"You... is it because I treated your illness?" Zhou Yang looked at Pan Yang, whose eyes had concealed their emotions.
She only acts like she likes him because she saved him once, and that's why she wants to help him. If that's the case, would he still act the same way if someone else had saved him that day? What if it had been Wang Ji who saved Fan Yang that day?
"No." Pan Yang replied without hesitation. He was joking. If he fell in love with just anyone who saved him, even if he wasn't brainless, he would have died countless times by now.
Zhou Yang felt inexplicably relieved upon hearing those two words, but then his heart tightened again, and he asked calmly, "Then what is it because of?"
He had barely finished speaking when he felt he might have said something inappropriate, so he shook his head and said, "If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to answer. I was just asking casually."
“Because you are Zhou Yang.” Pan Yang said seriously, looking at Zhou Yang and saying each word clearly, “Not because of anything else, but because you are you, you are Zhou Yang, and I am probably destined to like you.”
From the first time we met, from the first time Zhou Yang was willing to die for me, I had already fallen in love with him. People like Huan Yang, who live deep in darkness, traditionally yearn for a ray of light to shine into their world, but Zhou Yang is not as bright as he appears.
They were both in darkness, yet strangely intertwined; they were each other's knife, each other's only one, the only light in each other's eyes.
Zhou Yang's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. His ear tips turned slightly red, but he couldn't help but chuckle and tease, "What if I weren't Zhou Yang?"
"There are no ifs." As she spoke, Pan Yang leaned closer to Zhou Yang and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.
A few days later, Wang Ji probably couldn't sit still any longer and led his guards straight into the Star-Picking Pavilion. Fang Ruyi nudged Pan Yang's arm as she watched the commotion: "My lord, aren't you going to make any preparations?"
Pan Yang looked at Fang Ruyi and blurted out without thinking, "What should I prepare? A coffin for him?"
"No." Fang Ruyi immediately held back. With so many people on the other side, shouldn't you have brought more soldiers, like the Imperial Guards or something, to provide protection?
"Pan Yang! You, as the Imperial Advisor, have mingled with charlatans and cursed numerous court officials, bewitching the Emperor. Today, I will rid the people of this scourge and kill you, you monster!" Wang Ji held a sword, pointing it at Pan Yang.
Pan Yang looked at his current height. Between climbing the stairs and jumping out of the window, he chose to jump out of the window. It was about four stories high. The stairs were too troublesome, so jumping out of the window was faster.
Then, to Fang Ruyi and Wang Ji's astonishment, he jumped out of the window and landed steadily on the ground. Wang Ji was startled, but then thought that with so many people around, what was there to be afraid of? He simply waved his hand.
The soldiers charged forward, but Pan Yang stood calmly in place, watching the soldiers rushing towards him. With a flick of his wrist, Xiaoyao appeared in his hand.
Fang Ruyi was initially a little nervous and scared, but then he was filled with shock. Huan Yang barely moved from his spot, and the number of corpses around him and under his feet kept increasing. This scene really gave people the feeling that he was a monster.
"Surround Wang Ji! Kill anyone who resists!" Zhou Yang's voice rang out, and the Imperial Guards charged forward in a mighty procession, eventually surrounding the remaining soldiers and Wang Ji.
At this moment, Wang Ji was dumbfounded. The blood on the corpse was slowly spreading outwards like a stream, while there was hardly a drop of blood on the body. The strange red patterns on the white sword were so eye-catching. This person was like a demon crawling out of hell.
Wang Ji stepped back a few steps, his sword falling to the ground. The remaining soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and dropped their weapons as well.
"Put Wang Ji and the others into the imperial prison!" Zhou Yang ordered, and the Imperial Guards immediately complied.
Without the crowd blocking his way, Zhou Yang was able to see the situation in the courtyard of Zhaixing Pavilion. He didn't care about anything else and hurried over, almost tripping over the corpse because he wasn't paying attention to his footing.
"Pan Yang?" Zhou Yang's voice tightened involuntarily, his gaze fixed on Pan Yang, and he grabbed Pan Yang's sleeve.
Pan Yang frowned, and the killing intent on his body gradually dissipated. Xiao Yao still seemed to have killed enough, and the sword was still trembling desperately, shouting "Kill, kill, kill!"
"Shut up." Pan Yang's voice was somewhat displeased. Xiao Yao immediately fell silent, and the chaotic noises also disappeared. Pan Yang casually tossed Xiao Yao aside, rubbed his temples, and then saw Zhou Yang beside him, explaining, "I wasn't talking about you just now."
"It's alright. Are you hurt? And you..." Zhou Yang suddenly stopped speaking.
“No injury.” Pan Yang shook his head, then looked puzzled as to what Zhou Yang meant by the rest of his words.
"I'm glad you're safe." Zhou Yang said, then took Pan Yang's hand and led him out of the Star-Picking Pavilion: "This place is dirty, stay with me for now."
Pan Yang naturally wouldn't refuse, while Fang Ruyi was still inside the pavilion, watching all the changes, and clicked his tongue. It was simply too terrifying. Fortunately, he hadn't offended this big shot. However... he turned his eyes around, ran downstairs, and picked up Xiaoyao, which Pan Yang had casually tossed aside on the ground.
In an instant, Fang Ruyi felt a bone-chilling cold, and her mind was instantly filled with killing intent. Almost reflexively, Fang Ruyi threw Xiaoyao to the ground again. This sword was too terrifying, as if it had been nurtured by blood and killing intent.
Thinking about this, he couldn't help but tremble; it was truly eerie.
Soon everything in the court was arranged. Wang Ji and his group were almost all imprisoned in the imperial prison. Their crimes were listed one by one. Those who committed serious crimes were beheaded, while those who committed minor crimes were stripped of their official positions, their descendants were barred from participating in the imperial examinations, and they were never allowed to return to the capital.
Then, Pan Yang completely gave up. Zhou Yang had just finished reviewing the memorials and returned to his palace when he saw Pan Yang lying on the bed reading a book. Pan Yang only glanced at him when he heard the sound before continuing to read.
Zhou Yang wasn't angry at all. A smile appeared on his lips as he walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, letting Pan Yang lean against him: "Do you like the position of Imperial Advisor?"
"good."
"Not bad" means so-so. Zhou Yang thought for a few seconds. To be honest, he would prefer to marry Huan Yang as his empress because of his own selfish reasons. However, he felt that being an empress was not good enough for Huan Yang. He also felt that making Huan Yang the prime minister would be troublesome.
He had considered making Huan Yang his equal, but when he brought it up, Huan Yang gave him a look that said, "Don't mess with me, I'm going to give up," which made him give up the idea.
He sighed, glanced at the book in Pan Yang's hand, then his expression changed as if he were somewhat helpless. He snatched the book away and threw it aside: "Pan Yang, being an emperor is so hard."
Pan Yang raised his eyes to look at him, and their eyes met for a moment. Pan Yang turned over and sat up straight, leaning against Zhou Yang: "Then I won't take the job."
"That's too willful, especially since you helped me." Zhou Yang shook his head, looking at Pan Yang who was so close to him. Recalling the scene from that day, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of malice flashed in his eyes. Then, his expression returned to normal, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Want to try it? The contents of the book."
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