Chapter 35: Now...Let It Go
'The Emperor Gan's poison was given by Ye Chenyin just to save you.'
Rong Yu was shocked and looked up at Ye Chenyin. In order to save him, he did not hesitate to poison his father. He was truly a villain.
"Is Ye Chenyin's Darkness Value full now?"
"It's not full yet, 70%. With you around, he won't turn evil so easily."
'That's also a 20% surge...' Rong Yu sighed.
Although it is better than before, it is not 100% all the time.
But has Ye Chenyin's feelings for him deepened? Poisoning his father and robbing the execution ground are both capital crimes.
Alas, although I have feelings for him, the fate is already determined and the ending is destined to be BE. Only he himself knows the pain involved.
Rong Yu suppressed his chaotic thoughts, took the dagger, and without hesitation, cut a bloody wound in his palm. Blood gushed out, and he aimed it at the slightly open lips of Emperor Gan, and fed it drop by drop.
Afterwards, he casually wrote a prescription and handed it to Shen Qinghe: "Fry it according to this recipe and feed it to you."
Shen Qinghe took the prescription, turned around and walked out of the hall without saying a word to boil the medicine.
Rongyu sighed in her heart: I must take good care of myself when I get back and make up for all the blood I lost in the past few days.
Seeing Ye Chenyin about to take Rong Yu away, Prime Minister Wen stepped forward and bowed, saying, "I, your humble servant, would like to ask Your Highness Prince Jing to wait until His Majesty wakes up before taking Young Master Rong away."
Ye Chenyin's face suddenly turned cold. But when he saw Rong Yu nod slightly, he suppressed his anger and said nothing more. He just silently helped Rong Yu sit down and carefully bandaged the wound on his palm.
Ye Chenyuan had wanted to talk to Rongyu since the moment Ye Chenyin brought him back. He finally stepped forward, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to Rongyu, his eyes sincere: "Thank you."
"Your Highness Prince Yan, you're welcome." Rong Yu took the tea and was about to drink it when Ye Chenyin snatched it away.
"Third brother, please forgive me." Ye Chenyin glanced at Wu Pingting who was not far away. "People's hearts are unpredictable, so we must be on guard."
Ye Chenyuan followed his gaze and understood.
The matter of Ye Chenming remained unresolved. If his father had not been in imminent danger, he would never have allowed himself to enter the palace, which was filled with murderous intent. He had indeed been careless just now.
"It was my fault."
In a moment, Shen Qinghe entered, carrying the medicine. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. The air seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath. This was a huge gamble.
Rong Yu's identity remains a mystery, and the Emperor previously intended to kill him. Who can be sure he wouldn't take this opportunity to poison her? If he weren't desperate, why would he entrust the Emperor's life to this man?
After a moment's silence, the purple hue of Emperor Gan's lips slowly faded, and his eyelids fluttered slightly, a sign of awakening. Imperial Physician Zhang hurried forward to take his pulse, confirming the poison had resolved. The tense atmosphere in the hall finally relaxed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Emperor Gan slowly regained consciousness. Wu Pingting had already knelt beside the dragon bed, sobbing and expressing her worry. Emperor Gan's cloudy gaze struggled to scan the crowd, initially with a subtle hint of anticipation, then shifting to an unspeakable sense of loss, finally settling on Rongyu.
"You..." Gan Di's voice was hoarse and strained, and he gestured for Rong Yu to come closer: "Come here."
Rongyu took a step forward as he was told.
"It was you who saved me?" Emperor Gan's gaze fell on his left hand wrapped in thick gauze.
"Yes." Rong Yu's tone was calm.
A hint of sneer flashed through my mind. If it weren't for me, you would have gone to see your grandmother long ago.
Emperor Gan smiled faintly, "I want to kill you, and you dare to save me? Aren't you afraid that I will wake up and still take your life?"
"I saved you not for His Majesty," Rong Yu deliberately slowed down his speech, creating a somewhat mysterious tone, "but for His Royal Highness Prince Jing."
This was exactly the opportunity he had been waiting for. When showing kindness to others, he had to make the kindness meaningful.
Ye Chenyin was slightly startled when he heard this. What did he mean? Rong Yu continued, "Prince Jing saved my life. This time, I am only here to repay him."
Ye Chenyin felt mixed emotions, feeling both happy and disappointed when he heard him talk about repaying his gratitude.
He had already repaid that favor, so why should he be saved at the cost of hurting himself?
"You saved his mother and me first, and now we're even." Emperor Gan closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again. "You're repaying a favor, and that doesn't seem like the behavior of a cold-blooded killer. I misjudged you earlier. Just stay with Prince Jing."
Humph, what a flexible king! Rong Yu sneered inwardly. Saving his life is a meritorious service, while saving others is a capital crime? This double standard, he really understood.
Ye Chenyin had anticipated this outcome, and his expression remained calm. Ye Chenyuan, however, was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward to express his gratitude, "Your Majesty, thank you for your grace, Father!"
Emperor Gan looked at his son tenderly, his eyes filled with genuine affection. He caught a glimpse of Wu Pingting's face, which was filled with resentment, and he immediately understood.
"Everyone, please leave," Emperor Gan waved his hand with a slightly tired look, "Prime Minister Wen, the three of you stay."
Several people left the bedroom, and another bright moon hung high in the night sky.
But the moonlight tonight is completely different from the bleakness outside the prison yesterday. It is bright and clear, as if illuminating the maze ahead.
Ye Chenyin supported Rongyu and wanted to pick him up again, but Rongyu raised his hand to stop him: "It's okay now."
"Rong Yu," Ye Chenyuan quickly caught up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I can't be of any help."
His face was filled with guilt and helplessness. For the past two days, he had been running around the palace, begging his mother desperately, but was coldly rejected.
He repeatedly requested to see his father, but was always turned away. When he learned that Rong Yu was tortured in prison, he was extremely anxious but could do nothing, and could only blame himself for being powerless.
At this moment, he even felt that Ye Chenming was right. In this deep palace, without a solid power base, it would be difficult to move forward.
"I will always remember your Majesty the Prince of Yan's loyalty to me in front of the Emperor," Rong Yu said calmly, "Thank you very much."
This remark hit Ye Chenyuan's sore spot. If it weren't for him, how could he have been imprisoned and survived? I just heard that if Ye Chenyin hadn't arrived in time, Rongyu would have been a cold corpse on the execution ground.
"Rongyu is seriously injured. I will take him back home first." Ye Chenyin said in a cold tone. Without any explanation, he picked up Rongyu again and walked forward without looking away.
Rongyu is not short, but he has been suffering from injuries for many days and has become emaciated. He looks light and weightless when held in his arms.
"Your Highness, put me down. I can walk." Rong Yu glanced at the palace maids and eunuchs coming towards him. Although they lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him, rumors would surely spread tomorrow, and she would be unable to defend herself.
Ye Chenyin seemed not to hear, his face still covered with a layer of frost, but the arms around him tightened even more.
"From today on, you are not allowed to speak to King Yan." He ordered coldly, his tone brooking no room for argument.
Rong Yu tilted her head to look at his tense jawline, and a hint of joy quietly spread in her heart.
He had a good impression of the gentle and knowledgeable Prince of Yan, and talking with him was indeed like being in a spring breeze. However, Ye Chenyin's expression at this moment was clearly jealous.
"Your Highness, can you smell anything?" Rong Yu deliberately raised his hand and fanned his nose.
Ye Chenyin paused and stared down at the person in his arms under the hazy moonlight. Although he couldn't see the expression clearly, the chill emanating from his body was clearly perceptible.
"You... like him very much?" After a long silence, Ye Chenyin asked with difficulty in a low voice.
Rong Yu looked at his tense expression and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He put his arms around Ye Chenyin's neck and placed a light kiss on his slightly cool cheek.
"I only like Your Highness." The voice was smiling, but clear and firm.
The soft touch on the cheek instantly melted the ice between Ye Chenyin's brows, and his tense features softened.
"Put me down, I want to take a walk." Rong Yu asked softly.
Lying in jail all day, my bones and muscles are almost rusted. If I don't walk on the ground, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk anymore.
Ye Chenyin pondered for a moment, then gently put him down as he was told, and held his hand tightly. The two of them walked slowly side by side on the empty palace road.
The cold moonlight cast a long shadow of two figures leaning on each other on the ground, and they moved slowly on the silent palace bricks with their steps.
As they walked, Ye Chenyin actually let out a low laugh. This was a feeling he had never experienced before. In this palace filled with calculations and resentment, someone was actually walking with him under the moonlight. The atmosphere at this moment actually had a touch of the warmth and warmth of ordinary people.
"I was born into an imperial family, yet I've never known what happiness is," Ye Chenyin's voice was particularly clear in the night. "For now... let it be."
"I'll be happier in the future." Rong Yu responded softly. This was said to Ye Chenyin as well as to himself.
How similar was the indifference and alienation of his parents' love to the present moment? He and Ye Chenyin were indeed in the same boat, and in this strange time and space, they had become each other's comfort.
When they reached the Wenwu Gate, Siyu was leaning against the door, having fallen asleep after waiting for so long. Rongyu stepped forward and gently woke him up: "Thank you for your hard work."
Siyu rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw that it was Rongyu. She exclaimed in surprise, "Rongyu, the emperor won't kill you, right?" Her eyes instantly filled with brilliance.
Rongyu smiled and nodded. In this strange world, there were only a few people who truly cared about him, and Siyu was one of them.
He briefly told her what happened today, and Siyu felt relieved, her face full of joy: "That's great! I must celebrate when I get home, and I won't leave until I'm drunk!"
The three of them returned to Prince Jing's Mansion and saw from afar Steward Cai pacing anxiously at the gate, having already made plans for the worst.
It was not until he saw the carriage approaching and Siyu jumped out and nodded to him vigorously that the old butler's heart finally settled down.
"Your Highness! I am so anxious!" Butler Cai's voice trembled.
"It's all over." Ye Chenyin said lightly, his tone calm.
Seeing Rongyu get off the car, Butler Cai's eyes were slightly red, and he murmured, "It's good that nothing happened, it's good that nothing happened."
Back at the mansion, Ye Chenyin and Rongyu went straight back to the inner room. After closing the door, Rongyu's expression suddenly became serious. He looked directly at Ye Chenyin and said, "How dare you! How dare you poison the emperor?"
"There's no father-son relationship between this prince and him." Ye Chenji had no expression on his face, his tone as cold as ice, "If he dies, he dies."
Rong Yu was speechless for a moment. The dog emperor certainly deserved death, but the fact that Ye Chenyin was willing to take such a huge risk for him was still a shock he hadn't expected.
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