Chapter 80
Yuan Ye's ward is in the same building as Xiao Ziyu's. Qi Huai couldn't contact Yuan Heng last night, so he could only send him over.
After receiving the call, Yuan Heng first helped Xiao Ziyu to the bed and comforted him, "It's okay, you rest here for a while, I'll go down and take a look."
The ward was quiet, and the voice on the phone could be heard clearly. He said solemnly, "I'll go with you."
Yuan Heng could only go along with his wishes. Xiao Jinchuan pushed the wheelchair over, and the group went downstairs.
The news that his own mother hired someone to kidnap his sister-in-law and murder his brother was too shocking. Yuan Ye fainted after hearing it. The high fever came on with great force, starting in the early morning. It reached 40 degrees several times and no matter what method was used, it could not be brought down.
Qi Huai stayed in the hospital all night, and in the early morning he discovered that Yuan Ye suddenly started talking in his sleep.
Seeing the dark circles under his eyes from working so hard, Yuan Heng gave him three days off: "Go back and have a good rest. I'll give you a raise this month."
Qi Huai was originally hired as a financial officer when Yuan Heng founded the studio. He was tied down right after graduating from university. In recent years, he followed Yuan Heng into Yuantai and became the general assistant. No matter what other people thought of Yuan Heng, he remained loyal.
Yuan Heng waved the man away and came to Yuan Ye's bedside. The doctor was also somewhat helpless: "Now we can only reduce the fever. If the fever cannot be reduced, it may be dangerous."
Yuan Ye's face was flushed with fever, as if he was possessed by a nightmare. His brows were tightly furrowed, his whole body was stiff and tense, his muscles could not relax, and the veins on his forearms were bulging.
Qi Huai was right, he was really talking in his sleep, and his sleep talk was incoherent.
"Whoever wants to be the emperor can do it."
"I have to get up at 11am to attend court. I'm afraid I'm going to die."
"All you want is money. The treasury is empty, you know? Go ask my brother for it if you can!"
"One person who leaves the throne is completely flawed."
The air was silent for a moment, and Yuan Heng looked up at the doctor: "Is this normal?"
"High fever can cause nightmares," the doctor hesitated, "and you may even be unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, but..."
But it also has to be based on logic and common sense. What on earth did Yuan Ye go through to come up with a bunch of incredible sentences?
Everyone was at a loss. Yuan Ye lying on the hospital bed suddenly became quiet and his eyelids moved. Before the doctor could move, the corner of his eye twitched again and a tear rolled down.
He began to gasp, as if he was extremely aggrieved, his nostrils trembling, and he whispered, "Royal brother..."
Xiao Ziyu turned around and looked at Yuan Heng. They looked at each other for a moment. They understood each other without having to say anything: Yuan Ye definitely remembered something.
Yuan Heng's expression remained unchanged. He walked to the bed and touched his forehead, which was still burning hot.
With just such a simple action, the person on the bed seemed to sense something in the dark. His brows were smoothed by his palms, and his tense muscles began to relax. Yuan Ye stopped struggling and hummed softly: "Brother, don't leave me alone..."
"You go ahead and do your work. We'll ring the bell when we need you." Xiao Ziyu persuaded the doctor to leave and turned to face Yuan Heng: "What happened back then?"
"Why did Yuan Ye become the emperor?"
Yuan Heng seemed a little helpless. It was uncomfortable to sit in a wheelchair for a long time. He bent down and carried Xiao Ziyu to the empty bed next to him. Xiao Ziyu grabbed his arm, his eyes burning as if they were real: "Yuan Heng, you can't hide this from me anymore."
Yuan Heng did not hide, but let him pull him, and finally moved his lips and whispered: "What is the truth, you have already guessed it."
Xiao Ziyu was shocked, his eyes full of disbelief. Yuan Heng was originally the crown prince, but the new emperor inexplicably became the eighth prince Yuan Ye. There is actually only one possibility, the simplest and most direct one, that is, the crown prince died without leaving any offspring.
But Yuan Heng was in his prime, and Daliang was rich and powerful, so it was almost impossible for the prince to die.
Xiao Ziyu's teeth trembled slightly as he heard Yuan Heng calmly say, "In the 79th year of Daliang, the crown prince died in battle."
"What?!"
His pupils suddenly contracted and Xiao Ziyu realized that it was the third year after his death.
Although Yuan Heng was the crown prince, he was an expert in martial arts. He once charged into the enemy camp single-handedly and ultimately escaped unscathed. Not to mention that Daliang has a strong military force, with Yuan Heng's ability to scheme, how could he put himself in danger? His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.
Yuan Heng sat down beside the bed and kissed the tears in the corners of his eyes affectionately, "I didn't catch up with you in time because I couldn't hand over such a mess to Yuan Ye."
Daliang had been plagued by problems for a long time under the old emperor's rule. The court was full of corrupt officials and the generals were unruly. A few years after the palace coup, Crown Prince Changfeng used ruthless means to barely restore order in the court and kill one to warn the rest. The civil officials who were just eating and waiting to die fabricated stories about him and spread the rumor that the crown prince was crazy, but he ignored it. The generals did not believe him and thought that the prince from the cold palace was treacherous and not courageous enough, so he went to the military tent in person and ate and slept with everyone else.
Just when the great cause was about to be accomplished, the moon hanging precariously high above our heads suddenly fell.
Xiao Ziyu suddenly remembered what Monk Hua Zhen of Qingyun Temple had said: "After the death of the king, Daliang underwent a three-year reform, reforming politics internally and strengthening foreign relations. The cruelty of the method shocked future generations."
He could hardly find his own voice and whispered, "So you paved the way for Yuan Ye and then gave the throne to him."
Yuan Heng did not comment: "He did a good job."
There was a huge confusion in Xiao Ziyu's eyes, as if there was a thin layer of ice between him and the truth. He walked carefully, trying not to break it. But suddenly one day, the ice broke and he fell down unexpectedly. He was not hurt, but just a little bit unbelievable.
Yuan Heng tried to comfort her while holding back his heartache: "Why, now that you know the truth, do you still want to slap me to vent your anger?"
Xiao Ziyu raised his hand, and when it fell, it caressed Yuan Heng's cheek like a spring breeze. He pulled him close, foreheads touching, noses touching, and choked up as he uttered two words: "Fool."
Yuan Heng stroked the back of his neck, as if he had succeeded: "You have already made a promise to me, it's too late to regret it now."
In his previous life, Xiao Jinchuan traveled all over the place and heard little about the affairs of the court. Although he was shocked when he heard this, his face remained calm. But he didn't expect Yuan Zei to be so affectionate. He said awkwardly: "I misjudged you before."
"No, you read that right." Yuan Heng raised his head, smiling, "I do have evil intentions. Now that Xiao Ziyu is in my hands, I won't give him to anyone who wants him."
Xiao Jinchuan: "..."
On the hospital bed, Yuan Ye trembled as if in a dream, and suddenly struggled violently. He sat up abruptly, his chest heaving violently as he gasped. His eyes opened silently and he looked directly into the eyes of Xiao Jinchuan, who was also speechless.
He had a splitting headache and pressed his forehead with one hand, asking in astonishment, "Who are you? Why are you in my bedroom?"
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Yuan Ye had already pulled out the needle and jumped off the bed: "Assassin! Catch..."
Yuan Heng was the first to react. He stepped forward, pressed his shoulders, pushed him back onto the bed, and shouted, "Yuan Ye!"
Yuan Ye stared at him in a daze, then suddenly reached out and hugged Yuan Heng's shoulders, crying out, "Brother Emperor, it turns out you are not dead!"
"That's not right. You were shot into a hedgehog by arrows, and I collected your body myself. Wuwuwu..."
Yuan Heng didn't die but he almost had a heart attack from anger. He rang the doorbell to call the doctor who gave him a sedative.
Yuan Ye was pushed back to the bed by several nurses. He stared at the ceiling with wide eyes. After a long while, his eyes moved slightly.
Yuan Heng stood aside: "Do you remember?"
Yuan Ye slowly turned his head, his words were too pale to express his true feelings, he let out a long sigh: "Fuck..."
Xiao Jinchuan frowned, as if his bottom line had been pushed to a new low. The next second, Yuan Ye's gaze followed over: "Who is this gentleman?"
"My senior brother." Xiao Ziyu said.
"Imperial sister-in-law..." Yuan Ye murmured, "Wait, is he you in this life or in the previous life..."
"He was my senior brother who taught me in the Pear Garden before." Xiao Ziyu explained.
"Oh..." Yuan Ye nodded and stared at the ceiling again, completely unable to digest it.
"You may have been stimulated and your memory suddenly recovered." Xiao Ziyu was a little worried, "How do you feel now?"
Yuan Ye seemed to suddenly remember something and said anxiously: "Sister-in-law, please don't blame my brother. He didn't do it on purpose in his previous life..."
Seeing Xiao Ziyu's calm expression, he asked tentatively: "Do you already know?"
Xiao Ziyu nodded with a hint of sympathy.
"In the battle between Daliang and Liangzhou, he knew there was an ambush ahead, but he still pursued the enemy and was eventually shot to death by arrows," Yuan Ye was filled with grief and indignation. "The soldiers saw this and were so angry that they killed the barbarian leader so much that he surrendered and came to our Daliang when the city was captured."
"I've been an emperor for forty years, getting up early every day!" Yuan Ye shouted to the sky, "I've worked for my brother for an extra forty years!"
Whether unconscious or awake, Yuan Heng's comments were consistent: "You did a great job."
Yuan Ye was stunned, and tears immediately seeped out of the corners of his eyes. A real man should cry when he wants to. Yuan Heng said with a headache: "Bear it up."
"Brother, you praised me?" Yuan Ye's face was full of disbelief, "You also think I'm not a waste, right? You..."
"I have never thought so," Yuan Heng stood beside his bed and said word by word: "Daliang has lasted for a hundred years to see the beginning of Yunhe, thank you for your hard work."
Yunhe was Yuan Ye's nickname. In the early spring of the 79th year of Daliang, when everything was in ruins and the country was prosperous, Yuan Heng followed Wang Jun. The court officials supported the new king to ascend the throne according to the will. Yuan Ye resolved his grief by focusing on government affairs and, in compliance with his brother's wishes, erased the historical records of those three years, blurring the king's name and leaving no room for discussion a hundred years later.
He never married in his life, and adopted his brothers' children to raise them by his side. He reigned for more than 40 years, becoming one of the longest-reigning emperors of the Liang Dynasty.
Yuan Ye didn't dare to take credit for his brother's work. He took a while to react before saying, "It was fine that they asked me to work in my previous life, but in this life, they actually want me to go back to Yuantai to work."
Yuan Heng's expression froze for a moment, and he got back to the point: "You've heard about Xue Jinling's story."
"My mother..." Yuan Ye paused. To be precise, it should be his mother in this life.
Xue Jinling was pregnant with him before she married into the Yuan family. After giving birth to the child, she focused more on Yuan Qia'an. However, Yuan Qia'an was unmoved and refused to give up power. Only after he became seriously ill did he give part of the shares to his youngest son, using him as a bargaining chip to balance Yuan Heng.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Ye was born to be close to his brother. Not only did he not take part in management, he also wanted to transfer the shares to his eldest brother. The meeting ended in a bad mood on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xue Jinling completely lost confidence in her son and decided to take the risk.
From childhood to youth, there has always been that tall and upright figure in front of Yuan Ye. Although she is busy, she will always appear in time when he gets into trouble. Although she is cold, she will never forget to eat some cake with him on his birthday when no one cares.
Yuan Ye closed his eyes: "You decide, brother, I won't interfere with your judgment."
Xiao Ziyu was a little dazed the whole day. He sat on the bed, silently digesting the huge shock.
Yuan Heng knew that the truth would scare him, but he still felt distressed. After lunch, he drew the curtains, held him in his arms, and comforted him softly, "Take a rest."
Xiao Ziyu was held by him obediently, as if he was attached to the warmth, and took the initiative to reach out and hook Yuan Heng's waist, "Don't go."
Yuan Heng looked at the person in his arms. Xiao Ziyu rarely showed weakness, but at this moment his face was full of confusion and fear, and he looked like he was about to cry. Even if Xiao Jinchuan wanted to rush in and break his legs, he would not leave.
He hugged the person and lay down in the bed, patting his back to comfort him. Xiao Ziyu was silent for a long time. Just when he thought the other person was asleep, Xiao Ziyu suddenly asked, "Does it hurt to be pierced by thousands of arrows?"
Yuan Heng was startled, then lowered his head and kissed the top of his head, and told the truth: "It must hurt."
Xiao Ziyu closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly. But he continued: "But it's not as good as losing one thousandth of you."
"So don't worry," Yuan Heng hugged him tightly, "I won't leave you again."
Two weeks later, the hospital determined that the caregiver could be discharged to stand trial. During this period, he has been under close surveillance by the police and has no chance to contact the outside world. The beneficiary of the equity transfer document clearly shows Xue Jinling's name, and he can no longer offend the other party.
Yuan Ye went to the detention center to see Xue Jinling once. The woman who had always been bright and gentle seemed to have lost her spirit. When she saw her son, she shed tears of sadness: "Son, please save mom and tell your eldest brother. Mom didn't mean for this."
Facing such a mother, Yuan Ye was in a state of embarrassment: "Mom, you are not looking for support this time, you are going to kill someone. That caregiver has a gun. If my brother is a step late, Xiao brother will be in danger. Do you know how serious the consequences are?"
He took a deep breath and said, "I know you think that my son is useless and incompetent, and has only brought shame to you since he was a child. I admit all of this. But I can't forgive the victim."
After leaving the hospital, Yuan Ye went straight to the company. Whether he wanted to or not, some parts of his life had changed drastically, and it would be much better to keep himself busy according to his usual habits.
He plans to continue holding the photography exhibition.
On the weekend, there are not many people in Yuantai Building. Xiao Ziyu has recently stopped all business activities and is focusing on his recuperation. He plans to take advantage of this period to put the Homecoming Fund on the agenda as soon as possible.
After hearing about this fund, Xiao Jinchuan forcefully demanded to buy shares. Xiao Ziyu was in charge of all operations. He didn't understand many things, so he called Yuan Heng to the company to work overtime during his break.
It is rare to have sunny and warm days after the weather turns cooler. Yuan Heng leaned back in his ergonomic chair. From his angle he could just see one side of Xiao Ziyu's cheek. He had a handsome face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and his jaw was slightly tense. Even though he was completely confused by the documents he was reading, he still maintained a certain degree of pride.
For the first time in the office, he had the idea of not wanting to work overtime and wanted to go on a date. He said lazily, "If you don't understand something, you can ask me."
"Don't interfere with my work," Xiao Ziyu refused honestly, but found that there was still something he didn't understand, so he asked, "Can you tell me about the fundraising qualifications?"
"Let me see." Yuan Heng took the document, and put his arm around the slender waist. With a little force, he held the person on his thigh, and shook her firmly before saying, "The foundation must operate normally for at least two years before it is eligible for public fundraising."
Xiao Ziyu lowered his head to write down his notes. He felt the big hand on his waist was not very honest. He opened his mouth to remind him.
Yuan Heng took the lead and stretched out his index finger to block his lips: "I know, the injury has not healed completely. My arm hurts and I can't stretch it. My back hurts too and I can't be pressed. I've said it so many times, I've remembered it all."
Xiao Ziyu kissed his brow lightly, making people feel excited: "I'm busy with work recently, I'm afraid you will tear me apart."
Yuan Heng hadn't been treated like this for a long time. He tilted his face up and let him kiss him. Suddenly, the office door was pushed open from the outside and Yuan Ye strode in.
"elder brother??!"
There was nowhere to hide this time, and Xiao Ziyu felt like he was going to suffer psychological trauma. She kept her head buried in Yuan Heng's neck without moving.
But this angle blocked his face. Yuan Ye said in horror: "Brother, you didn't find a long-haired boy to play a substitute! If you do this, I will kill my relatives for the sake of justice. I saved Brother Xiao's phone number!"
Yuan Heng stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Ziyu's neck, buried him in his arms, and said sternly: "I've exposed you, get out!"
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