Pan Yang frowned, but the original owner's illness was indeed a problem. He got off the bed and sat down next to Zhou Yang, taking out a bracelet from his spatial storage and placing it on Zhou Yang's book.
"I'll find a way to give it to you. I'll do anything you want." Pan Yang said calmly, without a hint of joking, his tone serious.
"What?" Zhou Yang picked up the bracelet, gently rubbing the beads with his fingers, and glanced at Pan Yang, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "I want to ask you, what did you mean by what you said during the day?"
"It means very simply, I like you."
Zhou Yang looked at the suddenly approaching Fan Yang and unconsciously leaned back, creating some distance between them. Did this person like her?
His eyes darted around as if he were thinking. He had just been strolling around today when he unexpectedly ran into Pan Yang. He hadn't intended to talk to him, but he stopped and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. Once he did, he couldn't help but want to speak to him.
Once he started talking, things got a little...
"I have nothing to like about me. If you like me, it's like jumping into a sea of fire." Zhou Yang shook his head. He had no power or influence, and he couldn't even protect himself, let alone protect Huan Yang. Besides, he had nothing to like about him, and staying with him would probably increase his chances of death.
“What a coincidence, I love excitement.” Pan Yang said without thinking, simply snatching the book from his hand and putting the bracelet on him: “Trust me, you’re worth it. Zhou Yang, I’m a little sleepy, will you sleep with me for a while?”
"I..." Zhou Yang even forgot how to address himself for a moment. He looked at the bracelet on his wrist. Pan Yang was leaning against him lazily, so unruly: "Pan Yang, after you recover from your illness, I will send you out of the palace."
There was no response from that person for a long time. All that could be heard was the steady breathing of Huan Yang. Zhou Yang looked over cautiously and saw that the person had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep. Zhou Yang shook his head helplessly, gently picked up Huan Yang, and placed him on the bed.
The next morning, the eunuch came in from outside and was startled to see Zhou Yang lying on the soft couch. He took a few steps over and said softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up. Why are you sleeping here? Minister Wang requests an audience with Your Majesty."
Zhou Yang opened his eyes, pursed his lips after hearing the eunuch's words, glanced at the still sleeping Pan Yang, and said indifferently, "Let's meet in the Imperial Study."
The late emperor's death was also related to this Lord Wang. Wang Ji was considered a confidant of the late emperor, but after the late emperor's death, he almost instantly revealed his true colors, immediately consolidated all power, and directly sidelined Zhou Yang.
Inside the imperial study, Wang Ji saw Zhou Yang enter and bowed, but not with much respect: "Your Majesty, you have arrived."
Zhou Yang nodded and walked to a chair to sit down: "Is there something you need, my dear minister?"
“Your Majesty,” Wang Ji replied calmly, a hint of cunning in his eyes, “There have been some floods in the south these past few days. I secretly took some silver with me to appease the people.”
"How much silver?"
"Two thousand taels of silver," Wang Ji said calmly.
Two thousand taels of silver! That's enough to rebuild the entire south, let alone deal with the floods. And at this time of year, the floods in the south aren't that severe. It's easy to imagine where that money went. Zhou Yang clenched his fist, concealing the resentment in his eyes.
"It's good that Lord Wang knows what he's doing. Now that you've already taken care of this matter, there's no need to ask me about it anymore, is there?"
"To be honest, I have another matter to discuss with you this time." Wang Ji said with a smile, word by word, "Your Majesty, I heard that you left a man in your bedchamber last night. It seems that the man was left behind by the late Emperor. This is somewhat improper. I just hope that Your Majesty can recognize that there are some things that should be done and some things that should not be done."
“I naturally know what I should and shouldn’t do.” Zhou Yang frowned. Although he was talking about yesterday’s events, he was warning Zhou Yang not to think about turning the tables and regaining power. He sneered, “This is my private matter. Besides, that man is very much to my liking. It’s just a matter of playing around for a few days. I naturally know what to do.”
His hands, hidden under his sleeves, were clenched tightly.
"It's good that Your Majesty understands. I'll take my leave now if there's nothing else." Wang Ji bowed again and turned to walk out the door before Zhou Yang could speak, completely disregarding Zhou Yang.
Just then, Pan Yang walked in, brushing past Wang Ji. Wang Ji paused, glanced at Pan Yang, then simply smiled and said nothing before continuing on his way.
"Why are you here?" Zhou Yang asked after Wang Ji left.
"Just take a stroll. Was that the person who threatened you?" Pan Yang glanced at the door again. The man didn't seem to know any martial arts; he was a civil official through and through. He could easily sneak over and take him down with a single blow.
001 naturally sensed his little scheme and said wearily, "Host, stop messing around."
Zhou Yang was silent for a moment and then nodded, before speaking in a serious tone: "Don't speak carelessly." He had countless spies around him, and Wang Ji was watching his every move. He couldn't let Wang Ji find any fault with him.
"Oh." Pan Yang shrugged indifferently, then glanced at the eunuchs and servants, leaned down and whispered in Zhou Yang's ear, "If you want, I can help you solve it."
Zhou Yang frowned, touched Pan Yang's forehead, and muttered to himself, "He doesn't have a fever anymore."
Pan Yang was speechless and slapped Zhou Yang's hand away: "I'm cured. I'm telling the truth, and I'll prove it."
"Alright, alright, I believe you." Zhou Yang's voice was filled with affection, as if he were coaxing a child. Then he took a deep breath: "Rest for a few more days and I will send you out of the palace. The palace is not safe."
Pan Yang blinked, indifferent. He'd still take the imperial examination and get in anyway. But Zhou Yang still didn't believe him! How annoying! Did he look like the kind of unreliable person?!
Seeing his silence, Zhou Yang assumed he was unhappy. He simply picked up the memorial on the table, which contained no important information, and handed it to Pan Yang.
When Pan Yang took it and opened it, he found only a few words of greeting inside. This was the powerless emperor who had almost no access to important news.
“You must understand that power is not so simple. You are just an ordinary person. Although I don’t know why you like me, I am very happy.” Zhou Yang sighed: “It’s too high and too deep here.”
"Wouldn't it be great if you could fly?" Pan Yang blurted out, which immediately made Zhou Yang laugh. Yes, it would be great if you could fly, but who can actually fly?
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