Chapter 237 - Just the Two of Us (1/2)

The King Hui was thrown into the Court Prison; the Imperial Concubine De was placed under house arrest in the cold palace (a palace where an emperor installs members of the imperial family who do something wrong); all those involved in the attempted usurpation by the King Hui were subjected to thorough search of their abodes and confiscation of their property. What the future held for the King Hui was an execution in private.

Shan Congwen had gone for wool but come home shorn. The Great Yue taking advantage of this opportunity claimed a considerable amount of indemnity. Had it not been for a dispatch from the emperor of the Wan Kingdom, a border province of the Wan Kingdom would have to cede a city to the Great Yue.

Shan Congwen left the Great Yue with his tail between his legs. Waiting for him in the Wan Kingdom were fierce condemnations and severe punishments. It could be said that his diplomatic mission had turned out to be a complete failure.

In the meantime, Yuwen Tong improved very quick. Maybe because the King Hui’s maniac attempt at exterminating the whole imperial court had distracted people in the capital city, when they finally s.h.i.+fted the focus of attention from the King Hui’s crime to other matters, Yuwen Tong had already “regained” his mobility, and he even went to the imperial palace to express his grat.i.tude to the emperor.

Even court physicians of the imperial hospital were astonished by how quick Yuwen Tong had made such a recovery, but no matter what, it was a fact that Yuwen Tong’s “wounds” had healed very soon.

The a.s.sa.s.sins that had ambushed the Supreme Commander of Armed Forces of the Great Yue had also been found to be sent by the Wan Kingdom. Shan Congwen, who had already left the Great Yue, was unable to defend himself even though he wanted to.

The Ling Mansion finally found itself in peace again. Ji Yin personally checked the residential compound and confirmed that those secret bodyguards had left. As regards the perimeter, secret bodyguards out there could only gather some basic intelligence about who went in and out of the Ling Mansion and when. Other information was beyond their reach, and they were by no means powerful enough to perceive the presence of a kung fu expert like Ji Yin without seeing him directly.Visit website our ReadNovelFull.com

After bringing down the King Hui and forcing Shan Congwen into returning to the Wan Kingdom with a humiliating defeat, both Yuwen Tong and Ling Zhang felt relaxed and delighted.

“It turns out that you were right – the Crown Prince did make his appearance,” said Ling Zhang, gnawing at a peach.

Yuwen Tong raised his hand and wiped the juice from the corner of Ling Zhang’s mouth with his thumb, staring at Ling Zhang’s rosy lips, pa.s.sion building up in his eyes. He said, “Those courtiers might have forgotten about him had he not put in an appearance that day.”

Ling Zhang didn’t notice that Yuwen Tong was gazing at him like a hungry wolf at a lamb, his eyes glinting. “You said that the Crown Prince might have made some underhand arrangements. What did you mean by that?”

Yuwen Tong, who had ascertained the truth about a lot of matters these days, replied, “The reason why Shan Congwen tried to kill you was because Zhou Mingci meant your death as a precondition for their cooperation. It’s true that we made an enemy of Zhou Mingci by having the Ninth Princess punished, but it was because of the suggestion of Zhou Mingci’s aide that he suddenly requested Shan Congwen to kill you, and this aide was planted in the King Hui’s residence by the Crown Prince.”

Ling Zhang, finding this message very unpleasant, finished the peach in three gulps and said in a cold voice, “Why did the Crown Prince do that? He and I have no history.”

“He has no history with you. He just wanted the King Hui to infuriate me,” remarked Yuwen Tong.

A flurry of thoughts flashed across Ling Zhang’s mind and with that he frowned, “Will he connect you with the downfall of the King Hui?”

Yuwen Tong said, “He has no proof. Besides, given that so many court physicians and the emperor personally confirmed the severity of my injuries, he has no choice but to accept it as true even if he doesn’t want to.”

Ling Zhang inclined his head, feeling slightly relieved. “That’s good to know.”

“What about the prophecy?” Ling Zhang asked.

Yuwen Tong twisted his head aside and cast a mysterious smile at him. “Prophecy? What prophecy?”

Ling Zhang, slowly lifting his eyebrows, came to understand what Yuwen Tong meant, but about the head star-watcher…

Yuwen Tong confided in a muted voice, “The head star-watcher never made any prophecies. That messenger faked it. He is just an insignificant messenger, for whom it’s very easy to quietly go underground. Even if someone traced it to that part, they wouldn’t be able to find anything.”

It’d merely been a trick to make the whole thing more complicated and bewildering. Let them have some fun guessing.

Thinking about this, Ling Zhang still couldn’t help but stare at Yuwen Tong for quite a while. Yuwen Tong, who had been growing increasingly aroused with his eyes on Ling Zhang, succ.u.mbed to the temptation moments after Ling Zhang’s unblinking gaze rested on him, threw his arm around Ling Zhang and instantly drew him into his embrace, kissing him.

The kiss didn’t last long before their desire overpowered their self-restraint. The two of them did the same thing they did in the bathroom that day, and Ling Zhang’s legs were limp when it was over.

This time Yuwen Tong also tentatively gave Ling Zhang’s privates a gentle touch, feeling fully satisfied and content.

Ling Zhang’s countenance was as pink as a lotus flower.

When the two of them recovered themselves, Ling Zhang said, “My arm injury has almost healed, and it’s time I went back to the Imperial College.”

Yuwen Tong hadn’t been able to spend much time with Ling Zhang in private when pretending to be injured, and it’d only been a couple of days when the two of them had their carefree life back, so he was unwilling to let Ling Zhang return to the Imperial College so soon. He said, “You still want to learn formations from Mr. Ji, don’t you? How about we go to the manor? Just take a few more days off from school.”

Ling Zhang’s eyes lit up. “I can do that?”

Yuwen Tong said, “Why can’t you? Just tell them your arm still hurts. Surely they won’t dare pressure you to go back.”

On hearing this, Ling Zhang could barely keep from leaving right away. “Then let’s get going.”

Seeing that his interest was piqued, Yuwen Tong added, “But Mr. Ji still has to give lessons in the Imperial College. He took several days off from work because of me, and I don’t think he could spare any more time.”