Chapter 98 -098 Fierce
Sang Yan never considered this question at all.
She had great faith in He Ying’s character and determination.
No ordinary woman could seduce him.
If someone did manage to, it would only show that he was not the right man for her.
She would even thank the person.
“Let’s go back.”
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She returned to the Long Chan Temple.
At the entrance to her room, she encountered a little monk.
The little monk’s head was shiny and round, his face also round, his eyes bright as water: “Master Sang, a Master Pei would like to see you.”
Sang Yan immediately thought of Pei Muyang and guessed his purpose.
This was going to be tricky.
He Ying doubted his loyalty, and she couldn’t see through him either.
Who would dare to keep such a person by their side?
But with that thought, she still went to meet him.
Pei Muyang was praying in the main hall.
He wished to stay in the Imperial Palace forever.
As the footsteps neared, he knew that the true object of his prayers had arrived.
“This servant pays his respects to Lord Sang.”
He knelt and turned towards Sang Yan, giving her a deep bow.
Sang Yan cut to the chase, “The Emperor has told me everything about your situation. What he can agree to, I can agree to as well. For anything else, I’m sorry, but I am powerless to help.”
“Lord Sang, this servant knows he is asking for too much, but I truly have no disloyalty towards the Emperor. I have lived in the Imperial Palace since I was young; it is my home. I am no longer a complete person; I have no place outside the palace.”
Pei Muyang was genuine, his eyes brimming with tears: “Since I was young, because of Pei Zhen, I have suffered so much. Now, to lose the Emperor’s favor because of him, I simply cannot accept it.”
Sang Yan advised, “Fortune and misfortune go hand in hand; after a decline comes a rise. Don’t be so one-sided in your thinking. Consider it from another angle, do you really want to be a servant all your life? You are still young; you can go out into the world and make something of yourself. Don’t let your physical incompleteness limit you.”
She felt sympathy for eunuchs.
But the Buddhist Sect teaches that all sentient beings suffer, and each must follow their own path, so she couldn’t interfere too much.
Pei Muyang wept, “But all this servant wishes for is to stay by the Emperor’s side. I hope that Lord Sang can grant me this favor.”
Sang Yan: “…”
She considered the Imperial Palace a cage, yet some people begged to be locked inside.
“If Lord Sang is worried that this servant may harm the Emperor, I can swear a vile oath.”
As he spoke, Pei Muyang raised his hand to swear: “I, Pei Muyang, born on the Xth of X month, at X hours, if I harbor the slightest disrespect or ill-will towards the Emperor, let me be struck by lightning the moment I step outside, and let my body be eaten by wild dogs.”
Sang Yan: “…”
This was a bit difficult.
Not all oaths can solve problems.
“Let me think about how to persuade the Emperor.”
She was stalling.
Pei Muyang said, “Then this servant will join you in prayer.”
Sang Yan: “…”
She was just grateful to him.
Wait.
Perhaps by praying together, he could also shift his mindset?
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So, she sought out Master Yixuan and began to earnestly reason with Pei Muyang.
But before she could witness any results, He Ying arrived urgently.
He Ying, upon hearing that Pei Muyang had left the palace for Long Chan Temple, immediately rode through the night to get there.
He was worried about Sang Yan’s safety.
Seeing him, Sang Yan understood his concerns.
When he pulled her tightly into his embrace, for some reason, she was particularly moved, feeling for the first time the heavy and passionate love He Ying had for her.
“Sang Yan, are you alright?”
“Damn that Pei Muyang!”
He cursed, indignant.
Subsequently, under the light of the moon, Pei Muyang was seen hurriedly approaching with a lantern in hand, “This servant pays respect to the Emperor.”
Seeing him, He Ying’s face chilled, and with a kick to his chest, he said, “I told you, whatever you want, I would do my utmost to provide! Yet, you do not recognize good fortune and came running here! Do you think that if she pleads on your behalf, I would spare you! Deluded fantasies!”
He wished he could kill him at this moment.
Should he dare to harbor designs against Sang Yan, he would certainly take his dog’s life!
Pei Muyang, having taken a kick, fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. However, he did not cry out in pain but instead got up, knelt in front of him, and wept, “Emperor, this servant has no other loyalties, this servant only wishes to remain by your side. Emperor, this servant would never harm Lord Sang. Emperor—”
He wept piteously, his snot nearly blowing bubbles.
He Ying looked on with disdain, “Roll aside first!”
Pei Muyang responded with a “Yes” and scurried to the side to kneel and continue crying.
Sang Yan, feeling helpless, said, “If you have something to say, can you not resort to violence?”
He Ying spread his hands, “I didn’t use my hands.”
Sang Yan, “…”
Alright, he didn’t use his hands, he used his foot.
But his foot was fiercer.
“You’ve injured him with your kick.”
“He got what he deserved!”
“…It doesn’t need to be said like that.”
She asked Pei Muyang to get up and seek treatment from Master Yixuan, then pulled He Ying into the room where she was temporarily residing.
In the room,
the Luminous Pearl shone brightly.
Sang Yan sat him down in a chair and poured him a cup of tea, “Have some water, cool down a bit.”
She saw sweat on his face and wiped it away with a handkerchief, “It’s so late, and it’s dangerous to come here.”
“It’s all Pei Muyang’s fault.”
He Ying enveloped her in his arms, sitting her on his lap, and savored the solid feeling of her in his arms. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he said, “You don’t know how anxious I was on the way here, constantly in fear that he might harm you.”
Sang Yan knew all this and smiled tenderly, “What’s there to fear? Didn’t you arrange for Hidden Guards? Aren’t you reassured?”
He Ying hugged her tighter, his tone defying logic, “Regardless, if I’m not watching over you with my own eyes, it’s not reassuring.”
Hardly had the words fallen, when his lips were sealed.
He Ying was taken aback, all initiative seized by her.
Sang Yan kissed him for a long while before reluctantly letting go, smiling, “Are you reassured now?”
He Ying nodded, “Reassured.”
She was in his embrace, within his reach, tender and real.
Like a beautiful dream.
He was very content, but still puzzled, “Did you not say this is a pure land of the Buddhist Sect?”
Sang Yan looked at him with a smile, “Didn’t you also say that the Buddha is pleased to see lovers unite in marriage?”
Having said that, she kissed him again.
It became passionate, hinting at a desire to roll between the sheets.
Sang Yan did not refuse.
But He Ying held back, containing himself, “This place is too crude. Our first time should not be so rushed. Let’s wait for the wedding. I will arrange it upon my return.”
Sang Yan, “…”
She wasn’t that impatient either.
If he could bear it.
He Ying released her, wiped the sweat from his face, and drank two gulps of cool tea.
Sang Yan felt he was torturing himself, yet her heart ached for him, so she changed the subject, “Have you figured out what’s going on with that woman?”
“The investigation is ongoing by Xie Sui. There’s no rush.”
“And the woman?”
“He has entrusted Xie Sui to look after her well. Doesn’t he have a sister? Let her take care of it.”
“Hmm.”
She was reassured and then playfully teased him with a smile, “Emperor, you get so anxious with any small sign of trouble. What would you do if one day I really disappear without a trace?”
Hearing this, He Ying frowned, “Ah Yan, don’t speak of such ominous things.”
At the time, their affection was just right, and they did not know that one day in the future, she really would vanish without a trace…