Ye Songyan took Nanxing to Lefeng Tower for a drink.
Ye Songyan found the quietest private room on the fourth floor and ordered two jars of the most expensive liquor.
Soon, the waiter brought the wine.
Ye Songyan casually threw the wine seal aside, picked up the wine jar, filled the large bowl with wine, and drank from the large bowl in big gulps. He ignored Nanxing and drank by himself, completely forgetting that it was he who asked to treat him.
Nanxing stood aside, watching the young man who was drowning his sorrows in alcohol, and sighed in his heart, forget it, let's not try to persuade him, just wait until he has had enough to drink and then drag him back.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Songyan's face turned red and he was obviously drunk.
Nan Xing glanced at the sky and saw that the sun was about to set. He stepped forward and said, "Fourth Young Master, it's time to go back."
Ye Songyan glanced at Nanxing, but ignored him.
"Fourth Young Master," Nan Xing pushed Ye Songyan's shoulder, "If you don't go back now, it will be dark soon."
Ye Songyan pushed away Nanxing's hand on his shoulder and said, "I'm not going back."
Nan Xing was a little annoyed, "Are you going back?"
"No reply." Ye Songyan ignored Nanxing and started drinking again.
Nan Xing took the wine jar and the large bowl away, then asked again, "Ye Songyan, are you coming back?"
Nan Xing is not a good-tempered person. If he gets angry, he really won't care about Ye Songyan anymore.
"No." Ye Songyan looked stubborn.
Nanxing was also angry, "I don't care about you anymore."
Nan Xing walked aside angrily and looked at Ye Songyan. She couldn't just ignore him. What if he drank himself to death?
He has to take responsibility.
After all, Ye Songyan is the young master's brother-in-law. For the sake of the young master, he can't let Ye Songyan get drunk to death here.
This guy doesn't want to go back, so he can only find the young master.
Nanxing found the waiter and asked him to deliver the message to the General's Mansion.
When Hua Fushu rushed over, it was already completely dark. Ye Zelin also came with Hua Fushu.
Ye Zelin didn't want to come. Ye Songyan now lives in his yard. If something happens to him, won't his grandfather cause trouble for him?
"Young Master, Second Young Master." Nanxing called.
Hua Fushu nodded. At this time, Ye Songyan was lying on the table, motionless. As she approached, a smell of alcohol came towards her, choking her mouth and nose.
Hua Fushu leaned closer to take a look, and saw that Ye Songyan's face was flushed and his eyes were dull and lifeless.
She called out, "Xiao Si, Xiao Si, your injury hasn't healed yet, you can't drink."
After calling several times, Ye Songyan didn't move at all, and didn't even look up at Hua Fushu.
Hua Fushu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ye Songyan's eyes a few times, "Xiao Si."
Ye Songyan still didn't respond.
"Ye Zelin." Hua Fushu called Ye Zelin in an anxious tone.
Ye Zelin walked over and shook Ye Songyan's shoulders vigorously, "Ye Songyan, stop pretending to be dead, get up now."
Ye Zelin's attitude towards Ye Songyan has always been clear. He just doesn't like Ye Songyan. Seeing Ye Songyan pretending to be dead and not moving, he kicked the wooden chair under Ye Songyan, "Ye Songyan, wake up. If you keep pretending to be dead, don't blame me for being rude!"
The kick was so forceful that the wooden chair shook, but Ye Songyan remained as steady as a rock.
"Ye Songyan, get up!"
Ye Zelin grabbed Ye Songyan's clothes and lifted him up, "Go home!"
Ye Songyan suddenly sobered up a little. He pushed Ye Zelin and pushed him away. "No."
Ye Zelin was pushed back two steps.
Ye Songyan's steps were unsteady and his body was swaying. He placed his hands on the table to keep his balance.
He looked at Ye Zelin, "Hypocritical, I don't want you to care!"
"Am I being hypocritical?" Ye Zelin was a little annoyed. He came with good intentions to take Ye Songyan back, but he was treated like a donkey's liver and lungs by him.
"I wouldn't care if you drank yourself to death! You thought I wanted to care about you? You begged to stay in my yard, drank yourself into oblivion, and even asked Fushu to pick you up? If you accidentally drank yourself to death, Grandfather would have to trouble me."
If Hua Fushu hadn't wanted to come to Lefeng Tower, he wouldn't have followed.
Even if Ye Songyan died of drinking in Lefeng Building, he would not come to collect Ye Songyan's body.
Ye Songyan said angrily: "I don't want you to care about me even if I die!"
Ye Zelin looked at Ye Songyan with his eyelids drooping slightly. He was too lazy to argue with Ye Songyan. The most important thing was to drag him back to the General's Mansion to avoid embarrassment.
If the young master of a great general's mansion drank in a restaurant to drown his sorrows for a woman, wouldn't it be gossip if it got out?
He restrained his unfriendly tone and said calmly: "Ye Songyan, if you don't go back, your grandfather and mother will be worried. And your father, he didn't bring you back from Qinghe Palace just to let you drink here."
Mentioning Ye Shiheng, Ye Songyan recalled the almost indifferent attitude he had received from his biological father since he was a child. The anger that had accumulated for several days burst out at this moment, "Don't mention my father!"
"Why don't you mention it? If your father hadn't come to the Qinghe Palace in time to bring you back, you would have died in the Qinghe Palace."
"Ye Zelin, you are the high and mighty legitimate son, while I am the illegitimate son whom my father would not even look at. Your mother is a first-rank imperial official, while mine is a lowly concubine. I am not like you who have everything. You are my father's favorite son, His Majesty's favorite, and you are the center of attention wherever you go. But I am dispensable. For you, for my elder brother, and for the so-called peace of the Ye family, my father will sacrifice me."
Ye Songyan expressed his grievances and complaints.
He and Yurong truly loved each other. In his father's view, his union with Yurong would inevitably threaten the status of the legitimate bloodline.
His father was so partial to him that in order to prevent him from threatening the position of the legitimate heir, he wanted to separate him and Yu Rong.
If he was the legitimate heir, would his father still separate him and Yurong?
Ye Zelin couldn't help but sneer. Didn't Ye Songyan recognize his own identity?
Or does he think too highly of himself and think he is worthy of Princess Yurong, a noble lady from the royal family?
Not to mention Ye Songyan, even if it was Ye Zelin, King Qinghe might not choose a son of the Ye family as his son-in-law.
Ye Zelin sneered, "You? What makes you think that it's Dad who wants to separate you and Princess Yurong? Do you think that with your status, you are worthy of Princess Yurong? You are a bastard, and you want to climb up the Qinghe Palace. Don't you think that the Qinghe Prince will let you climb up the Qinghe Palace?"
Ye Songyan choked.
Ye Zelin was disgusted with Ye Songyan's desperate attitude and couldn't even figure out the real reason why he couldn't be with Princess Yurong.
"Because you are not allowed to marry Princess Yurong, you think that your father sacrificed you to protect the peace of the Ye family? Ye Songyan, I tell you, you are wrong. The peace you have now is earned by your father, your elder brother, and me. It was earned by us after several life-and-death battles on the battlefield.
Dad has over a dozen wounds, large and small, all inflicted on the battlefield. My eldest brother has seven or eight, and even I've narrowly escaped death at the hands of the Xixia barbarians. Do you know how many soldiers die in the Western Territory each year, and how many of them long to return home to enjoy the joys of family life with their wives and children? Is your so-called sacrifice truly a sacrifice? Who are you trying to impress with your own desperate actions?
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