Her guards

Chapter 168 Ask You a Question

A-Tong.

Ever since the girl who had been startled by the horse was thrown in front of Wei Jiao, the emperor's mind had been filled with that name.

Although he only glanced at her once, he ignored the girl.

But as he sat in the palace listening to the Empress's chief priestess, Princess Heicheng, recount the debate, he thought of Atong.

As he led the young warriors hunting in the mountains, he thought of Atong.

As he hosted a banquet to reward everyone for their drinking and merriment, he thought of Atong.

On his way back to the capital, as he received the worship of the people, he thought of Atong.

However, he couldn't remember what Atong looked like at all.

Is it because he hasn't dared to think about it for so many years that he's forgotten what Atong looks like?
No, it's all because of that child.

That child doesn't look like Atong.

This caused his memory to become confused, blurring Ah Tong's face.

This won’t work. Absolutely not.

He had to take another look. Since they were Ah Tong's children, they couldn't all be like that accountant; there must be some resemblance to Ah Tong.

So he disregarded everything and left the palace in the middle of the night, taking only a few guards with him, and personally rode to the temporary palace.

He just wanted to take a closer look at the girl's face, to find any resemblance to A-Tong, but he never expected...

The emperor looked at the face before him.

In the dim light of the dark night, the young girl smiled gently, her eyes sparkling with light.

The person I thought I could only vaguely remember suddenly appeared clearly before my eyes.

"Deng Shan, you've gotten into another fight?"

A-Tong sat on the oxcart, put down the book in her hand, and looked at him with a bright smile.

"Did we win or lose this time?"

He won! He won! He not only defeated those who bullied him in the village, but he also defeated everyone in the world.

but……

Ah Tong didn't ask him anymore.

The emperor covered his face with his hands and sobbed, then the woman's voice rang in his ears again.

"I look a lot like my mother, don't I?"

The woman's voice was tinged with laughter.

"Everyone thought we looked alike when we were little."

The emperor suddenly raised his head, and his vision went dark again. There was no girl in the oxcart, only Miss Yang and her maid.

This face looks a lot like Ah Tong, but it's not Ah Tong after all.

No one is exactly like Ah Tong.

The emperor's gaze fell on the maid, then on the Miss Yang behind her.

Miss Yang kept her head down, but perhaps noticing the emperor's gaze, she raised her head and glanced at him.

Her face hasn't changed; it's the same as when Wei Jiao threw her to the ground.

“This is my maid, and I am Yang Luo. We have switched identities.”

The maid's voice came again.

The emperor's gaze returned to her face. He was about to ask a question when the maid spoke first.

"The reason we switched identities is a long story, but it's simple: it's for safety. Your Majesty will understand once you think about it."

Safe
Yes, he understood immediately. He not only understood it in his mind, but he also saw it with his own eyes: the startled horse, the crossbow bolts, and the empress's cane.

and also
He sent someone to beat him with a ruler.

The emperor clenched his fists at his sides: "You..."

The maid interrupted him again.

“I know Your Majesty has many questions to ask,” she said, “but please allow me to ask first.”

From the moment she entered the room until now, the maid has remained calm and has been talking non-stop, while the emperor, on the other hand, has been trembling with fear, restrained and flustered, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

Ah Tong's daughter.

Ah Tong is the same way; she never panics no matter what happens...

When she heard Chai Feng rush in and call her the Empress, her wife, she didn't panic despite the sudden news.

Her face was pale, and her eyes were unfocused.

He was flustered and terrified, unable to speak coherently: "Ah Tong, listen to me—"

A-Tong stopped him.

“I know you have a lot to say!” she said, looking at him. “But please let me ask first!”

The emperor closed his eyes, took a deep breath, looked at the girl in front of him, and nodded.

Go ahead and ask.

But the maid looked at him and did not speak as readily as before.

He saw the "Miss Yang" standing behind her and gently patted her arm.

"Don't be afraid," Miss Yang said softly.

……

……

Yang Luo was actually a little scared.

Things happened very suddenly. After seeing Zhang Shengyou and Taohua off, she returned to the palace. Mo Zheng also returned, saying that Uncle Hong's ambushes along the way had discovered someone coming from the direction of the palace. A tall, well-concealed person, surrounded by guards, moved unimpeded from the capital to the outskirts of the city and was already close to the imperial palace.

It must be the emperor.

After the horse was startled, the emperor glanced at it and then ignored "Miss Yang." Just like the previous case of Baima Town in Jiying, he continued to suppress matters related to Miss Yang.

She thought that was the end of it.

Why did you suddenly come back?
"Is he going to get rid of Miss Yang completely?" Yang Luo chuckled.

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "Even if he were the emperor, it wouldn't be that easy."

Yes, Mo Zheng is there to protect her. Yang Luo looked at Mo Zheng and said, "Ah Zheng, if he tries to attack me, you must not save me."

Mo Zheng nodded: "I will."

Since we're going to die anyway, we'll do everything we can to make sure the emperor dies with us.

We can't let our deaths go to waste.

She and Mo Zheng lay on their respective beds, waiting quietly.

The emperor arrived, but instead of the falling blade, he stood by the bed like a thief, watching.

Was he trying to see if this face resembled someone he knew?
Yang Luo reached out and touched her face.

Before lying down, she asked Mo Zheng for a towel to wipe away her makeup: "It took me two lifetimes to finally stand in front of him. I will no longer hide myself."

But when she actually faced this person and had to ask the question she wanted to ask, she was still a little afraid.

Don't be afraid.

She heard Mo Zheng say behind her, and she could feel the cold, chilling blade in Mo Zheng's hand as he patted her arm.

Yang Luo couldn't help but laugh.

"Your Majesty," she looked at the emperor before her, a smile playing on her lips, "did you send men to kill my mother in White Horse Town?"

……

.......
Who did he kill?

The emperor looked at the girl's bright smile and was somewhat dazed. When he heard her question, he was even more stunned.

It was as if Ah Tong's voice was ringing in my ears again.

"Deng Shan, are you going to divorce me?"

How could he! He wasn't going to divorce her, and he certainly wouldn't kill her!
The emperor covered his eyes with his hands and shook his head vigorously.

“I didn’t,” he said. “How could I kill her?”

That's Ah Tong.

He knew why the girl asked that question. He remembered Ah Tong's death; he hadn't forgotten it, and he wouldn't let it go.

He looked at the girl: "Listen to me."

The girl seemed unconcerned about what he was saying and interrupted him again.

“It’s not His Majesty,” she said. “That’s good.”

That's good……

The emperor felt a lump in his throat again, recalling what Ah Tong had said before, and then ordered him to send Chai Feng away.

“You can’t say she was divorced,” she said. “She was just a concubine, sold off.”

The emperor closed his eyes; he couldn't respond to her words at that moment...

he……

The emperor took a deep breath and looked at the young girl.

“What do you want…” he said.

He will agree to her request.

He disappointed her mother, so he satisfied her daughter.

The girl looked at him, smiled again, and without saying a word, raised her hand and pulled out a jade pendant from her neck.

“You just answered my question, so before I ask any other questions, I’ll return this to you,” she said, handing the jade pendant forward. “This should be yours.”

his?

The emperor hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and took the jade pendant, recognizing the dragon pattern on it at a glance.

is his.

The dragon pattern is imperfect and crooked because he carved it himself.

A-Tong said he was overjoyed to have a child and wanted to personally give his and A-Tong's child a gift.

“I will carve jade, and you can carve the child’s birth date.”

The emperor's fingers traced from the dragon pattern to the characters; it was a birthday. A light, cheerful female voice whispered in his ear.

"...This is my birthday, carved by my mother."

Her birthday.

The emperor looked at the date and time on the jade pendant. The night lamp was too dim, but his vision was clearer than ever before.

This handwriting is Ah Tong's.

This time, this time, this, this time!
I could almost hear Ah Tong's cheerful voice in my ears.

"...Ah Shan, our child should be born around this time."

The emperor raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Yang Luo," the emperor murmured.

A-Tong's daughter, his daughter
The emperor's vision went black.

(End of this chapter)