Chapter 104: Something to be wary of (2)
At this moment, Yinyin seemed to have lost her words. She couldn't believe that Ling Menghan's state of mind was incomparable to hers. Why could she do it? Why did the person Ling Menghan loved have to be Zhao Ziheng? Yinyin couldn't deny that she cared about this fact, because she also found another fact from Ling Menghan's words, that is, Zhao Ziheng had someone he loved, but who could that person be? At that time, she didn't know , so there was only one possibility, that was the deceased Lin Wei.
Afterwards, Yin Yin didn't know how she returned to her residence. She was like a body without a soul. She could no longer think about whether her behavior had aroused Ling Menghan's suspicion. She only knew that she was so heartbroken that she almost couldn't breathe, and she began to doubt her own arrival for the first time.
Yinyin, who was in her room, began to ponder alone. Thinking about the feeling Zhao Ziheng gave her, and what Zhao Ziheng said and how he reacted when they were in Weicheng, plus what Ling Menghan said now, Yinyin began to be unable to tell what was real. Yinyin had thought more than once, why was her heart always so painful every time something about Zhao Ziheng happened? What kind of past did she have after losing her memory? If she hadn't lost her memory, would all this have never happened? Would her heart not have been so painful?
Since losing her memory, Yinyin has more or less recovered some fragments of her past memories, but these fragments seem to be completely unimportant. Even so, she cannot recover the truly precious memory; Yinyin began to be afraid, and seemed to be terrified of that deep memory. She vaguely realized that Zhao Ziheng was avoiding her. She didn't know the reason. Yinyin even suspected that Zhao Ziheng in Weicheng was just an illusion, and what he said was just sweet talk.
At the window, Yinyin looked up at the bright moon in the night sky. It was so bright, but it seemed a little blurry in Yinyin's eyes. Yinyin didn't seem to notice that her eyes were filled with crystal liquid, and she kept mumbling: "Which one is the real you?"
Under the same sky.
The same piece of land.
Same place.
The [Imperial Dragon Palace] of the [Royal Palace].
Zhao Ziheng, who was lying on the huge dragon bed, suddenly opened his eyes...
"Are you awake?"
Wang Ye, who was sitting on a stool next to the dragon bed and reading a book, reacted immediately after Zhao Ziheng opened his eyes. Zhao Ziheng did not answer Wang Ye, but sat up on his own, looking a little tired...
"What's wrong?"
Wang Ye noticed that Zhao Ziheng looked a little strange, so he put down the book in his hand and looked at Zhao Ziheng intently; since Zhao Ziheng came back, Wang Ye would stay in his bedroom every night, firstly to protect him, and secondly to take care of Zhao Ziheng's body. Traveling a long distance after being seriously injured and going through it again when the injury has not healed, even the strongest person would not be able to bear it, not to mention that Zhao Ziheng's injuries had not improved substantially, so Wang Ye would accompany him closely.
Zhao Ziheng looked at Wang Ye with a pale face and blurry eyes. He had some difficulty getting up just now, so he was a little out of breath. It was the first time that Wang Ye saw Zhao Ziheng so weak. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something. After opening and closing his mouth several times, Zhao Ziheng finally uttered a few words weakly: "What time is it now?"
"It's just past midnight."
"Ugly hour?"
Zhao Ziheng seemed a little overwhelmed and lacking strength.
"It's still early, take some rest."
Wang Ye tried to comfort him, but Zhao Ziheng raised his hand and shook it gently to show his refusal, and then fell into deep thought. Looking at Zhao Ziheng's condition, this was the first time in the past few days, and Wang Ye was confused, but he knew that Zhao Ziheng must have something on his mind. Naturally, there was no one else except Yin Yin who could make Zhao Ziheng worried.
After a while.
"How is King Zhou doing?"
When Zhao Ziheng spoke again, he actually went straight into political affairs. Wang Ye seemed a little surprised, but he immediately understood Zhao Ziheng's intention, which was to deliberately divert his thoughts in order to forget his worries.
"You need to rest more now. Let's talk about political matters tomorrow."
Since Wang Ye could see through what Zhao Ziheng was thinking, it did not mean that he would agree with it. At least he thought that what Zhao Ziheng needed was rest rather than blindly paralyzing himself. Wang Ye had long known that everything Zhao Ziheng had done was for Yin Yin, so he hoped that at least Zhao Ziheng would consider himself when he was injured. People always get tired, and no matter how smart and capable a person is, the physical burden is always limited. He could not object to everything Zhao Ziheng did for Yin Yin, but he could not ignore the fact that Zhao Ziheng had to sacrifice himself for it. Wang Ye also knew that Zhao Ziheng had always felt guilty towards Yin Yin, and thought that he would never be able to make up for it, but he did not know whether everything he had done was really meaningful.
"I don't want to rest now. I'm awake now, so go ahead and talk. There's no need to worry."
Zhao Ziheng's reaction was within Wang Ye's expectations. How could Wang Ye not know that Zhao Ziheng was so anxious? Now Yinyin has come to his side. If it were in the past, Zhao Ziheng would be very happy and would go to see her as soon as possible; but now, Wang Ye is also very clear about the reason why Zhao Ziheng avoided Yinyin, because the timing is not right. Indeed, Wang Ye agrees with Zhao Ziheng's approach. Although pain is inevitable, it is also the wisest choice. He can't help Zhao Ziheng in this regard, but at least he doesn't want Zhao Ziheng to get hurt. All he can do now is to make Zhao Ziheng recover soon.
