Chapter 37: Want to See You (4)
"It seems that your body seems to recover faster than expected-"
"It's all thanks to my brother——"
Zhao Ziheng looked at the sword in his hand. He seemed to have forgotten that they were talking in the courtyard. Wang Ye came to find him when he was practicing sword.
"Can you lend me your sword?"
"Well?"
Zhao Ziheng was a little slow to react to Wang Ye's sudden change of topic, but he still subconsciously handed the sword to Wang Ye. Wang Ye walked to the bamboo beside him with the sword and waved it a few times. A thin bamboo was evenly divided into two sections as long as the sword. Zhao Ziheng was stunned by Wang Ye's quick move. Wang Ye picked up the two cut bamboos and walked towards Zhao Ziheng, and handed one of them to Zhao Ziheng: "It's a bit boring to practice sword alone, why don't I come to practice with you?"
Although he didn't know what Wang Ye wanted to do, Zhao Ziheng still took the bamboo stick. Wang Ye first put the real sword from Zhao Ziheng on the stone table beside him, and then walked over to Zhao Ziheng and slightly distanced himself to enter the range where he could attack at any time...
"Please feel free to make your move——"
"……May I?"
Zhao Ziheng had never seen Wang Ye take action before, so why would he challenge him now? What was the point?
"Don't worry, I just want to confirm how much you have recovered. You don't have to worry about me-"
"Since Brother Wang said so, please accept it——"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Ziheng took the offensive first. Wang Ye easily took over the wooden stick that Zhao Ziheng stabbed at him: "I said you don't have to worry about me, just show your full strength--"
“Hmm!”
As if provoked, Zhao Ziheng bounced away the wooden stick that Wang Ye had held and took the offensive again. Presumably, the first attack was much more fierce and fast this time, but Wang Ye still took it. He did not avoid it, but took it easily. Zhao Ziheng was of course unhappy to be taken so easily. The subsequent fierce attacks were also easily resolved by Wang Ye. Out of his persistence in winning and losing and his determination to not lose to the strong, Zhao Ziheng did not give up the attack because he was at a disadvantage. For him, attack was the best defense. After a long battle, Zhao Ziheng's movements were not only not slow, but more flexible, which surprised Wang Ye a little. He knew that if he continued like this, he might be tricked, so he took advantage of the tiny gap left by Zhao Ziheng's attack and knocked the bamboo stick out of Zhao Ziheng's hand...
The bamboo stick was knocked down and fell to the ground, but Zhao Ziheng still couldn't believe it. Not only were all his attacks completely resolved, but his opponent even took advantage of the tiny gap that only lasted for a moment and knocked the weapon out of his hand. This made Zhao Ziheng believe that Wang Ye was really a hidden talent!
"It seems that you have almost recovered. I didn't expect that you could recover to this extent in just a few days. Of course, your illness is easy to recover as long as you control your emotions. It seems that you have been working hard to learn how to sort out your mentality recently."
Wang Ye picked up the bamboo stick that Zhao Ziheng had knocked down and walked to the stone table to put it down. He poured a cup of tea and walked to Zhao Ziheng's front to give it to him. Zhao Ziheng took the tea from Wang Ye without hesitation and said: "I have indeed thought a lot. Everyone has a different destiny, especially for people like me who are unable to control many things -"
After hearing what Zhao Ziheng said, Wang Ye realized that he had never really understood Zhao Ziheng. Being able to see through his thoughts and ideas did not necessarily mean that he understood him. He also did not know that his true identity had nothing to do with this era.
"I think there are some things that even my brother may not understand. Shu'er and I did go through a lot before we were together, but a sudden change brought us into an unknown transformation. We could have lived happily ever after, but because of this sudden change, we were separated. Fortunately, God is not too unkind to us. Even though we each have different identities, backgrounds, and appearances, we can still meet through each other's ties. I thought that as long as we met, we could fulfill our promise to stay together forever again, but I didn't expect that what we got in return was a painful separation. She fell into a long sleep because she was repeatedly involved in right and wrong. I also had to leave her side because I was a king, and wait until everything was over before welcoming her, but I never thought that she would lose her memory. No matter how sad I am, I can only face it now. The most important thing now is to find the murderer who intended to harm her, and then slowly let her recover her memory. I can wait as long as she is by my side, even if she no longer remembers our past for the rest of her life, I just want her to be by my side--"
To be honest, Wang Ye did not quite understand what Zhao Ziheng said and felt it was very mysterious. The only thing he was sure of was that the bond between him and Yin Yin was an indisputable fact. No matter what happened to them, the fact that they could still be together was the best proof. Seeing that they were both in pain, how could he bear not to help them?
"You still want to see her very much, don't you?"
Zhao Ziheng remained silent for a while after hearing Wang Ye's words, then walked towards the stone table, drank the tea Wang Ye poured for him, put it on the table, sat down, and said while pouring tea into the empty cup. "I want to see her more than just her, I miss her all the time, and I hate that I can't see her even though I'm right next to her—"
Wang Ye could clearly sense the grief and indignation in Zhao Ziheng's tone. This was helpless. As long as they carried different identities for a day, they had to endure. If they sacrificed innocent people just because of their own selfish desires, Wang Ye would never let him go. In other words, Wang Ye could understand Zhao Ziheng's feelings and knew the pain he was enduring at the moment, but he could not ignore the lives of many innocent people. Since he had to bear this fate, he had to be aware of it. It seemed that Zhao Ziheng was aware of this, so he changed from the previous impulsiveness to the calmness at the moment. He seemed calm but was more painful than the impulsiveness. Wang Ye sighed and walked to the stone table and sat down...
