The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day

Chapter 1426: Chapter 812: Luming Returns Triumphant, Reunion_4

Taking advantage of their supposed physical discomfort, they each lay back down on their own beds.

It wasn’t that the two of them absolutely couldn’t go out to welcome the imperial carriage, it was just that neither of them could bring themselves to lose that much face.

After all, in front of so many soldiers, one of them disfigured and the other lame—no matter how you looked at it, they both felt rather unwilling to show themselves.

Outside the tent.

Xie Qianyun seemed to hear some movement.

After a short while, she saw Xiao Luming, still clad in armor, walk in.

He looked like he had tanned a good deal more than before, and his body had also grown thinner.

But his whole person was indeed high‑spirited.

Coming back victorious from battle—even the way he walked was different.

Xie Qianyun, however, after only a single glance, hurriedly pulled the quilt over herself.

Xiao Luming’s brows knit slightly.

The corners of his mouth, which had been lifted, clearly dropped at this moment.

Xie Qianyun actually saw that she was hiding from him?!

And after he had rushed back without stopping for a moment.

He stood before Xie Qianyun’s bed, looking down from above at the small figure curled up inside the quilt.

On the third day of his campaign, he had received news from Oasis saying that his mother, the Empress Dowager, had already rescued Xie Qianyun safely.

It was only after receiving this news that he truly let go of the worries in his heart, and, leading a vast and mighty army, pressed straight toward the Tatars, one man against a hundred!

After winning the battle, without resting even a moment, he came straight back to see her.

It would have been one thing if she hadn’t come to welcome his triumphant return, but now, upon seeing him, she actually hid.

"Xie Qianyun!" Xiao Luming’s voice was somewhat cold.

Xie Qianyun had long known that no matter how she treated Xiao Luming, Xiao Luming would still be fierce with her.

"Your Majesty, this concubine’s body is weak and unfit for visitors. Besides, Your Majesty has fought hard in battle and then hurried all the way back. This concubine hopes Your Majesty will return to your tent early to rest well," Xie Qianyun said from under the quilt.

Xiao Luming’s face darkened completely.

Standing to the side, Wu Shen could thoroughly feel the emperor’s anger.

All along the way, though the emperor had never said anything, his heart had been wholly hung upon the Empress’s safety.

After returning to camp, he had paid no heed to his own exhausted body and gone straight to the Empress’s tent; his steps were even so fast that Wu Shen had almost been unable to keep up.

One had to understand that after traveling such a long distance, it was impossible for the emperor to still be walking with such vigor.

It must have been his longing for the Empress that had allowed him, at the limits of his strength, to draw out even greater reserves of energy.

But now—

The Empress actually didn’t appreciate it at all; without so much as a glance at the emperor, she told him to leave.

The emperor’s heart was probably shattered into pieces.

In his opinion, at this moment, the Empress ought to cast everything aside and throw herself into the emperor’s arms, and then...

They would naturally excuse themselves.

The Empress truly did play by no one’s rules.

"I don’t wish to say it a second time. Open the quilt," Xiao Luming ordered.

With the emperor’s usual arrogance, he would have flung his sleeves and walked out.

Yet now he stood ramrod straight, with no intention of leaving in the slightest.

Even though his tone was quite harsh.

"Your Majesty, this concubine..."

"Do you want to make Us do it personally?" Xiao Luming threatened.

Xie Qianyun actually knew she couldn’t hide forever.

She would have to face Xiao Luming sooner or later.

Her ducking under the quilt just now had truly been a reflex.

Thinking carefully, she herself didn’t even know why she didn’t want Xiao Luming to see her like this.

Afraid he would despise her?!

She had already anticipated he would.

Xie Qianyun took a deep breath.

Resigned, she lifted the quilt and then sat up on the bed.

Her movements were even a bit rough.

Xiao Luming frowned.

Her body had only just recovered a little, and she was already bouncing around?!

Could she not behave herself for a moment?

He was just about to scold her.

His gaze suddenly halted.

It was obvious he had seen the little face Xie Qianyun lifted, and on that cheek, the scar that had nearly ruined half her face, jarringly slashed across her features, shocking to behold.

The emotion in Xiao Luming’s eyes clearly changed.

From shock, to horror, to heartache, to deep, deep pain.

He lowered his gaze.

His fingers tightened slightly.

He didn’t even dare look again.

Just looking made his heart feel as if it were being wrenched in pain.

It made it hard for him even to breathe.

Standing by the emperor, Wu Shen naturally saw it too.

He knew the Empress had been gravely injured; the mere fact that she was alive was already heaven’s mercy—or perhaps the Empress Dowager’s extraordinary medical skills—but he hadn’t expected that for surviving, the Empress would have to pay so great a price, that her face would be ruined to such an extent.

Any woman would likely be unable to accept her own features becoming so unrecognizable.

A rough man like him found it enough to make his own heart pound in fear; he couldn’t bear to look straight at it.

"Your Majesty should go and rest early," Xie Qianyun had, of course, noticed the change in Xiao Luming’s expression.

He had only looked at her a few times.

And already Xiao Luming didn’t dare look at her again.

She couldn’t really blame him.

She herself had been frightened when she first saw what she now looked like.

Xiao Luming had grown up in the palace; everyone around him, young or old, male or female, was handsome or beautiful. He had scarcely ever seen anyone ugly, much less someone whose features were completely destroyed.

Xiao Luming’s Adam’s apple bobbed continuously.

One could clearly feel how he was suppressing his emotions.

"This concubine must also rest more," Xie Qianyun finished, and lay back down under the quilt.

Xiao Luming turned his gaze, once more looking at the completely wrapped‑up Xie Qianyun.

He wanted to reach out, but his hand froze halfway in the air.

Any woman would care about her looks; with Xie Qianyun so disfigured...

She wouldn’t want people to see her either, would she?!

Just like how, these past few days, when he tried to see her, she kept hiding under the quilt, not letting him look.

He pressed his lips together.

In the end he lowered his hand and turned to leave.

Under the quilt, Xie Qianyun heard the sound of Xiao Luming’s departing footsteps.

Was she disappointed?!

Perhaps a little.

After all, she had ended up like this to save him.

Couldn’t he at least, you know, pretend a little?

Xie Qianyun let out a sigh.

Fortunately, she had a big heart and wouldn’t take it too much to heart.