Lan Ming Yue

The wind was fierce and the rain was pouring. Wang Dian looked at the hundred or so guards kneeling outside the cave, their black cloaks soaked in puddles, their clothes splattered with mud. At this moment, all of them were bowing their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.

“Jian Ling, this minister, apologizes for being late to rescue Your Majesty. The Black Armor Guards are at Your Majesty’s disposal,” said a young man with heroic features, kneeling in the rain, stating his purpose in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

At this moment, Wang Dian changed his appearance. Leaning against the side of the cave, Liang Ye, wearing a loose robe, said lazily, “The Black Armor Guards of Imperial Grandmother, Zhen dare not command.”

Jian Ling bit his teeth imperceptibly. Halfway through, he suddenly received a message from Cui Yuxian. The original order to kill Liang Ye was changed to protect Liang Ye and safely return to the palace. He was frustrated in his heart, but he had to put on a show on his face, “This minister respectfully welcomes Your Majesty back to the palace.”

Liang Ye ignored him and reached out to touch Wang Dian’s fake face.

To be honest, Chong Heng’s disguise technique was indeed exquisite. This mask that they were used to wearing was like real skin on the face, warm and delicate to the touch, and every subtle expression was clearly visible.

The slightly sharp features made Wang Dian look somewhat cold, except for those eyes, which always seemed gentle and calm, which was incompatible with this mask. However, when these eyes fell on Liang Ye, the emotions inside would become rich and vivid. Although most of the time it was irritable and angry, Liang Ye enjoyed this uniqueness.

So he didn’t like Wang Dian looking at him with a calm and composed look, as if he was no different from others, which made him unbearable.

Outside the cave, the rain was pouring down, and hundreds of people were kneeling in the rain without moving. The misty and heavy water vapor filled the cave, and even the fingertips were a bit cold, soaking through the thin mask into the skin.

Wang Dian stood aside with his sleeves gathered, took a step back, avoided his hand, and said in a low voice, “Your Majesty, it’s time to return to the palace.”

Liang Ye’s expression was ambiguous, “No.”

He was a little unhappy that Chong Heng’s actions were so fast. He should be slower, let him kill a few more waves of assassins, and then run away with Wang Dian, life and death depend on each other, which was more enjoyable and comfortable.

Wang Dian looked up, Liang Ye tugged at his sleeve and pulled him into the cave to avoid getting him wet. He reluctantly explained, “Wait for the rain to stop.”

Wang Dian looked at Jian Ling and the others who were drenched in the rain outside. Apart from some discomfort in his perception, he didn’t have much sympathy. After all, if the situation hadn’t turned around, these people were here to take their lives.

“The hunting ground during the autumn hunt is no smaller than the Shizai Mountain.” Liang Ye suddenly said, “At that time, Zhen can also take you to fly a kite.”

Wang Dian had heard him mention the autumn hunt more than once and couldn’t help but ask, “Do you like the autumn hunt?”

“Hmm.” Liang Ye was vague and affirmed, “It’s very interesting.”

Chong Heng looked at the only dry place in the cave that was occupied by Wang Dian, and squatted on the stone with some depression, hoping that the rain would stop soon.

Perhaps the heavens heard his plea, and after another half an hour, the rain finally diminished, leaving only a light drizzle blown by the wind.

“Your Majesty, please return to the palace.” Jian Ling spoke again.

Liang Ye kicked him in the chest, kicking him several feet away. Jian Ling fell heavily to the ground. The surrounding Black Armor Guards wanted to help him up. Liang Ye kicked up the broken sword on the ground and skillfully spun away the two heads by his side, smiling and saying, “Did Zhen let you move?”

“You—” Someone shouted angrily, but the next second they were beheaded and fell into the mud.

Jian Ling covered his chest and crawled up from the ground, kneeling in the mud and blood, and kowtowed in a proper manner, “Your Majesty, please return to the palace.”

Liang Ye’s broken sword in his hand was dripping with blood. He was about to move again. Wang Dian stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. Liang Ye turned his head with a displeased look, his murderous smile faded slightly, he frowned and muttered, “It’s clear that they are bullying people too much.”

The Black Armor Guards kneeling on the ground: …

“It’s too dirty.” Wang Dian took the broken sword from his hand and casually threw it on the ground, “Go back to the palace to bathe and change clothes.”

Liang Ye nodded in agreement, and clasped his hand in return, “You go with Zhen.”

Wang Dian cleared his throat and lowered his voice, “Talk about it again later.”

Liang Ye gave him a meaningful look, didn’t say much, and pulled him onto the carriage.

This time out of the palace, Wang Dian was exhausted. He fell asleep shortly after getting on the carriage. In his sleep, he vaguely felt someone undressing him and touching his chest. He impatiently opened the paw that was causing trouble and fell asleep again.

“Master, medicine.” Chong Heng handed in several small medicine bottles from the window, “The blue bottle is for reducing swelling, the small one is for stopping bleeding, and the white one is for removing scars.”

Liang Ye held the sleeping Wang Dian with a gloomy face, carefully checked him all over, applied medicine to the wounds and bruises on his body, then changed him into clean clothes, and let him sleep on himself.

“Master, the wounds on your body ……” Chong Heng poked his head in from the outside, a little uneasy.

Liang Ye glanced at him coldly, Chong Heng let out a sigh, and consciously closed the curtain.

Liang Ye looked at the sleeping Wang Dian, lowered his head and kissed the tip of his nose, and rubbed his neck, it seemed that he still felt unsatisfied, and wanted to bite his collarbone, but the carriage jolted, and the person in his arms frowned, so he had to give up other ideas and adjust his posture so that people could sleep more comfortably.

However, His Majesty’s patience was limited, and his intimacy was even more limited, and after less than a quarter of an hour, he went to bite his earlobe again, “Wang Dian, get up and talk to Zhen.”

Wang Dian snorted in a daze, tilted his head, Liang Ye’s eyes darkened, kissed his shoulder along his ear, and the tip of his tongue swept away the medicine he had worked so hard to apply, taking a mouthful of bitterness.

“Zhen won’t argue with you.” Liang Ye smacked his lips, took care of himself for a while, and then happily held Wang Dian’s slightly thin ankle with his hand full of wounds, gently rubbed it with his fingertips, and said in a low voice. “How about wearing a red string bell for you?”

Wang Dian was sleeping soundly, his breathing didn’t change at all.

“If you don’t make a sound, it means you agree.” Liang Ye was shameless, but he thought he was being considerate, “Zhen knows you don’t like bells, so just wear a red string.”

“It’s a bit plain.” He conveniently touched Wang Dian’s calf, his eyes brightened, “Zhen will add a small gold leaf for you.”

Wang Dian, who was in a deep sleep, was completely unaware. The surroundings were filled with a faint scent of bitter medicine and Liang Ye’s breath, which was particularly comforting. However, the only dissatisfaction was that there were too many bugs, and his body was bitten by mosquitoes, causing pain and itchiness everywhere, especially his ankles, wrists, and neck, which were bitten the most severely, making him want to wake up in irritation.

After an unknown amount of time, those mosquitoes finally stopped bothering him, replaced by a hot furnace, wrapping him up entirely, making him half-dead from the heat. It felt as if a stone was pressing on his chest, forcing him to gasp for air. He was fed something alive, entangling his tongue and refusing to let go. He finally felt like he was about to suffocate, and in a moment of suffocation and panic, he suddenly opened his eyes.

“Awake?” Liang Ye, with his wet hair, smiled at him in the water, his lips still red.

Wang Dian, supporting himself on his shoulder, was panting heavily. He turned his head to look at the surrounding environment. He had already returned to the sleeping chamber in the imperial palace. The incense burner next to him was burning ambergris incense, barely making him sober. The strange feeling just now still lingered. He looked at Liang Ye, who was still licking his lips, “What were you doing just now?”

Liang Ye had an innocent look on his face, and said solemnly, “Zhen was helping you bathe.”

Wang Dian’s expression twisted a bit, “Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“Zhen saw you were sleeping soundly, you should not like to be disturbed.” Liang Ye emphasized the word ‘not like’, “Zhen naturally won’t let you do things you don’t like, Zhen reluctantly helped you, no need to thank Zhen.”

A timely sting came from Wang Dian’s lips. He met Liang Ye’s satisfied eyes, reached out and pushed the person close to him away, “I’ll wash myself.”

“Zhen has already helped you wash.” Liang Ye said proudly, “Washed clean and fresh.”

Wang Dian frowned and lowered his head, and he caught a glimpse of the mottled marks on his wrists and arms, and when he lowered his head in disbelief, he saw that his body was covered with ambiguous marks, even on his thighs…… He raised his head and glared at Liang Ye angrily, “What have you done!?”

Liang Ye was stunned by his roar, blinked his eyes, and said confidently, “Zhen just tastes the taste.”

“Taste your uncle!” Wang Dian smashed his fist on his face.

Liang Ye didn’t care about the punch, rubbed his sore cheeks, used the tip of the tongue to push against it, and said happily, “Zhen likes your back very much, can shake once kissed, very interesting.”

Wang Dian was so angry that his eyes turned black, “You fucker-”

Counting on Liang Ye, a fool, to learn to respect others, it is better to count on the pig to develop a time machine!

Liang Ye touched his back through the water, and said as if taking credit. “Zhen only kissed you, and didn’t do anything else.”

“What else do you want to do?” Wang Dian pinched his paws that were eager to slide down.

Liang Ye obediently let him pinch it, and said happily, “You are Zhen’s empress, we naturally want to have the joy of fish and water, don’t worry, I read the booklet carefully, and I also consulted a few doctors from the Tai Hospital, which will definitely make you comfortable.”

(t/n:  joy of fish and water-describes the relationship between two objects or people, just like the harmony, naturalness and comfort of fish in the water. “The joy of fish and water” is also used in classical romance novels to express sexual love.)

Wang Dian was silent for a long time, and his face turned cold, “When did I promise to be your empress?”

Liang Ye said unhappily, “Zhen wants you to be you-”

“Your Majesty.” Wang Dian interrupted him, his eyes becoming calm and detached, “You can force me to be your empress, but I will hate you.”

Liang Ye frowned, “Don’t call me ‘Your Majesty’, you have no right to dislike Zhen.”

“I do.” Wang Dian loosened his grip on his wrist, his eyes full of disgust, “If you force me, I won’t be able to continue liking you, let alone keep you in my heart. I will only find you extremely disgusting, not even as good as the weeds outside the sleeping chamber.”

Liang Ye stared at him blankly, his eyes drooping somewhat desolately, and said in a low, cautious voice, “Zhen was wrong, will never do this again in the future.”

Wang Dian raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then saw him lift his head, a playful and cold smile spreading across his face, “Do you think Zhen would say that?”

“…” Wang Dian stared at him expressionlessly.

Liang Ye leaned in and rubbed his wet nose against his cheek, softening his voice like a coquettish child, “Zhen doesn’t need others to like Zhen, Zhen wants you to be Zhen’s empress, whether you live or die, you have to do it, understand?”

“I said I won’t do it, I won’t do it whether I live or die. Even if I’m skinned alive and made into a human pig, or even if I burn myself to ashes, I won’t do it.” Wang Dian tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous smile, “I’m not interested, understand?”

Liang Ye stared at him with a heavy gaze, “You don’t know what’s good for you.”

“You know sh*t.” Wang Dian’s face was also as calm as water.

A flash of murderous intent passed through Liang Ye’s eyes, he squinted, and his hand in the pool gently poked his fingertip. Not knowing what he was thinking, Wang Dian was full of anger and didn’t want him to touch him. He suddenly raised his hand to get ashore, but the little finger of his other hand was lightly hooked by someone.

He turned his head and saw Liang Ye looking at him with a wronged expression, “Wang Dian, you made Zhen so angry that Zhen’s shoulder hurts.”