Chapter 82: Will I be happy if I get married?

Yun Fu stood aside, looking at Ji Zhiyang in a daze, distraught. He couldn't help but worry in his heart, would the prince blame him?

The prince had told him to tell Ji Zhiyang to stay indoors today and not to go out. He must be afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he saw him getting married... But this matter was so important, how could he hide it... Besides, Ji Zhiyang knew about the prince's marriage...

He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say. He could only stand aside silently.

Ji Zhiyang was silent for a long time, then turned around and said to Yun Fu, "I'll go back to the house first."

Yun Fu responded with a "?", and watched Ji Zhiyang walk into the room. He then sighed, shook his head, and left.

Ji Zhiyang returned to the room, lay on the bed, and stared at the carved wooden board on the ceiling in a daze.

When I first learned that Gu Huai was betrothed, I thought it was a done deal and could not be changed. He would have to get married sooner or later... But I always thought it would take some time. How could it be so fast... In the past? I never felt that time passed so quickly...

Also? I don't know what you are doing now. You will be getting married later. What kind of mood do you feel now?

Is it melancholy, loss, or pain? Is there any trace of happiness?

He doesn't know.

He sighed, closed his eyes, turned over, and hugged the quilt tightly in his arms.

The memories of my time with Gu Huai come to mind, from the initial suspicion and dislike, to the subsequent admiration and liking, and even the deep love...

Even though he knew that Gu Huai's marriage to someone else was just a formality, he still couldn't stop feeling sad!

Considering that we are getting married today, we still have to go through the formalities. After the ceremony, will I have to go to her room to lift the veil?

Will you still drink the wedding wine with her?

If you get drunk, will you just stay in her room?

The more Ji Zhiyang thought about it, the more confused he became. Finally, he got up irritably and sat by the window, sulking.

"Creaky——" the door was opened, and Jiang Wang walked in with two jars of wine and two wine bowls.

"Zhi Yang...are you okay?"

He looked at Ji Zhiyang who was sitting by the window and asked softly.

The prince was getting married today, and Zhiyang must be feeling very upset. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, so he simply brought two bottles of wine to accompany him, just in time, he also wanted to sober up and relieve his sorrow.

Ji Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, then he looked up at the wine pot in Jiang Wang's hand, smiled faintly, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Even if there is something wrong, I can get it back after a good sleep."

As he spoke, he opened the wine jar, tilted his head back and took a few gulps.

A hot feeling passed through his throat and burned into his stomach. Instantly, a burning feeling spread throughout his body, causing him to frown and drink several more mouthfuls.

This wine is really strong... But ok? Strong wine is easy to get drunk, so if you drink too much, you won't be too upset, and you can sleep peacefully.

"Zhi Yang, what are you doing? Drinking? This is not the way you drink."

Jiang Wang frowned and looked at him, then reached out to take the wine from his hand, put it on the table, and said, "Drink slowly."

Ji Zhiyang lowered his head and was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he curled his lips and laughed mockingly: "You said they were getting married, why should I be upset... Ha! Oh! What's the difference between drinking fast or slow? Get drunk early and go to bed early, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

What a loser! It's just a marriage, why do I feel more and more uncomfortable?

Maybe they will drink wedding wine at night.

Jiang Wang looked at it clearly, and felt even more guilty.

Then, I wanted to tell Zhiyang about the prince's wedding, but my brother suddenly took me away. Since then, my brother rarely let me go out of the house, because he was afraid that I would not be able to help but tell Zhiyang about the matter... Later, I heard from my brother that the prince had already explained everything to Zhiyang... I thought that Zhiyang would be upset because the prince was getting married today, so I wanted to drink with him, but I didn't expect that he was even sadder than I thought.

Yes, the person you like is getting married, but he is marrying someone else. How can you not be sad...

"Zhiyang, if you really feel bad, just cry it out. It's better than holding it in."

Jiang Wang sighed softly, walked to the table, opened the wine vat, poured two bowls of wine, and handed one bowl to Ji Zhiyang.

Ji Zhiyang raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Wang, picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, then put the empty bowl on the table and sighed.

He's a grown man, why should he cry?

It's just a marriage based on concern, he can do what he wants, why should I feel sad?

Thinking of this, he poured another bowl of wine and drank it in one gulp.

Maybe he drank too fast, Ji Zhiyang coughed several times. Jiang Wang patted his back to calm him down, and advised: "Zhiyang, drink slowly, you will choke if you drink too fast."

Ji Zhiyang waved his hand, signaling him not to worry about himself.

Jiang Wang sighed, sat down, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

He raised his hand to wipe the remaining wine stains from the corner of his mouth, "This wine is very strong!" Then he filled another bowl.

Ji Zhiyang stopped Jiang Wang and said, "You should drink less. There's no need to get yourself drunk just to accompany me."

Jiang Wang's alcohol tolerance is not good to begin with. If he continues to drink like this, he will probably be drunk soon...

Jiang Wang shook his head: "No, I've been feeling a little depressed these days..." After saying that, he drank the whole cup and filled another bowl.

Ji Zhiyang looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wang pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, opened his mouth and swallowed it back, picked up the wine bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.

Ji Zhiyang frowned and reached out to hold Jiang Wang's wrist.

"What's wrong with you?" He looked at Jiang Wang and asked.

Something was wrong. Jiang Wang's expression at the moment didn't look like he was afraid that he would be sad and came to drink with him. Instead, it looked like... he himself had encountered troubles?

What troubles could he encounter?

Could it be that he and Pei Ji are having trouble again?

"Zhi Yang, I..." Jiang Wang hesitated for a while and sighed deeply, "I...I..."

Ji Zhiyang was even more confused, "What happened?"

Jiang Wang gritted his teeth and said, "I got drunk three days ago and slept with my brother..."

Ji Zhiyang was stunned, and his hand holding the wine bowl stopped in mid-air.

"I've been hiding from him for three days. I'm too embarrassed to see him. He must hate me to death." Jiang Wang looked decadent, lying on the table, muttering: "Zhi Yang, what do you think I should do if my brother really ignores me?"

Ji Zhiyang blinked.

What did he just hear?

Jiang Wangba? Pei Ji is asleep?

If that's the case... Pei Ji should be very happy, how could he dislike him.

He had noticed before that Pei Ji's eyes were not right when he looked at Jiang Wang, especially at the beginning, when he was with Jiang Wang? When they went out to play, Pei Ji always had a cold face towards him. He thought it was because of his concern for him. Now that he thought about it, maybe he was afraid that he would kidnap Jiang Wang.

"Zhiyang? Are you listening to me?" Seeing Ji Zhiyang staring at him motionlessly, Jiang Wang pushed him and whispered, "What should I do? My brother must regret it, right? I'm going home."

As he was talking, Jiang Wang started to lie on the table and sob again.

Ji Zhiyang patted Jiang Wang's shoulder soothingly, "Pei Shiwei won't dislike you, don't worry." He took a sip of wine, "I think Pei Shiwei also likes you..."

Jiang Wang held his head in his hands. "He treats me just like a brother treats a younger brother... He, he told me a few days ago that he would arrange a marriage for me in the future."

How could you possibly have that kind of feeling for me when you're about to kiss me...

Why should I marry?

If possible, I want to stay with my brother forever.

But...he must hate me to death now...I really don't have the face to see him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wang became more depressed.

Ji Zhiyang looked at him and curled his lips, "I think Pei Shiwei doesn't have a brotherly relationship with you..." He paused, "Do you like Pei Shiwei? Now that things have come to this, if you like him, you might as well take this opportunity to make it clear to him."

I don't know when Pei Ji picked up Jiang Wang. Even if he treated Jiang Wang as his younger brother at first, this feeling probably changed later... Who knows exactly when it changed.

Anyway, when he traveled through time and met the two of them, he had already changed.

Now think about it, at that time, he was only with Jiang Wang, and was seen by Pei Ji. Pei Ji looked at him with an extremely strange look, as if he was looking at a love rival...

Then? He didn't think much about it at the time, but now he thought that maybe Pei Ji was just being cold to him because he was jealous.

Perhaps, there was something wrong with their relationship a long time ago, but Jiang Wang just didn't notice it.

Moreover, Pei Ji is skilled in martial arts. If he didn't like Jiang Wang, how could Jiang Wang get close to him on the bed?

After hearing Ji Zhiyang's words, Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment, shook his head violently, and said in a firm tone: "No! I can't say it... I'm afraid to see my brother now..."

He was afraid, he didn't dare to say it. If he expressed his love for Pei Ji, what would happen if Pei Ji really got angry?

...When did he develop such feelings for Pei Ji?

He didn't know, he only knew that he wanted to be with Pei Ji forever and didn't want to get married and have children.

When he saw Pei Ji being intimate with others, he couldn't control his jealousy and even had wild thoughts, wondering if Pei Ji liked that person and wanted to stay with him/her forever... He didn't know if this was love, he just wanted to be with Pei Ji for the rest of his life, no matter what happened...

"Zhi Yang, I..." Jiang Wang hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his head, sighed, and said: "Forget it... Let's not talk about it. At most, I can hide from him for a few days."

When he forgets about it, we will still be the same as before? ...

He raised his head and smiled at Ji Zhiyang, saying, "Zhiyang, I think you have to take me in today." Then he raised his wine bowl and touched it with Ji Zhiyang's, raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl.

Ji Zhiyang? He followed suit, put down his wine bowl, and said with a smile: "Okay, stay at my place tonight."

Anyway, I am thinking of getting married, but I may not come.

The two chatted and drank, and soon, the two jars of wine were empty. They felt that it was not enough, so they called the servants to add a few more jars of wine and continued drinking.

Ji Zhiyang looked out the window at the gradually darkening sky outside, and suddenly felt a little lost.

Also? I wonder what Gu Huai is doing now? Has he already got married?

Apart from his and Jiang Wang's voices, he couldn't hear any movement. It was so quiet that it didn't seem like a wedding day at all.

He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. Although he couldn't hear the noisy noise outside, he could imagine that there must be many guests and beautiful women everywhere.

Gu Huai should be wearing wedding clothes and standing in front of the sedan chair to welcome the bride? Right? Then stand on the platform and receive congratulations from all the court officials, right?

He is a prince, and he needs to welcome a bride? Right? Probably not...

But? Yes, they will definitely get married...

Also? I wonder if the bride in question is pretty or not…what kind of person is she? A woman with a good character.

Ji Zhiyang curled his lips, but ignored the pain in his heart. He poured himself another bowl of wine and whispered, "The wedding should be about to start..."