Chapter 112: King’s Domination (3)
"If you're alright, go down."
Although Zhao Ziheng seldom put on airs in front of Wang Ye and Zhao Ziyuin, he didn't want to continue now. Anyway, he had already mastered most of the things he needed to know.
"yes!"
Wang Ye and Zhao Ziyin were among the few people who knew Zhao Ziheng well, so they knew Zhao Ziheng's habits and did not want to keep him for long.
"By the way, your body—"
Before leaving, Wang Ye suddenly stopped and asked.
"fine."
Zhao Ziheng answered nonchalantly, as if it was not his business. Wang Ye had no choice but to leave after Zhao Ziyan.
"No matter who it is, I won't let them hurt you again."
He shifted his gaze to Yin Yin again, with pity, pity and affection, as if he could never see enough and love her enough; suddenly, a fishy and salty taste rushed into his mouth from his throat. Zhao Ziheng subconsciously turned his head away and covered his mouth with his hands. Before he could turn over and get off the bed, red liquid had already flowed out from between his fingers.
After a while, and after vomiting a lot of blood, Zhao Ziheng felt his chest relieved. He lay down on his side feeling a little weak and fuzzy. After he regained consciousness, he turned around and looked at Yin Yin's still peaceful sleeping face. A faint and relieved smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Ziheng's lips. Then his consciousness gradually became blurred until he lost it.
When Zhao Ziheng regained consciousness, it was already the next day. When he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Ye and Xiuying's anxious expressions...
"The emperor has woken up, Brother Ye, the emperor has woken up——"
Xiuying's joyful voice rang in her ears, and she was very excited.
"I--"
"How do you feel now?"
Zhao Ziheng was about to say something, but he seemed a little weak, so Wang Ye asked about his health directly. When he heard Wang Ye's voice, Zhao Ziheng seemed to think of something and immediately turned his head. Yinyin was still sleeping beside him, so Zhao Ziheng was relieved. He turned his head and gently got up from the bed, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person. It was obvious that he was a little weak. Wang Ye reached out to help...
"It's okay. I'm much better now."
As soon as he sat up, Zhao Ziheng gently pushed Wang Ye away and answered.
"I just came back yesterday and found you fainted. I was really scared at that time."
Thinking about Zhao Ziheng's coma yesterday, Xiuying still feels scared.
"Sorry, how long have I slept?"
"One night."
"King Zhou has arrived?"
"...Yes, to be exact, he has come to see you, but I have arranged for him to rest first and wait for the emperor to summon him."
Wang Ye seemed extremely reluctant to answer this question at this time, but he had no choice but to answer it. It was impossible for Zhao Ziheng not to ask, but compared with political affairs, Wang Ye was more concerned about Zhao Ziheng's physical condition at this time.
"Summon me now, Xiuying, and help me get my clothes."
Ignoring Wang Ye's worries, Zhao Ziheng gave orders directly, seeming a little impatient.
"Your Majesty."
Xiuying was obviously at a loss for words at this order and looked at Wang Ye for help. She knew that it was inconvenient for her to receive Zhao Ziheng given his current condition.
"…Do as the Emperor says."
“Yes, yes!!”
Instead of stopping her, Wang Ye asked Xiuying to obey. Xiuying obeyed almost unconsciously and turned to get her clothes.
"I'll arrange an interview."
It was Zhao Ziheng's gesture that responded to Wang Ye. Looking at Zhao Ziheng's pale face, Wang Ye paused and left. Zhao Ziheng struggled to lift the quilt from the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. Such a simple action made his breathing heavy.
After a while, Xiuying came back with Zhao Ziheng's clothes. Zhao Ziheng had already adjusted his breathing on the edge of the bed. When he saw Xiuying come back, he stood up and began to dress. Xiuying helped him. In a blink of an eye, he had finished dressing. Apart from his expression, Zhao Ziheng still had an extraordinary demeanor and the majesty of a king. After the final dressing and hair tying, Zhao Ziheng kissed Yinyin on the forehead as usual before leaving.
Watching Zhao Ziheng leave, there was no sign of illness from his back. He looked very dignified. If Xiuying hadn't known Zhao Ziheng's condition, she would have felt that she would have been deceived by his appearance. Therefore, when she saw Zhao Ziheng pretending to be energetic, Xiuying felt very sad. Looking back at the man lying on the bed still unconscious, sadness gradually spread in her heart...
“Why did it become like this?”
In addition to heartache, thinking about the current situation of the two people who were full of life and love, Xiuying increasingly feels that she doesn't know what love is If they love each other, why do they have to go to this point? Xiuying knows that they can't help themselves, but do they have to hurt each other? Following them, Xiuying almost witnessed their hardships and torture step by step; between Zhao Ziheng and Yinyin, there is no right or wrong, only the bond that cannot be extricated from each other.
Once upon a time, Xiuying hated Zhao Ziheng and Yinyin because they destroyed her and Wang Ye's peaceful and happy life; but now, Xiuying is very grateful to them because they let her know the true love in the world. Even if it is heartbreaking, even if they have to go through untold hardships, they still love each other deeply. Even if they forget, they can still break through layers of difficulties when they feel each other's existence. Xiuying witnessed the bond of true love in Zhao Ziheng and Yinyin, the unspeakable beauty and pain. Perhaps the only thing that makes Xiuying feel comforted is that the more Zhao Ziheng and Yinyin experience, the deeper their bond with each other. In a sense, they only live for each other. Although she sees only beauty now, Xiuying also prays sincerely that one day they will be happy.
