After instructing Su Chengyu, Xiao Changyi went back to the bedroom chamber with An Jing.
It was also at this moment that Xiao Changyi finally asked An Jing, "What’s wrong? I noticed something was off with you earlier."
While he was teaching Su Chengyu earlier, he seemed to be concentrating, but in fact, most of his heart was on her because he felt that something was not right with her.
An Jing didn’t speak, just stared at Xiao Changyi intently.
"What’s the matter?" he asked softly, a bit anxious yet extremely patient.
An Jing continued to stare at Xiao Changyi, as if she could see through his clothes, to all the scars that marred her husband’s body. They had been married for a long time, and she knew every single one of his scars.
But no matter which scar it was, her heart would twist into a tight knot, aching, aching so deeply.
Therefore, her gaze naturally revealed her heartache.
It was sincere heartache.
Seeing An Jing , Xiao Changyi became even more anxious: "What on earth is the matter? Don’t stay silent."
An Jing didn’t care whether Xiao Changyi was sweaty at the moment, she hugged him tightly, clinging to Xiao Changyi, and after a long while, she murmured, "My lord, the Emperor spoke to me about some of your past..."
Xiao Changyi’s thin, cool lips pressed together slightly before he said lightly, "He is old and indeed very long-winded."
An Jing couldn’t help but laugh suddenly, her mood no longer as heavy as before. Then, with amusement, she asked, "What, wasn’t he long-winded when he was young?"
"I don’t know. He was old when I met him."
"Didn’t you meet him eight years ago when he was only forty-five? That’s not considered old, right?" An Jing found this even more amusing.
Without waiting for Xiao Changyi to respond, An Jing remembered something, "I’ve forgotten that most men here are grandfathers by the age of forty!" Indeed, at forty-five, one was considered old.
Following that, An Jing looked at him somewhat displeased, "You’re just trying to distract me!"
Only then did Xiao Changyi sigh softly, saying earnestly, "You should remember what I told you, that my life truly began when I met you. No matter what my past was like, you needn’t trouble yourself over it."
"I don’t want to trouble myself over it, but when I think about your past... I can’t help but feel distressed..." An Jing’s mood sank again, her hand instinctively moving to the position of the most fatal scar over his chest.
That injury was suffered for the Emperor of Xiyun, his father.
Thankfully, her lord finally woke up.
Otherwise, she would never have met her lord.
And there would be no lovely daily life for her and her lord as they have now.
However, her lord’s past truly distressed her so much...
Had it been someone else, she might not have felt the same, but this is her lord, and she truly felt an overwhelming heartache.
"Don’t be upset, it’s all in the past," coaxed Xiao Changyi softly. "Stop thinking about it. I don’t even think about it. If you really must, then think more about our future."
Their future would surely be wonderful.
Upon hearing this, An Jing immediately smiled: "Yes."
Her lord had indeed suffered in the past, but with her by his side, and their future ahead, he would definitely not suffer anymore, nor would she allow her lord to suffer any longer.
"Prince, the Emperor summons you to the Imperial Study Room for an important discussion!"
That day, An Jing planned to visit the Imperial Garden that once had been turned into a vegetable field by her husband’s doing. The Emperor of Xiyun told her that her husband had planted a lot of cabbages in the Imperial Garden, which made her even more curious and eager to check it out.
Even though the Imperial Garden had been restored, she still wanted to go and see.
However, before she and her lord had the chance to step out of Fenghua Palace, Eunuch Fu, the head eunuch in charge from the Emperor of Xiyun’s side, came to report such news.