After waking up, Gu Weizhou rubbed his eyes as he approached the bed. There he saw Jiang Jingyue, who in the dim light was drenched in cold sweat. His face contorted in agony, while his body was nearly aflame as though turned into a bright red shrimp.
Pain—!!!
That was the only remaining sensation in the blurred consciousness of Jiang Jingyue.
Inside every bone in his body, it felt as though something was fermenting, something trying to burrow its way out.
The piercing pain accompanied by the ever-increasing heat seemed to want to evaporate every last drop of blood in his body. It was as if it wanted to burn him from the inside out, reducing him to mere ashes.
He wanted to scream, to tear apart his own flesh, to pull out every bone and dispel the excruciating pain that was driving him mad. Yet he couldn’t muster the strength.
Breathing weakly, waiting powerlessly, the helpless despair felt like a cold snake accompanying death as it gradually crept closer, slithering up his body.
It felt cold, instilling an instinctual fear that made him tremble.
Just when Jiang Jingyue was almost tortured out of consciousness by this indescribable pain, he felt himself fall into a warm embrace, followed by coldness administered throughout his body.
This warmth was reminiscent of the temperature when his mother used to hold him, the woman dressed in palace attire who always looked at him with a loving gaze and a smile.
As he thought of that face, the gruesome images that he had forcefully repressed deep within his consciousness began to resurface.
The once familiar prince’s mansion was filled with screams and blood. Servants grabbed whatever weapons they could find to protect the elderly, women, and children. However, in the face of the masked killers, they seemed as vulnerable as eggs trying to crack against solid rocks.
The nauseating scent of blood permeated the entire prince’s mansion, as vivid streams of it crawled meanderingly across the blue-stone floor.
Behind the intricately carved doors of the largest bedroom in the rear courtyard was a woman.
She was dressed in her favourite light green silk gown, sitting peacefully before a copper mirror, carefully painting her eyebrows.
The woman in the mirror had eyes as calm as still water, her cheeks touched lightly with blush. She radiated an aura of gentle elegance.
Suddenly, with a loud “bang,” the door was violently kicked open from the outside. A black-clad, masked intruder burst in and immediately saw her, sitting gracefully before the mirror.
Although she heard the sound, she did not turn around. Instead, she continued to gaze deeply at her own reflection in the mirror, as if seeing within it the image of the handsome man who, after her morning ablutions, would gently sketch her willow-like eyebrows and smile tenderly at her.
That man always liked to stand behind her, painting her eyebrows with a gaze full of deep affection, softly kissing her cheek. Faced with the imperial edict—that decree that had her secretly shedding tears for being one among the emperor’s three thousand consorts—he would tenderly and empathetically reassure her.
“In this life, I, Jiang Lianbi, will only have one wife. I wish only to be with you for my entire life, to grow old together. If you worry for the future, I can even give up this throne.”
Then softly and sentimentally, she would murmur, “In this life, may I gain the heart of that one person—”
“—and may we never part till death do us part.”
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Happy because she could finally meet the man she had loved all her life, yet sorrowful for the naive innocence she once possessed.
If she hadn’t foolishly wept endlessly when he became the emperor with three thousand consorts, if she hadn’t naively listened to Jiang Lianfeng’s private instigations and promises, then the man she loved wouldn’t have died. Her child wouldn’t be under house arrest in the palace. These two men, more important to her than her own life, were ruined by her own hands.
Looking at the young boy crying in despair outside, with the corners of her mouth still dripping blood, she tearfully and trmblingly said, “I’m sorry…”
I’m sorry, it’s this weak me that has harmed you. I’m unworthy to be your mother, unworthy to be his wife.
“Live on… Jing’er, live on… Run… Run quickly…”
…
“Mother… Mother… Mother…”
While administering acupuncture, Gu Weizhou suddenly felt the person lying on the bed with eyes closed, burst into tears. From those trembling lips came the repetitive utterance of this word.
After placing the last needle, he lifted his hand to wipe away the tears on the person’s face. Leaning against the headboard, while gently patting the person’s head, he said, “Your mother and father have gone to a beautiful world. There, fields of flowers bloom, the sun and moon shine bright, and joyous laughter fills the air. There are no schemes, no perils. They stand facing the sea, in an everlasting spring…”
In this almost suffocating dream, Jiang Jingyue, crying in desperation and disarray, suddenly heard a gentle voice coming from all directions.
They are doing well, just like the once joy-filled prince’s mansion…
The gentle voice was like the only piece of driftwood floating in the sea, which the nearly drowned Jiang Jingyue clung to.
He knew whose voice it was—the man with a frosty demeanor but a heart as warm as the sun.
Master, master, master… please don’t leave me behind. Don’t be like the rest and abandon me, alright?
Gu Weizhou was still leaning against the head of the bed, still using his light and gentle voice to describe that ‘beautiful world’ to the person lost in dreams.
“There are airplanes, trains, and computers in that place. There’s also this amazing thing called Wi-Fi. Once connected, you can browse videos online. Whether it’s of those with eight-pack abs or those with exceptional looks, in any posture you can think of. Though I still prefer the rough ones, and also…”
[…Shut up!] snapped Number 001, who was at the end of his patience.
[I’m comforting a child who’s missing his mother.]
[…You’re corrupting the mental and physical health of a minor. If you want to comfort him, why not just sing a lullaby?]
After a three-second pause, [Baby, baby, my beloved baby… like seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, swaying with the waves, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, dancing in the surf…]
[…Just…Shut up!!!]
Gu Weizhou looking up at the sky continued, [No matter the raging waves, I remain carefree and happy…]
[…] Are you some kind of demon?
…
The next day, when the first rays of the morning light hit Jiang Jingyue’s face, his long-closed eyes slowly and shakily opened.
He saw the simple and unfamiliar ceiling of the room. Just as he attempted to move, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something white at the corner of his eye.
Turning his eyes, Jiang Jingyue saw a man leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes closed in deep sleep.
The man was clearly exhausted, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. His usually radiant skin looked somewhat dull, and a slight circle of dark circles under his eyes seemed to indicate that he had spent the whole night by the bedside, guarding him all night.
Due to his posture, his ink-black hair like silk cascaded down, obscuring half of his face. Even so, you could still see his exquisitely handsome profile partially lit by the sunlight.
Staring silently at that jade-like face illuminated by the sun, Jiang Jingyue felt an unreal sense of trance at this moment.
After all that had happened, after meeting so many people, he found that the one who truly stayed by his side in the end was this man.
Cold as solid ice, gentle like flowing water, noble and isolated as the lone moon, he took him as a student, making him call him his Master.
Thinking back to the gentle voice that intertwined in his dreams last night, although he didn’t catch what was said later, it must have been this gentle person who wove the most beautiful dream for him.
Recalling this, he couldn’t help but gently lift his hand and grasp the corner of the man’s robe that had fallen on the bed.
Softly closing his eyes, Jiang Jingyue leaned a little closer to the man, rubbing against his clothes like an obedient young cub.
Master, you will always stay with me and watch over me like this, won’t you?
When Gu Weizhou woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. Seeing the person on the bed wrapped up like a hedgehog, he felt as if his scalp was about to explode.
I have actually forgotten to remove the needles when I went to sleep last night!
Seeing that the person was still not awake, Gu Weizhou hastily began to remove the silver needles from his body while calling out to him.
“Jingyue, Jingyue, Jiang Jingyue, wake up…!” You’re not really stabbed to death, are you?!
Jiang Jingyue, who was still somewhat groggy from a deep sleep, was awakened by the panicked familiar voice. Just as he opened his tired eyes, he saw the person in his line of sight brighten, then anxiously asked, “Is there anywhere that you feel uncomfortable?”
Thank goodness he’s not dead, thank goodness. But having been needled for so long, could he be disabled? My plans haven’t come to fruition yet. I won’t really be stuck in this godforsaken courtyard for the rest of my life, will I?
Seeing the genuine concern in the man’s eyes, Jiang Jingyue felt his entire heart enveloped in a warm current. This long-lost sense of warmth made him even feel an impulse to greedily desire more at this moment.
Subtly concealing the real emotions in his eyes, he said, “…Master, I’m fine.” You don’t have to worry.
Gu Weizhou didn’t believe everything was fine. Human meridians need to circulate, and he had kept the needles in for nearly ten hours. Surely, that would have killed the cells inside the body.
Seeing that the other person was still comforting him, Gu Weizhou didn’t plan on asking any more questions. He directly lifted his hand to take the other’s pulse, but then…
Suddenly lifting his eyes, Gu Weizhou looked at the person on the bed, disbelief filling his eyes.
Everything’s normal…?!
How could that be?
Unwilling to accept it, Gu Weizhou took the pulse again. It was still normal— even more so than a few days ago.
This is unscientific!!!
After thinking for a while, Gu Weizhou suddenly remembered that something was off about the person last night. Could it be related to that?
Thinking this, he tentatively asked, “Last night…what was…?”
Seeing the man staring at him with furrowed brows, Jiang Jingyue was somewhat stunned.
Master doesn’t know I was poisoned?
Jiang Jingyue had thought that the other knew he had been poisoned, so he spent all night needling him to cleanse the poison from his body. However, looking at the other’s expression now, it was clear he was not aware of this matter. So, what on earth…?
No 001 commented, Haha… this devil just sang all night, and in the end, he actually forgot to remove the needles.
After pondering for nearly three seconds, Jiang Jingyue seemed to suddenly understand something.
So, the other accidentally cleansed the poison from him?
Just…
Glancing at the pair of extraordinarily beautiful eyes across from him that were tightly fixed on him, Jiang Jingyue hesitantly said, “I…I’m not sure either. Suddenly, I felt very unwell. Master…do you know what happened?”
Towards the end, he cautiously stole a glance at the man. His large moist eyes were filled with wavering unease.
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..oh this boy …has grown up alright..