One sentence of "Your Highness", two sentences of "this humble entity"… Yan Si truly accepted the judgments passed by RongCheng, implicitly considering them as the very nature of himself. He truly was a sinner because of daring to scheme and frame the Eldest Prince, yet the anger of the person had also subsided a long while ago.
Across the past months, RongCheng decisively and silently drew clear boundaries, striving to readjust his mental state after a long period of being poisoned by the incense. Fortunately, thanks to Shang Yuan always being by his side helping to pull him up and support him.
Yan Si originally knew not how much his actions had devastated the mental senses of his elder brother. The person fell into extreme crises of trust, when the adopted brother he wholeheartedly trusted and pampered was heartlessly plotting to harm and depose him. He was furious, enraged, and abandoned him, yet in the end, seeing him emaciated, falling into ruin, and self-destructing, the heart of the person ached bitterly, and how many accumulated waves of anger suddenly vanished in an instant.
RongCheng had thought exceedingly much regarding all the faults of him and of his very own self. Realizing this younger brother was nurtured by his own hands, whether he turned out good or bad, the major share of responsibility lay with him, and he could not completely shift the blame onto someone who originally from childhood had never been properly nurtured.
The pure white flower of the mountain forest being stained dirty was also because it was dyed by his own hands; he could not because of that consider it worthless and cast it away to be free of trouble… an action even inferior to beasts and creatures… RongCheng was in no way capable of performing that.
When all was said and done, anyone in the world committed faults whether large or small; acting as an elder brother, even though not by blood, he could not because of that cast away his younger brother, how much the less when Yan Si was still overly young and inexperienced. Thinking so, RongCheng all of a sudden let out a sigh, hesitatingly speaking: "You… remain at this place, go nowhere."
"Why? Was it not that previously your very self wished for me to depart?" Even striving to cling in attachment to remain had caused the person to turn enraged and then completely abandon him.
"Right, it was I who wished for you to depart, yet I had also arranged a truly fine dwelling place; I originally wished not to see you suffer hardship."
Hearing through, Yan Si all of a sudden let out a faint laugh, saying: "The kind intention of Your Highness… this humble entity accepts it, yet it is unnecessary… this is already exceedingly sufficient. I am originally a foolish entity, whereas the hearts and minds of human beings are excessively overly complex, considering myself incapable of withstanding them… I possess my own path of retreat already…"
Right at this place, right beside the person here, yet when being persecuted he solely knew how to grit his teeth and endure, how much the less arriving at a distant place like that? Were the things occurring certainly known clearly by the person?
"Living anywhere is also living; by myself I also know how to take care of myself, where is there any need for Your Highness to expend mental effort to perform so much like that? Solely requiring staying far away from human beings, I shall live truly in peace." Solitary and orphaned on his own, possessing solely a tiny bit of medical skill, completely possessing nothing whatsoever for self-defense, he could solely stay far away from all human beings so as to be the most secure… Thinking toward it, he again shook his head, saying: "That day I agreed to follow Your Highness to return here because of your promise; I thought myself still possessing a single sole relative in this worldly realm, yet now it no longer remains."
The promise of that year was heavy like a towering mountain, causing RongCheng at all times to be weighed down to the point of possessing no path of escape.
Yan Si all of a sudden raised his eyes up looking upon RongCheng, saying: "The bond of sworn brotherhood has also been severed already; that promise of former years, just consider it as a playful, joking remark, and then you will feel light in heart, while this humble entity as well will mind it not. We are originally not of blood relation, you ought to let go as well, and pay no mind toward me further."
"Can a promise be considered as a playful, joking remark ah?" RongCheng truly could not expect it; never had the promise of his own self become depreciated to such a degree.
Hearing up to this point, RongCheng truly could not suppress his anger; all of a sudden he seized the hand of Yan Si, pulling him up and asking: "The bond of sworn brotherhood you stated you wished to sever, and you sever it just like that? Inside your body there still flows my blood, how do you intend to sever this?"
The words RongCheng spoke were like striking Yan Si awake: "Right so…"
Why did he forget the two of them had once cut their arms and sworn in blood, how could that connection be easily severed? Thinking toward it, Yan Si grinded his teeth, saying: "Then… then what must be done? I… I shall return the blood back to you."
Spoke so, Yan Si, disregarding that one of his arms was already controlled by RongCheng, still strived to fumble and grope beneath the pillow…
In the final analysis, unable to expect he would speak thus, RongCheng ground his voice, saying: "Return the blood? How do you wish to return it?"
At this moment, Yan Si groped and found the dagger, raising it high, saying: "I… I shall cause the blood to flow completely out."
Including the blood of the person and of himself, slashing until not a single drop remained before stopping.
Spoke so, he instantly utilized the dagger intending to slash into his own wrist, unexpected that he was intercepted by RongCheng; he snatched the dagger away from the hands of Yan Si, grinding his voice scolding: "Why must you reach this extent? Do you truly wish to die?"
"Correct so!" Yan Si all of a sudden shouted loudly: "Does the person look upon me now as any different from a dead entity!? Yet no… I cannot die… never can I die… solely returning the blood back to you… I will be well… will be well, even devoid of blood I will still live, pray you intercept not… intercept not me…"
Yan Si commenced to struggle to rise, wishing to retrieve the dagger back from the hands of the person, yet with his strength it was indeed impossible to perform anything...
"Ah Si… Ah Si…" Struggling across a short moment, RongCheng all of a sudden cast the dagger far away, at the same time pulling Yan Si to embrace him into his bosom: "Pray you be not thus… be not thus… when did I ever compel you to return blood? For what cause must you return it at all costs?"
The warmth of the person unexpectedly radiated into his bosom, and Yan Si panicked and struggled: "Release… release… release your hand… release your hand..."
Before this, Yan Si had never resisted or fought back against RongCheng, yet today he felt immensely terrified; residing inside his bosom caused him to feel a pain as though being pricked by a thousand needles...
The more Yan Si struggled, the tighter RongCheng tightened his embrace, causing him to possess no method to break free.