YNRHPCYC Chapter 72

Liang Yanbei curled his lips, “What do you mean by the bed on the floor?”

Playing dumb? Wen Chan smiled and said, “You might as well take a guess?”

“Your Highness, you are so cruel to me.” He accused silently, his eyes glancing at the mattress, “Your bed is so big like that; it shouldn’t be a problem for two people to sleep on it?”

Liang Yanbei looked pitiful.

Wen Chan couldn’t help but be softhearted when he saw it.

It was not without reason that he was fearless. Wen Chan had almost no resistance to Liang Yanbei. He had always been calm and had self-control. In any case, he had been an emperor for decades. So he had a clear sense of how to behave with integrity and handle things. And this was true for him with everyone.

But the balance will be broken once he meets Liang Yanbei.

Wen Chan hardened his heart and said, “No, it is my biggest concession to let you in. If you are going to burn incense for me again like you did last night, then you can leave now.”

When Liang Yanbei heard he was driving him away, he sat on the chair and sighed, “I cross mountains and obstacles every day to see you. But you still don’t appreciate it.”

“Well, all thanks to you¹derog.! I finally realised that all of the guards in the palace were useless.” Wen Chan glanced at him.

“Not all of them.” Liang Yanbei thought for a while and said, “When I came here today, I was still seen by someone.”

When he heard that Liang Yanbei was seen by someone, Wen Chan was taken aback and asked hurriedly, “Who saw you?”

This was exactly not a small matter. If Liang Yanbei was found to have trespassed into the palace, he would be accused of a crime, which would be very disadvantageous to the Liang family at this time, and Liang Yanbei himself would also be punished.

Sure enough, it was too risky for Liang Yanbei to go to the palace every day. If he had known that it would become like this before, he would have strictly prohibited him from coming again. Speaking of which, he was a little selfish. So he did not firmly forbid Liang Yanbei.

When Wen Chan’s heart was in a panic, he was prone to letting his imagination run wild. In just a short moment, he had thought of many things, including what reasons to use to deal with it.

However, Liang Yanbei said, “It was Ah Fu. Just now, when I got in through the window, he kept watch for me.”

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Chan smashed Liang Yanbei with a soft pillow, “I should have let Ah Fu shoo you out directly!”

Knowing well that he was afraid of this, Liang Yanbei still picked this matter to tease him.

Liang Yanbei caught the soft pillow and said with a smile, “Your Highness is getting less and less courageous.”

Wen Chan glared at him angrily and shouted loudly, “Ah Fu!”

Ah Fu, who was waiting outside the door, pushed the door open and came in, answering, “Your Highness, this slave is here.”

“Withdraw all the palace servants in front of the palace. There is no need to keep watch tonight.” He ordered. Since Liang Yanbei was there, there was no need for those people to keep a vigil to avoid others eavesdropping and noticing anything wrong.

However, the clever Ah Fu didn’t need Wen Chan’s instructions at all, “This slave had already withdrawn everyone after I saw Young Master Liang just now.”

He glanced up quietly, and sure enough, he saw Liang Yanbei sitting at the table, still holding the soft pillow in his arms. His chin was resting on the soft pillow, and his posture was quite casual.

Wen Chan didn’t expect him to act so fast, nodded approvingly, and then said, “You take Liang Yanbei to take a bath and give him clean clothes.”

Liang Yanbei’s eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked, pleasantly surprised, “Has Your Highness prepared clothes for me?”

Naturally, it was prepared, and it was done quite nicely too. Ah Fu criticised internally.

There was still some gap between Wen Chan’s length of clothing and Liang Yanbei’s. And Liang Yanbei couldn’t wear his clothes. So he could only let Ah Fu send someone to prepare new ones.

Wen Chan felt a little embarrassed by Liang Yanbei’s gaze and urged, “Go quickly. Why are you asking so many questions?”

Liang Yanbei put the soft pillow on his bed on the ground and then happily followed Ah Fu to bathe and purify his body. After washing away the coldness, he wrapped himself in furry clothes and walked through the corridor, following behind Ah Fu.

The night was dark, and the palace was brightly lit.

Liang Yanbei glanced at the palace and asked casually, “Has this palace always been so deserted?”

Ah Fu walked in front and replied without thinking much about it, “The emperor has always disliked Our Highness. Although he gave him a palace as the main residence, the location is remote. On weekdays, except for the palace servants, few people come here.”

Saying that it seemed a little pitiful. So Ah Fu added, “But Our Royal Highness likes it a bit quiet. So it’s good to have no one to bother him.”

“The palace is exactly not a good place.” Liang Yanbei said leisurely.

“That’s true.” Ah Fu replied.

Over the years, Ah Fu had not felt sorry for his master just once or twice. Anyone with a discerning eye could already understand that the emperor had long wanted Wen Chan to move out of the palace. But unfortunately, he was not old enough and had not married a concubine. So there was really no reason for him to move out. Thus he had been placed in this remote palace.

After the two of them said a few words, they reached the entrance of the palace hall. Ah Fu bowed to Liang Yanbei and said, his voice lowered, “Please, Young Master Liang, be sure to protect Our Royal Highness.”

To be honest, when he saw Liang Yanbei climb out of the window for the first time, except for a little astonishment, the rest was pleasant surprise.

After Wen Chan was injured, Ah Fu had been on edge. The assassin had knocked over all the palace servants in Xiyang Palace and killed the secret guards guarding the surrounding area. Even if it was not that great, it was quite powerful.

Even though Qin Qi and Shu Hua had returned, he still felt uneasy and had to get up three or four times a night to check.

But when Liang Yanbei came, he was completely relieved. At least it showed that his master was no longer alone.

During the trip to Wuyue Island, Liang Yanbei did not show how powerful his martial arts were or how powerful his influence was, but he still gave people a sense of security. So secure that people felt they could rely on him.

Liang Yanbei nodded slightly, pushed open the door, and went in.

The hall was lit with a soft candlelight. Wen Chan was standing by the window wearing a cloak over his shoulders and feeding Hua Hua. When he heard the door open, he turned around and looked over with a smile on his face.

Ah Fu closed the door at the back, and the hall was covered with a layer of silence.

Liang Yanbei walked over slowly, glanced at the parrot with a smile, and suddenly said, “Ninth, Ninth.”

Wen Chan’s heart jumped, and before he could speak, he heard the bird in the cage say something he had never heard before.

“Yanbei, Yanbei!”

Wen Chan glanced at the bird in disbelief, “I never knew it could call your name too?”

“Not only that.” Liang Yanbei said carelessly as he stretched out a finger and poked into the bird cage, “Your Highness, try calling out my name to it.”

Wen Chan was very curious, “Liang Yanbei.”

“Not like that.” He shook his head, and as if to demonstrate, he called out, “Ninth, Ninth.”

“Yanbei, Yanbei.” The parrot called out again in response.

Liang Yanbei shrugged, “Like this.”

When Wen Chan heard his voice calling Ninth, Ninth, in a low tone, his heart couldn’t help but beat faster. He thoroughly felt as if he were calling him. But when he turned his face to look, Liang Yanbei was looking very serious.

Maybe he was overthinking, Wen Chan thought to himself.

He whispered, “Bei, Bei?”

Liang Yanbei narrowed his eyes slightly, “Your Highness, speak up.”

Wen Chan glanced at him, coughed, and raised his voice, “Bei, Bei!”

However, not the slightest reaction was seen from the bird, but the person beside him grasped his hand and came leaning to his ear, “Your Highness, your calling is really nice.”

He reacted immediately. His face flushed, and a blush spread to his white neck and ears. He struggled to pull his hand away, “You had set me up!”

“How can this be setting you up?” Liang Yanbei tightened his fingers and wrapped his slightly cool fingertips around, “If you say that, I will be a little sad.”

Wen Chan’s strength was not at the same level as Liang Yanbei’s. Even after struggling for a long time, he still could not move a single jot, and his grip became tighter and tighter. Knowing that even if he pieced together all his strength, he still wouldn’t be able to beat him, Wen Chan turned his head and trembled cleverly.

He frowned slightly, and a painful expression flashed across his face.

The next moment, Liang Yanbei immediately let go of his hand and asked anxiously, concerned, “What’s the matter? Did you pull the wound on your left arm? Does it hurt?”

After prevailing, Wen Chan raised a smile, hurriedly retracted his hand, and took two steps back. He then said, grinning, “It doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t hurt. As long as you don’t pull me, I won’t get hurt.”

Liang Yanbei understood that he did it on purpose and smiled helplessly, “It’s fine if you don’t let me sleep on the same bed with you, but you won’t even let me just hold your hand.”

“You lied to me first.” Wen Chan humphed softly.

In fact, he didn’t expect this trick to be so effective. The moment Liang Yanbei saw his expression again, he let go without any hesitation.

Wen Chan turned and walked towards the bed, but the corners of his mouth could not help but rise. The sweet, sweet feeling overflowed from the bottom of his heart and filled his entire chest.

He smacked his mouth, and unexpectedly even his mouth was sweet.

Liang Yanbei also followed him with a smile, stopped in front of the bed spread on the ground, and obediently took off his shoes to sit on it. But unexpectedly, he found that the bed was very soft. He pressed it with his hand and found that there were several layers of quilts piled on top of one another under him.

Wen Chan saw his little movements, “Don’t worry. Of course, I won’t treat you badly. Those quilts add up to be softer than those on my bed.”

“It’s soft. But it’s not as fragrant as your bed……” Liang Yanbei muttered in a low voice and then hugged the soft pillow that Wen Chan had used to hit him before, “Forget it. This is better than nothing.”

“You go and put out the light. Just leave one.” Wen Chan said as he got into the quilt.

Liang Yanbei got up and checked the doors and windows once through, and then put out the few candles in the palace hall. The light suddenly became dim. He then returned to the floor and said to Wen Chan, “Your Highness, go to sleep peacefully. I’ll be here to keep watch for you.”

Wen Chan responded quietly, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

He was really at ease. If Liang Yanbei hadn’t been here, Wen Chan would have been like a frightened bird that was startled by the mere twang of a bow after the encounter with the assassin²fig. sb who frightens easily, due to past experiences. Even late at night, he would have only dared to have a light sleep. Or at least for a long time, he would have slept restlessly.

Liang Yanbei was like Wen Chan’s spirit-calming incense stick. With him, all of Wen Chan’s panic and worries vanished like smoke in thin air.

As soon as he closed his eyes, it was a sweet and dreamless night.

Wen Chan’s injury had been treated with the medicine Liang Yanbei brought, and his ability to recover was amazing.

But even though it was the Situ family’s medicine, Wen Chan still had to be nursed and replenish his body. It took him more than half a month to remove the gauze, leaving a hideous scar.

When Liang Yanbei saw it, he sent scar removal that eliminated necrotic tissues and promoted granulation medicine to his palace. By the time the storm caused by the attack on Wen Chen by the assassin was completely over, the capital had already entered November and early winter.

During this period, Liang Yanbei had been sleeping in Wen Chan’s bedroom at night. He left at dawn in the morning and slept on the floor obediently, although he would occasionally crawl onto the couch.

However, Liang Yanbei did not return home at night for more than half a month and finally caught the attention of the Liang family.

Although his son had been raised in an open environment, it was not good to do so all the time. Liang Jun felt that he still had to care about his son.

So one evening, Liang Jun stood in the corridor, watching Liang Yanbei, who was about to go out, and stopped him, asking, “Does your friend with a broken arm…… Have to have you accompany him to sleep at night?”

Liang Yanbei turned his head and said naturally, “He is afraid of the dark, and it is inconvenient for him to move at night. So, of course, I have to accompany him.

“We really don’t have to visit him at his home to express our thanks?” Liang Jun asked again.

“No. If you go, you will scare him.” Liang Yanbei said, “He is timid.”

Liang Jun said a few words of concern. But he couldn’t seem to find a reason to make him not go, so he said, “Thank them well.”

“Mhmm.” Liang Yanbei nodded in response, turned around, and left through the gate of Liang Mansion.

Lady Liang, who had witnessed the conversation between the father and son, came over, sighed, and said, “Yanbei is old enough. So it’s time to find a suitable girl for him to marry. So as to avoid him always staying out and not returning home.”

“That’s right.” Liang Jun remembered that his son was eighteen years old.

In other people’s families, they give birth to their children at the age of eighteen. Their son had transferred from Jin Ling to the capital, but they had never heard of their son liking a girl. He himself did not worry about it, but his parents had to worry about it.

“Then I will enquire tomorrow to see which girl is suitable.” Lady Liang said.

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