Chapter 156: Renewed Love (Part 3)
"Let me do the talking here. Wu Yao, you get up first." Wang Ye said as he walked towards Yin Yin, not forgetting Wu Yao who had been almost forgotten beside him.
Wu Yao glanced at Zhao Ziyin, who nodded. Wu Yao then stood up and stepped aside. Wang Ye walked to a place only three steps away from Yin Yin and stood still.
Seeing Yin Yin's face was indeed as pale as paper, Wang Ye felt a pain in his heart, but he knew that now was not the time to feel heartbroken. After thinking for a while, he spoke: "The answer I want to tell you is the same as General Zhao's. King Zhao is not here now. Believe it or not, he should have left before dawn. As for the exact time, no one knows, because he did not alarm anyone including me when he left, so I'm sorry, we don't know where he is now."
Yinyin looked at Wang Ye in bewilderment. She hoped that what she heard was an illusion. Otherwise, how could Zhao Ziheng leave quietly without alerting anyone given his physical condition? Why did he leave? Was it because he didn't want to see her anymore? Yinyin tried her best to deny the last guess in her heart. She couldn't accept it.
"And..." Wang Ye took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Yin Yin, then continued: "Even if you don't come, I plan to find you later. This is the letter he left for you."
Yin Yin didn't answer because she still didn't believe this was true. She didn't believe that Zhao Ziheng just left like that without saying anything to her. She couldn't accept this fact.
The two of them remained like this for a long time without making any movement, and Zhao Ziyu and Wu Yao were both very tactful and didn't say anything, just watching what would happen next.
The stalemate ended with Yin Yin stumbling and sliding down. Wang Ye caught her just before she fell to the ground. When he touched her body, he was surprised to find that her body temperature was incredibly high. He helped her sit on the ground and immediately felt Yin Yin's pulse, but was surprised that her hands were so cold that they didn't seem like those of a living person. Wang Ye was startled by the shocking discovery and immediately looked at the person in his arms. He found that her eyes were staring at him. A sour feeling blocked his throat and made it difficult for him to speak.
"What's going on?" Wu Yao hurriedly asked, and Zhao Ziyan also came over.
Red liquid slowly overflowed from the corner of Yin Yin's lips, and her eyes began to blink as if they were about to close.
"Don't close your eyes, you can't sleep!!" Wang Ye said hurriedly.
Wang Ye's rare cry made Wu Yao and Zhao Ziyin realize that something was wrong, but Yin Yin was not cheered up by Wang Ye's words. Although she heard the voice, she couldn't resist the invasion of sleepiness. She didn't know why she was so tired all of a sudden. She just wanted to have a good sleep. This made her wonder if she was so tired that what she heard just now was just a dream? Thinking of this, Yin Yin gently closed her eyes.
"Wake up!! Wake up!!!" Wang Ye called out anxiously, not forgetting to shake the fragile body in his arms, but the person in his arms did not respond at all and fell into a deep sleep.
Zhao Ziyin frowned, he had realized that Yinyin's condition was not as simple as coma, and it was unlikely to be due to her injuries. He was afraid that there was another hidden reason. He knew that Wang Ye must be very clear about this hidden reason, but he felt that this seemed to be not the right time, or maybe he felt that God was really cruel sometimes? But at the same time, he did not rule out the possibility that this might be the best result.
Wang Ye picked up Yin Yin and turned to Wu Yao and said, "Go find Xue Han and Gui Sha, quickly!!! "
Then, without waiting for Wu Yao's answer, he carried Yin Yin and walked towards Zhao Ziheng's bed inside the Wang camp.
Wu Yao rarely saw Wang Ye's serious side, and he responded almost instinctively: "Yes, yes!!"
After answering, Wu Yao did not dare to delay and immediately ran out of the tent.
On the other side, from a tent far away from other tents in the camp, there was a sharp sound of ceramic breaking, followed by an angry shout.
“How can this be possible!!!”
In the tent, Feng Qinghan was sitting in front of the desk in rage, with an extremely rare look of icy anger on his face. In front of him was a kneeling man in white, and the men in white standing on both sides were not much better. Everyone could clearly sense Feng Qinghan's anger, so no one dared to act rashly for fear of getting into trouble. Only one person was sitting beside the desk, drinking tea leisurely as if no one was around. He was the ghost.
After taking a sip of the good tea in his hand, the ghost demon turned to Feng Qinghan and said faintly: "I didn't expect that I would be tricked in the end. You really deserve to be called a phantom spirit."
Feng Qinghan glared at the ghost, of course he was not angry with the ghost. Even though what he said was sarcastic and even added fuel to the fire, Feng Qinghan had not been overwhelmed by anger and lost his mind, so he just glared at him. However, others did not think so because they were already sweating profusely.
Facing Feng Qinghan's angry glare, Guisha remained indifferent and continued: "I told you not to underestimate her. Even though she is dead, the situation is still going on and getting worse. Do you think King Zhao or General Zhao will let it go after Zhao Shu dies? More importantly, what will she think if she finds out?"
Feng Qinghan knew exactly who the 'she' that Guisha was referring to in his last words was. He did not deny that what Guisha said was right, and he also admitted that he was indeed careless before. However, this did not mean that he would regret it. It was just that when Guisha mentioned 'her', he had to admit that this was something he was concerned about.
"So what? His death has nothing to do with me. Even if she left behind a bunch of mess, what does it mean? After all, I am still me, and she is her. Do you think I should be responsible for what she has done until now?" Feng Qinghan shrugged.
"I know it has nothing to do with you, and I didn't say that the pile of mess she left behind has anything to do with you. As for taking responsibility, I admit that I don't need to, but at least as for responsibility, don't you think you should have some? Or do you think that no matter what you think, you hope that she will think the same as you do?" Guisha said contemptuously.
