After her luck was taken away, she fell in love with the woman who traveled through time.

"Is it really you? My queen is back?" The emperor suddenly became excited.

Liang Tan calmed down instantly, left Cui Ling's arms and knelt down: "I am just a servant in the seal room. I dare not pretend to be the queen even if I have the courage of heaven."

The practice of eunuchs and palace maids having sex has existed since the previous dynasty. Everyone knows it, but no one would bring it up openly. The same goes for Liang Tan. Although she didn't mention her sex partner, just the sentence 'the person who serves in the seal-keeping room' was enough to let everyone know that she was Cui Ling's sex partner.

The emperor is the supreme ruler above all others. A more absurd one might occupy the wives of his subjects, but he would never visit a woman who has been used by a eunuch, just like an ordinary wealthy person might want to eat porridge and side dishes occasionally, but would never eat the rotten rice in a beggar's bowl.

So when the emperor heard her words, his face instantly turned dark and he turned away.

Liang Tan looked at Cui Ling worriedly. Cui Ling had no expression on his face. He directly picked her up and carried her sideways, and walked towards the Imperial Household Department in front of everyone. Liang Tan moved uneasily, but he held her tighter in return.

In desperation, Liang Tan had to remind him: "...My hand was injured."

Cui Ling turned a deaf ear and instead quickened his pace. Liang Tan had no choice but to stay still.

When he returned to the Imperial Household Department, the imperial physician had already been summoned. Liang Tan sat down beside the bed and shuddered for a moment when he saw the cotton cloth and white wine in the imperial physician's hands.

Cui Ling sat down beside her and held her head in his arms: "Don't look at it."

"...Actually, I think it's okay without bandaging it." Liang Tan trembled and didn't dare to look.

Cui Ling patted her back soothingly: "It will be healed soon. It won't hurt if you don't look at it."

The corner of Liang Tan's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to ask how it was possible, he felt a piercing pain in the palm of his hand.

"Ouch..." This was much more painful than when he rushed out to block the knife. Liang Tan couldn't help but groan in pain, and his back kept shaking.

Cui Ling felt a pain in her heart when she heard this. The hand that was patting her back suddenly stiffened, and blue veins popped out on the back of her hand.

"Just bear with it, it will be fine soon." His voice was hoarse, as if he was the one who was injured.

Liang Tan whimpered like a little animal and bit his clothes to endure the pain. Cui Ling held her expressionlessly without saying a word, while the imperial physician and the servants beside him broke out in a cold sweat and became more cautious. When the wound was properly treated, not only Liang Tan looked like he had just been fished out of the water, but everyone else was no exception.

Liang Tan leaned weakly on Cui Ling's shoulder. It was very difficult for him to even stand up, but he still had time to comfort him: "Fortunately, the wound is not deep. It doesn't need stitches. It will probably recover soon."

Cui Ling laid her flat on the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and then looked into her eyes: "Who prepared the palace maid's clothes for you, and who let you out?"

This is the time to settle accounts. Liang Tan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face: "It was me who insisted on following you secretly, and you are not allowed to punish anyone."

Cui Ling: "So you went out early in the morning and were also there at the Dharma Assembly." He used declarative sentences throughout.

"...Don't change the subject. Promise me that you won't punish anyone." Liang Tan didn't let him lead him.

Cui Ling looked at her expressionlessly.

Liang Tan felt a pain in his heart when he saw his cold eyes. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

After a long while, she sighed and gently pulled his sleeve with her intact hand: "Cui Ling, don't be angry, I'm fine, it's a good thing I went, otherwise if that knife stabbed me, you would have lost half your life even if you didn't die."

"I would rather be the one to die." His eyes were extremely cold, and it was obvious that he had not yet calmed down from the accident.

Liang Tan flattered: "Pfft, ptff, don't talk nonsense. If you die, who will protect me? Besides, I know my limits. Didn't you see that when I rushed forward, I didn't push you, but pushed the knife first."

"Is your measure to appear before the Emperor rashly?" Under normal circumstances, Cui Ling would have compromised long ago, but today he kept on pestering her.

Liang Tan still didn't feel he had done anything wrong, but seeing that he was still angry, he could only give in and beg for mercy: "I promise that I will never be as impulsive as I was today in the future."

Cui Ling had a wooden face and said nothing.

Liang Tan's eyes moved and he cried out in pain.

Cui Ling couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately leaned forward nervously: "What's wrong?"

"Maybe the wound was pressed down. It hurts." She pretended.

After knowing each other for so many years, how could Cui Ling not see that she was pretending, but she still felt distressed: "It's natural that it hurts when you're hurt so deeply."

"It's not as deep as the knife you blocked for me." Liang Tan smiled.

She gave in again and again, and Cui Ling could no longer vent his anger. After a long pause, he sighed and said, "That's it."

This means that she will not pursue the matter. Liang Tan's smile became even more sincere. In order to prevent him from getting sick, she even revealed some other information to cheer him up: "Cui Ling, this is the last time I will reveal the secret. I will no longer have this ability in the future."

This is all the story before the rebirth. After avoiding the assassination that leads to the rebirth, there is a brand new future that the author has never written.

"Really?" Cui Ling looked at her, as if trying to determine the truth in her words.

Liang Tan nodded seriously: "Yes."

Cui Ling felt better after hearing the only good news today.

Liang Tan looked at him and found it funny for a moment: "Without this ability, I won't be able to help you anymore. Are you still happy?"

Cui Ling glanced at her sideways, stood up and locked the door. After tidying up, he made a bed on the floor and lay down.

In the darkness, Liang Tan stared at the bed curtains quietly. After a long while, he asked, "Cui Ling, I have already told the Emperor today that I am your lover. He should not have any ideas about me again, right?"

"He is the emperor, how could he want to have sex with the eunuchs?" Cui Ling whispered to comfort him.

The two of them asked and answered each other, and then stopped talking, but they did not feel at ease.

One of them had been the master of the harem for a long time, and the other had been reviewing memorials since he was thirteen years old. They knew better than anyone how licentious the man sitting on the throne now was.

The next morning, Cui Ling was summoned by the emperor.

In the imperial study, the emperor was reading memorials with droopy eyes. When Cui Ling arrived, he knelt down and greeted, "Your Highness."

The emperor turned a deaf ear and let him kneel on the ground. Cui Ling lowered his eyes and said no more words. Although his head was lowered, his back was straight.

The incense burner in the study was burning with a strong scent of Zen incense, but it still couldn't cover up the bitter smell of the medicine in the room. The emperor felt tired after sitting for a while now, and could only lean on the soft couch to continue reading the memorials. The study was quiet, with only the sound of flipping pages.

After a long while, a young eunuch trotted into the room and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Li wants to see you."

"Let him in." The emperor didn't even raise his head and didn't mention asking Cui Ling to stand up.

The young eunuch looked at Cui Ling worriedly, but seeing that he did not respond, he turned around and went out to pass on the message.

Within a moment, an official came in. He was surprised to see Cui Ling kneeling on the ground, but quickly returned to discussing state affairs with the emperor.

People kept coming in and out for the whole morning, and Cui Ling was still kneeling on the ground. The hard tiles rubbed against his knees. At first it was just a needle-like pain, which gradually turned into a piercing pain. As it got worse, he felt numb and painful.

It was not until noon, when there was no one else in the study, that the emperor looked at him and said, "I didn't know you were so capable."

"I don't know what the emperor is talking about." Cui Ling lowered his eyes.

"I don't know?" The emperor laughed angrily, "Your spouse looks exactly like the late queen. Do you dare to say you don't know?"

"I only served the late queen for a few months before I came to serve the emperor. Now the late queen has been gone for many years. I really didn't know they looked exactly the same," Cui Ling paused for a moment and looked up at him. "Besides, when I met the late queen, she was already over 40 years old. I have never seen her appearance when she was young. I don't know what similarities there are between her and me."

His answer was reasonable, and the emperor was somewhat convinced, but he still sneered: "Let's not talk about this matter for now. She is so beautiful, but you don't offer her to me, but keep her for yourself. What is your intention? Don't forget whose harem this is!"

Cui Ling said nothing, a hint of disgust flashed in his lowered eyes.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the emperor thought he had questioned him and felt a little proud. In addition, he had been sitting in the imperial study for the whole morning and was already exhausted. Gradually, he spoke softly.

"I will forgive you this time because this is your first offense," he said slowly, "but she looks too much like the late queen. I cannot allow her to be your mistress again. In the next two days, you should spread the word that she is not your mistress, but is just staying with you temporarily according to my order. Do you understand?"

As for what would happen after the explanation, he said nothing more.

Cui Ling knelt quietly for a long time and said, "Yes."

The emperor glanced at him with disdain in his eyes: "Okay, I don't need you to serve me here, go back."

"Yes."

Cui Ling stood up in response, and the moment he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his knees. A fine layer of sweat quickly broke out on his forehead, and his vision went dark. However, he only staggered once, then turned around and left steadily.

He had been in the Imperial Study for more than two hours from the time he arrived to the time he left. Liang Tan had also been waiting in the Imperial Household Department for more than two hours. When he saw him coming back from outside, he rushed to greet him, "Cui Ling, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me?" Cui Ling smiled and looked down at the gauze in her hand. "It's very clean. It looks like it's been well taken care of."

"Of course I took good care of it. I did nothing but wait for you all morning," Liang Tan said, and hurriedly followed him back to the room. As soon as he entered, he closed and locked the door. "Did the emperor make things difficult for you?"

"No." Cui Ling replied.

Liang Tan didn't believe it: "He is not a generous person. Tell me, how does he plan to deal with us?"

Cui Ling looked at her anxious expression, and after a moment of silence, he raised his lips and said, "Just rest and recuperate. I will handle this matter myself."

"How can I concentrate on recuperating if you keep hiding everything from me? You might as well tell me everything." Liang Tan frowned, and seeing that he remained silent, she used her uninjured hand to pull his sleeve. As a result, because she was too close, she accidentally touched his leg, and the next moment she heard a muffled groan from his throat.

Liang Tan was alert instantly: "Where are you injured?"

"I'm not hurt." Cui Ling remained calm.

"You're still lying!" Liang Tan immediately tried to pull off his robe.

Cui Ling stood there, even retreating to avoid her was difficult, so he could only reach out to stop her, and he had to be careful not to touch her hand. After several times, he had to compromise: "My knee is injured."

Liang Tan then gave up.

A quarter of an hour later, Cui Ling sat on the bed after a long absence. His outer robe had been untied, and his underwear had been taken off. Only a quilt covered his key parts, revealing a pair of purple and swollen knees. Because he had been kneeling on the brick floor for too long, blood had been coughed up from his knees, which looked shocking.

Liang Tan had prepared himself mentally, but after seeing his knees, he still took a deep breath: "This bastard."

Cui Ling looked at her lively expression due to anger, and the pain in his knee seemed to be relieved a lot.

"It's just a minor injury. It will be fine after a few days of rest." He whispered comfortingly.

Liang Tan's eyes turned red with anger. Hearing this, he said nothing but lowered his head to apply medicine to him. Cui Ling looked at her trembling eyelashes and the slightly messy hair on her temples. After moving his fingers, he couldn't help but lift them up to help her tuck the hair behind her ears.

This action was too ambiguous. He was awakened from his dream after he finished it. His whole body tensed up immediately. When he was about to say sorry, Liang Tan suddenly looked up and glanced at him: "Don't move."

"……Um."

After applying the medicine, Cui Ling lay down to rest at Liang Tan's order. He wanted to get his own bed on the floor, but she forced him to give up with a look and he could only lie on the bed obediently.

In just one night, the identities of the two people seemed to have been switched. Cui Ling only found it funny but did not dare to laugh in front of her.

He had already told Liang Tan everything that happened in the imperial study today. Liang Tan was frowning as he heard it: "What should we do now? He wants you to go out and dispel the rumors about the couple. It's obvious that he wants to take me into the palace in the future."

"I won't let him succeed." Cui Ling comforted.

Liang Tan, however, did not hold out hope: "He is just trying to show his power now, and you are already injured like this. If you continue to refuse, I am afraid that you will have a harder time in the future."

At this moment, she suddenly regretted her rash appearance yesterday. If she had known this would happen, she should have made herself uglier to avoid being noticed by him.

Cui Ling saw what she was thinking at a glance, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously: "You are mine. You can hide for a while but not forever. He will see you sooner or later."

He said the words 'You are mine' very naturally, but after saying it he still couldn't help but look at her, wanting to know how she would react. Unfortunately Liang Tan was thinking about other things and didn't pay attention to these words. Cui Ling pursed her thin lips lightly.

"By then he will be old and confused, and will not have any sexual thoughts anymore." Liang Tan looked disgusted whenever he mentioned him, wondering why he was always being thought of by these wretched old men. In the first world, he was the protagonist's father, and now he is an old emperor.

Seeing that she was still worried, Cui Ling spoke a few words to comfort her. However, Liang Tan was still absent-minded. He didn't eat the cakes or read the storybooks. He always stuck to his side and was not at ease no matter what he did.

Cui Ling originally thought that she would get better after a while, but she remained like this until dinner. Seeing that she had only taken a few bites of rice and began to stare at the bowl in a daze, Cui Ling could only put down his chopsticks.

The sound of chopsticks touching bowl drew Liang Tan's attention. Just as he was about to ask why they were only eating this little, he met Cui Ling's calm eyes.

"Liang Tan, believe me." He said slowly.

Liang Tan was silent for a long time and then nodded.

Cui Ling didn't say much, and picked up the chopsticks again to pick up food for her. Liang Tan ate silently, and when he was about to finish, he suddenly asked: "Am I a loser?"

Cui Ling raised her lips: "I'm happy that you're scared."

Liang Tan was stunned, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed after understanding the deeper meaning.

Cui Ling knew that he had said something wrong. He paused and raised his lips: "Eat quickly. You haven't rested all day. You must be sleepy."

"...Okay." Liang Tan lowered her head and used her only remaining hand to pick up the rice. After eating for a long time, she secretly glanced at him, but was caught by him. She was so scared that she quickly lowered her head.

Cui Ling tried to restrain himself several times, but still couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

When resting at night, Liang Tan climbed onto the bed first, leaving a large space.