Chapter 35 July Flower's Secret Mistress
After a deep sleep, waking up felt unreal. Ye Yanze opened his eyes and saw not the top of his bed curtain, but a white plaster carved ceiling.
He raised his hand and touched the soft hair. He looked to the side with a start. Luther was curled up beside his bed, his half-long black hair was messy. He seemed to have not had time to change his clothes. Only his collar was unbuttoned. He was tall and couldn't stretch his arms and legs when curled up here.
"woke up?"
Luther straightened up, leaned forward and touched his forehead with the back of his hand, his posture was intimate and natural, and he sighed as if relieved.
"The fever is gone."
Ye Yanze was half-lifted up by him, and he put pillows and tucked in quilts, without asking anyone to help. Ye Yanze noticed that his clothes were a little messy, and there were some water stains on his cufflinks. It seemed that he really didn't let anyone else do it.
"Luckily you asked Ed to come find me, otherwise what would I do?"
He reached out and brushed away the sweat-soaked hair on Ye Yanze's cheek, being careful with his movements. Even when doing these things, he remained calm and maintained his composure.
Just when he was about to withdraw his hand, he affectionately fiddled with his eyelashes with his fingers, causing Ye Yanze to lean back.
"Your Highness, have you forgiven me?"
When Luther said this, Ye Yanze thought about it for a moment, but he reacted quickly, half lowered his eyelashes and said softly: "What is there to forgive or not forgive? For you, it is not important."
On the day Ye Yanze was reborn, he woke up from his bed and saw the servant - Hunt. He only found out before his death in his previous life that he was a spy sent by the head of the Hilt family. He subconsciously signaled Ed to deal with it.
Soon he figured out the current situation, and he realized that now was not the best time. He himself did not have the power to protect himself, and getting rid of them now would only bring in a new group of spies and the attention of the family behind them.
I didn't expect that the head of the Hilt family had changed in this life, and this Hunter was sent by Hilt. Everything seemed to be the same, except for this Luther.
Luther did not answer him immediately, but just sat by the bed and looked at him. His eyes, which seemed both ruthless and affectionate, looked at him intently, as if filled with infinite tenderness.
"This is very important, Your Highness." Luther took off the family head ring in front of him, put it aside, and then held his cheeks with both hands. "Your feelings are very important. Have you forgotten that we are still engaged?"
Ye Yanze looked into his eyes, then turned his head and frowned, his chest heaving with a large amplitude, as if he was trying hard to restrain some emotion.
"You will become a part of Hilt. As the head of the family, it is naturally my duty to protect you."
Luther's gaze slid from his blushing ears, all the way to his cheeks, to the tip of his straight nose, and then to his slightly pursed lips.
"This time they did a good job of knowing who to seek protection from."
Ye Yanze never turned to look at him. Only his hands tightly grasping the quilt and his red ears hinted at his restless thoughts. Luther reached out and grabbed his hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand.
"Our engagement..."
Ye Yanze turned his head suddenly, raised his head and looked at Luther who was approaching him, his pale lips slightly pursed, his beautiful eyes full of water.
Luther reached out and touched the corner of his eyes appreciatively, then patted his back.
"I know you want to get rid of the control of the Gene family and find a reliable ally."
His eyes were a bit dark blue, and he looked at him intently with his eyelashes lowered. His tone was very soft, and his low voice was so pleasant and sincere.
"But dear, you really shouldn't underestimate your charm."
Ye Yanze's face flushed red, and he looked at him in panic, choking twice in his throat: "I... I'm sorry."
"I can't trust you. You're...too unfamiliar to me." Ye Yanze said hesitantly, but his thin shoulders were hunched. No one would have the heart to blame him. They just wanted to hug him and comfort him...or even worse, play with him.
Luther was not angry, he just held his hand. His hand easily held Ye Yanze's hand, moved closer, lowered his head and said.
"I understand. After all, we didn't really grow up together and have a good relationship. This is only our second time meeting, right?"
Ye Yanze raised his head suddenly, and his breathing became a little faster. Luther tilted his head slightly, but his eyes were still wandering around his face, still so gentle and gentlemanly, but so focused that it made people's backs numb.
"Your Highness has many secrets, and I have many secrets as well. Those are not important. The most important thing is that we have secrets in common."
"The engagement has always existed. It was made secretly by the previous head of Hilt and the previous king on the day you were crowned the Holy Son. Only the new head of Hilt is qualified to know about this engagement and decide whether to fulfill it or not."
"I want you." Luther frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a sense of oppression that belongs to a person in power who is determined to get what he wants.
Ye Yanze was stunned for a moment, looked into his eyes and then turned his face away and spoke in a low voice.
"Even though I am recuperating in the temple, I have heard about your deeds these days. With your skills, there is no need to do this. If you want the support of the temple, I am willing to cooperate with you."
"There's no need to actually fulfill the engagement."
Everyone knew that Luther was an illegitimate child, and that he had an older brother who was the real heir. But since he succeeded as the head of the family, everyone changed their words and called him the only son, the legitimate heir.
This means unimaginable power, ruthless means and bloody suppression behind him.
Of course, spreading and creating rumors that he had a close relationship with the Temple, as well as acknowledging his engagement with His Royal Highness the Son of God, would help him gain a firm foothold quickly and make the Hilt Family, which was in turmoil during the transition period, more stable.
"Your Highness is wrong." Luther stroked the back of his hand with his fingers and sighed, feeling helpless. "I want Your Highness, and the others are just icing on the cake for me."
"The engagement will be fulfilled. The wedding date is set for this year's Winter Flower Festival." Luther's tone was very calm, but he made the announcement in an attitude that could not be refused.
Ye Yanze panted twice in a hurry, as if he had too many things to say but was blocked and couldn't say a word. Luther stood up, chuckled, spread his fingers to support the edge of the bed where he was sitting, and approached Ye Yanze.
"Now, dear, can you kiss your future husband to express your joy?"
Ye Yanze didn't say anything, and he wasn't in a hurry. He just kept looking at him with a smile, just like a husband waiting for his beloved wife to get close to him. Ye Yanze subconsciously shrank back, but bumped against the edge of the bed. His purple eyes immediately filled with tears, but he didn't get Luther's forgiveness.
After a long while, he seemed to realize the situation and slowly approached Luther. His gaze was so focused that his eyelashes kept trembling. Finally, he stretched out his hand to block his gaze and rubbed his cheek quickly.
Luther lowered his head and sniffed his neck, then laughed softly and said, "You are embarrassed now. What will Your Highness do in the future?"
Ye Yanze didn't answer, but just watched him get up and go out to get him medicine.
Click, the door was closed.
The embarrassment on Ye Yanze's face disappeared immediately. He relaxed his back and leaned back. He took a handkerchief and wiped his hands repeatedly, especially the back of his hands. He wet the handkerchief and wiped his lips, and finally threw the handkerchief away.
This Luther is not someone who is easy to deal with.
His disguises in front of Luther were useless. Luther was cooperating now, but he had the capital to tear him apart and devour him at any time.
But... Luther also showed him a very high value of utilization.
Isn't this the case that the greater the risk, the higher the return.
Ye Yanze laughed at himself and looked at his fingertips. He had a general idea of the situation on Luther's side. Now he had to see how the situation on Zelsa's side progressed.
Boom!
Ye Yanze touched the scar on his wrist, placed his fingers naturally on his wrist as if to cover it, and turned to look towards the window.
"You came in through the window?"
Zelsa knew to change out of the temple clothes, and after turning over and coming in, she immediately walked to his bedside.
"Come and see if you are dead."
Ye Yanze turned his head and looked into his eyes seriously, with no expression on his face. Under such a gaze, Zelsa suddenly felt guilty.
He sat down next to him, looked around, and finally reached out and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.
"The fever is gone."
Just as he was about to find something to talk about, he saw his wrist blocking the way, and suddenly grabbed his arm, then subconsciously let go.
"What's going on? Is there anyone who dares to attack you?"
Ye Yanze did not answer but asked him in a steady tone: "Why did you come?"
When Zelsa heard him ask this, she frowned and said casually: "Didn't I tell you to see if you are dead. If you are dead, I can take the things and run away first."
He did not have Luther's affectionate eyes. His inner corners were pointed, and his double eyes were cold and sharp. His eyebrows, eyelashes and eyes were thick and dark, and he was aggressively handsome. His face was not white, and there was no blushing at all.
But at the moment, he was slumped, accommodating Ye Yanze's height, and subconsciously moved closer to look up at him. With his long straight eyelashes, he looked like a dog circling around a person, unable to give off the strong signal of control like Luther.
He seemed more concerned about what was going on with the wounds.
"It's very risky. You don't have to come. Don't you know? No matter how they want to torture me, at least they can let me return to the temple safely."
Zelsa stood up suddenly, turned around and walked towards the window. The hair on the back of his neck was cut short and felt prickly, but Ye Yanze reached out and touched it.
"But I'm glad you came."
Zelsa sat back with her back to him, her body quite honest, her tone still stiff.
"I can come whenever I want, whether I'm happy or not. You owe me a life, I can't let someone else take it first."
Ye Yanze smiled and agreed in a low voice.
"Yes, my life is yours in this lifetime."
Zelsa sneered, thinking that he was such a qualified liar who still used sweet words at this time.
Ye Yanze threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He coughed twice in a low voice and gently pulled Zelsa's sleeve. Zelsa was led by him, and a strange idea flashed through his mind.
My hands are indeed a bit rough, I wonder if it hurts him by scratching him? Otherwise, why don’t you hold hands?
Ye Yanze opened a large wardrobe on one side and turned to motion him to go in.
"Luther will be here soon. You can hide here for a while. You are very good at hiding spells. You don't need my help, right?"
Zelsa's face was dark at first, as she felt something was strange, but Ye Yanze's next words were quite nice.
At this time, there were faint footsteps outside the door. Ye Yanze turned around and went back to bed, and Zelsa also hid inside.
Almost at the same time, the bedroom door was pushed open.
The servant followed Luther, put away the food and medicine, and then left. Luther changed out of his formal suit and was now only wearing a shirt and trousers.
"Eat something first, then take the medicine, okay?" Luther personally picked up the porridge on the side, his tone seemed to be coaxing him.
Ye Yanze let him go. After all, Luther's question was just a polite statement. In fact, he would only do what he wanted to do.
Zelsa looked through the gap in the closet and was able to see what was happening on the bed.
It turns out that Ye Yanze would eat his meals obediently and even say thank you with a smile.
Luther carefully wiped the corners of his mouth, picked up the medicine, and sighed: "If you don't like taking medicine, you will get sick less."
Zelsa saw Ye Yanze's red ears, and she didn't know what was wrong, so she clenched her back teeth. What was the tone of this Luther, what did he say, was he familiar with Ye Yanze?
Luther handed the bowl over and said with a smile, "I can't feed you this. It's better to drink it all in one go and suffer less."
Zelsa sneered. Can he drink? He took the bowl and didn't smash it.
However, the next second Ye Yanze took the bowl with a frown, drank it in one breath, and lay on the bed and retched twice because of the bitterness.
Zelsa didn't notice and her fingers flicked against the closet, making a small noise.
Luther immediately turned his head to look over there, then stood up and walked over here.
"Luther... Luther, don't go..."
Ye Yanze reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and tears of retching kept sliding down from the corners of his eyes.
From Zelsa's perspective, he could clearly see the change from a blank expression on Luther's face to a frightening smile. He turned around and hugged Ye Yanze, like he was playing with a doll, and reached out to wipe away his tears.
"Okay, okay, I won't leave."
Zelsa sensed a strange atmosphere, but couldn't put his finger on it.
Outside, Luther had taken off his shoes and sat next to him, holding Ye Yanze in his arms and lowering his head to kiss his hair.
Zelsa immediately felt numb from head to toe... Is he Ye Yanze's mistress?
The next second, Ye Yanze, who was originally curled up in Luther's arms, turned his back to Luther, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked straight at Zelsa in the closet.
There was nothing special about that glance, his eyes were just still filled with water, which fell away when he blinked.
Zelsa suddenly realized that the current situation...
He is the mistress who is not allowed to be seen in public.
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