang Rong's half crying and half fussing, Xiao Yue Han finally had no choice but to prioritize the injured and carried her back to the Imperial Flower Garden.

  A group of people cast astonished glances at Hua Xiang Rong when they saw her return, half-dead. The calm water in Gong Sun Long Qing's eyes also rippled with a hint of bloodthirsty waves when he saw the bloodstains on her back. Hua Xiang Rong thought she was mistaken and blinked again to look at Gong Sun Long Qing, whose gaze remained as calm as ever.

  She seemed to have really misjudged, Huaxiang Rong lost her smile, then let Xiao Yuehan put her down, and because her butt and waist hurt too much, Huaxiang Rong struggled to walk in front of the envoy, with a faint smile: "Do you want Dongxun Country's moon?"

  The old emperor, who was worried, slightly frowned and the left prime minister hastily stood up: "Rong Er, step down. State affairs are not for you to interfere with! You just got punished and still don't know what's proper!"

  The princess didn't look at the left prime minister, but turned her head to look at the emperor with a displeased expression: "Your Majesty... our daughter-in-law can hand over the moon of Dong Xun Guo to them."

  "Seriously, how can this moon be plucked down? Isn't the King's Concubine being fooled...?" Someone below sneered and spoke up.

  The old emperor furrowed his brow, also somewhat skeptical, and narrowed his eyes to look into Hua Xiangrong's: "If the moon were plucked down, wouldn't that night be without light?"

  Hua Xiang endured the urge to vomit blood and faint, managing only a strained smile: "Your Majesty doesn't know that our Dong Xun country is vast and rich, with even two moons?"

  "She was really confused..."

  The whispering voices rose again, and Huaxiang Rong felt herself becoming unsteady. As she fell backwards, someone suddenly supported her from behind. She turned around and smiled gratefully at Xiao Yuehan, who was frowning and holding her up: "Thanks, old fox."

  Xiao Yuehan frowned again at this title, coldly looking at her pale but confident profile.

  The flower thought that the envoy was looking at herself, as if waiting for the moon. She smiled slightly and asked: "The moon is just a piece of light, not an object. As long as I hand over the moon's light to you, it's okay, right?" Of course, she wouldn't tell them that the moon is a sphere.

  "That's right." The messenger smiled, but a hint of something strange flashed in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for her all along.

  Hua Xiang Rong didn't think much, nor did she have the energy to think more. She persisted in using her last consciousness and asked someone to bring a cup of clear water. Then, she handed the water cup to the messenger: "Take it away, you said that as long as you give us the moon, during the emperor's reign, we can avoid war."

  The messenger smiled as he gazed at the moon reflected in the water, a hint of admiration and a faint glimmer flashing in his eyes.

  Hua Xiang Rong no longer had the strength to think about the familiar feeling of that messenger's eyes, only feeling as if all her energy had been drained away. She closed her eyes, her body went limp, and in an instant, she lost all consciousness.

  A group of people gathered around, looking at the round moon in the cup: "So that's how it is, wonderful..."

  Xiao Yuehan looked at the person who had fainted in his arms with a complex expression, picked her up again and turned to leave. As he passed by Gong Sun Changqing, he suddenly turned his head to look at him, and Gong Sun Changqing slowly stood up to meet Xiao Yuehan's gaze.

  At this time, if heaven could give Hua Xiang Rong another chance, she would definitely not choose to faint, because the gaze in Gong Sun Long's eyes was absolutely one she had never seen before - another Gong Sun Long.