Her guards

Chapter 169 My Request

"Ah Shan".

A woman's voice called in my ear.

The emperor struggled to open his eyes and saw Yang Tong sitting in the lamplight.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?"

The emperor opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

But Yang Tong seemed to hear his answer and smiled.

“It’s a girl,” she said, moving closer to him, her eyes sparkling. “What should we name her?”

The emperor's lips moved, and this time he made a sound with force.

"fall……"

"Your Majesty," a clear and melodious female voice said, "Your subject is here."

Your subject's daughter.

The emperor's ears were ringing, the darkness before his eyes faded, and Yang Tong in the lamplight disappeared.

The emperor looked at the two young girls standing before him. The room was no longer just lit by nightlights; the bright lights illuminated the girls' concerned expressions.

"Your Majesty," she said softly, "let's summon the imperial physician."

The emperor nearly fainted upon receiving the jade pendant, and the guards immediately rushed forward to strike the two girls.

Fortunately, the emperor managed to stop it while he was still holding on.

He stopped them from calling the imperial physician, and only allowed them to sit down with support.

"Let me calm down, just a little while."

"Go down, go down, she won't hurt me."

The guards withdrew.

However, Yang Luo did not let his maid leave; the maid stood quietly behind Yang Luo.

The emperor took a deep breath and looked at Yang Luo...

I initially thought this child looked a lot like Ah Tong, but there were also some differences between him and Ah Tong.

Now he knows.

The things that don't resemble A-Tong are that he resembles her.

These eyebrows, and these ears.

The emperor's eyes blurred with tears once again.

Heavens, it's his child, his and Atong's child.

That child actually...

"They said the child was aborted," the emperor said, choking back tears.

Yang Luo said softly, "Actually, I don't know if I'm your child. My mother never told me. You can ask Duke Ding'an or someone else..."

“There’s no need to ask anyone.” The emperor shook his head. “Since your mother engraved your birth date on this jade pendant, it’s genuine.”

Atong is a proud person; he would never use this jade pendant if it weren't for his child.

His child!
The emperor covered his face with his hands.

“I was stupid,” he choked out. “I secretly went to see your mother and saw her holding a baby and calling out to an accountant, ‘Father.’ I thought your mother was with someone else…”

Yang Luo thought for a moment, then said, "Uncle Accountant, the baby you saw should be Cai Die."

Her expression held a hint of reminiscence.

“Uncle Accountant and his wife fled famine to Baima Town. They had a difficult childbirth, and my mother took them in. Cai Die is two years younger than me. A few years ago, Uncle Accountant and his family went back to their hometown.”

He smiled as he said this.

"It's a good thing they left, otherwise they would have died in White Horse Town too."

The emperor froze.

Those people, those people killed A-Tong.

Were those people real bandits, or did Ji Ying's servant say so...?

The Marquis of Yichun appointed Ji Ying to do it.

His hands, hanging by his sides, clenched, making a creaking sound.

This seemingly absurd, suppressed accusation remained weighing on his mind...

“Those people are not real bandits,” Yang Luo said, then curtsied. “Your Majesty, please find the real culprit.”

The maid standing behind her also bowed.

The emperor reached out to help, but hesitated to approach.

"Don't be so polite, I am your father," he said, his throat tightening as he spoke the word "father," looking at the girl.

Yang Luo, Luo...

"If it's a girl, we'll name her Luoying. It's so pretty, like a shower of falling petals, Princess Luoying."

Fallen, blossoms.

This is the name he gave his child.

Ah Tong chose a word because there is only a mother and no father?

Ah Tong.

The emperor raised his hand to cover his face, and tears welled up in his eyes.

His child.

He even hit this child!
The emperor lowered his sleeves and hurriedly stepped forward, looking at Yang Luo: "I've ordered someone to punish your hand, your hand, your hand..."

Are you injured? Are you injured?

Yang Luo laughed: "Your Majesty, you've forgotten that I switched identities with the maid. I wasn't injured. Not only was I unharmed when I was hit on the hand, but I wasn't injured at any other time either."

At other times.

Yes, he hit her, the empress hit her, and the empress even tried to kill her with a crossbow...

The emperor suffocated in an instant.

The Duke of Ding'an, the Marquis of Yichun, and the Empress all knew about this child, and they certainly knew that this was his and Yang Tong's child.

They don't say it.

They wanted to kill her, they kept it from him, they...

The emperor's chest heaved violently, yet he was suffocating and unable to breathe. His face was flushed, and he seemed about to explode.

Yang Luo couldn't help but glance at Mo Zheng behind her, her eyes questioning...

Won't that drive people crazy?
Mo Zheng gestured with her chin to signal her to step forward and comfort her.

Yang Luo looked at the emperor in front of her and slowly reached out to support his arm...

This was also the first time she had ever met her father, in both her past and present lives. Her father.

“Your Majesty,” she said, lowering her eyes, “please don’t overthink it.”

The emperor looked down at the hand supporting his arm, his child's hand...

He thought he would never again have Princess Luoying's hand supporting him.

Tears streamed down the emperor's face. He exhaled, took a deep breath, and nodded at Yang Luo: "Yes, let's not think about those things for now. The most important thing now is to let everyone know about you, to know that you are my daughter, my Princess Luoying."

Yes, he wants to declare to the world that this time, no one can stop him, and no one can stop him!
The hand supporting her arm swayed gently.

"Your Majesty," Yang Luo said, "you're overthinking it."

The emperor paused, looking at her.

"Your Majesty, you should remember, my mother separated from you, and she had no husband," Yang Luo said softly. "So..."

She gave a slight curtsy.

"I will not acknowledge you as my father."

The emperor's vision went black again.

……

……

"Fine, Deng Shan, then I'll divorce you."

"Deng Shan, from this day forward, we are no longer husband and wife. There is no relationship between us!"

Ah Tong's voice echoed in my ears.

The emperor covered his face with his hands, and tears streamed down his face.

Ah Tong.

We can't be without relationships; we still have children.

“Your Majesty, I know it’s very sudden to tell you this tonight.” The woman’s voice was soft, and her delicate hand gently shook his arm again. “It is a great surprise to me that you can completely trust me without questioning or verification.”

"Really? She's happy. That's good, that's good." The emperor took a deep breath and looked at the girl in front of him.

“Your trust in me is enough for me,” Yang Luo said. “I came to see you not to claim kinship, but to confirm whether you want my daughter and me to die. If you want us to die, then we will die in peace.”

Go to die in peace.

That's why she took out the jade pendant after asking that question, thus revealing her identity.

If she receives the opposite answer, she will no longer mention her identity.

A man who would kill his own wife has no reason to acknowledge his relatives.

The emperor closed his eyes, stopping the tears that were about to well up: "It is my incompetence, it is my fault that you have suffered this calamity."

The hand supporting his arm loosened, and Yang Luo took a step back.

"Since Baima Town was not under your command, please investigate the truth."

She said she curtsied again, and Mo Zheng beside her followed suit.

"To avenge the people who died in Baima Town, that is my only request in coming to see you."

……

……

The night is fading.

The emperor walked slowly through the palace, glancing down at his arm every now and then.

The arm that had been supported by his fallen petals.

Unfortunately, they loosened their grip very quickly.

She did not acknowledge him as her father and asked him to continue to keep it a secret and not reveal her identity.

She did not seek to acknowledge her father.

How dare he ask her to acknowledge him as his father?
What did he, as her father, do to her?
He didn't raise her, and all the misfortunes she and her mother suffered were caused by him.

Without punishing the murderer and letting Ah Tong rest in peace, how can he have the face to hear her call him "father"?

The emperor raised his hand and slapped himself, the sound echoing loudly in the silent palace.

Only the guards were around, and they were as quiet as the night.

However, a report came from the front.

"Your Majesty, Wei Jiao requests an audience."

Is it a health-related issue?
Yes, Wei Jiao is here. As for the embroidered robes, once the emperor enters the palace, they can't hide it from them.

It's good that Wei Jiao is here; it's a good opportunity to give him instructions. The emperor nodded in acknowledgment.

"His Majesty."

Wei Jiao came running out of the night, wrapped in a cloak, the thin clothes underneath revealed as he ran, and even half of his shoulder and chest were bare, as if he had come in a hurry.

Why did you come in the middle of the night?

He asked anxiously.

The emperor remained silent, his gaze fixed on Wei Jiao's bare shoulders and chest. In the dim light of the night, large patches of blood could be seen seeping from the white bandages...

This injury...

The emperor strode up to Wei Jiao, reached out and held his shoulder, looking at his wound and the bloodstains.

This injury...

The injury almost fell on Luo Ying herself.

Even if that maid replaced his fallen petals, these crossbow bolts were still aimed at his fallen petals!

Heavens, his fallen petals are so badly injured!
The emperor held Wei Jiao's shoulder, tears streaming down his face, while Wei Jiao shouted and yelled in his ears.

"Your Majesty! So you were worried about my injury!"

"Your Majesty, you came here especially for me because you were worried about me!"

"His Majesty--"

Wei Jiao hugged the emperor and burst into tears.

"Your Majesty, although I have a father, it's as if I don't have one. Fortunately, I have Your Majesty—"

Having a father is the same as not having one...

Yes, that's how his fallen petals are. Upon hearing this, the emperor's vision went black again.

This time, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed weakly onto Wei Jiao.

"Oh my god, His Majesty fainted from heartache because of me!"

"Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"

(End of this chapter)