Suddenly, Lord Wang Zhi Yi grips onto Chi Meng tightly and pulls him out of the room, "Time for the cold bath before you get even sicker." he instructs. The second Chi Meng hears cold, he immediately tries to run away, but Lord Wang Zhi Yi tightens his grip, and drags Chi Meng all the way to the bath house.
All Chi Meng could do was cry in silence, but no matter how hard he wailed, Lord Wang Zhi Yi didn't care, he practically blocked out anything from entering his ear. As they entered the bath house, the first thing Chi Meng saw was Yi Rong whining with his head wrapped up, he really looked like an egg ! He let out a sigh of relief, before laughing at him, Yi Rong immediately notices Chi Meng's gaze, he turns red like a chilli pepper !
"SHEN CHI MENG, JUST YOU WAIT !" Yi Rong cries in embarrassment. But Chi Meng could no longer laugh, with all his might, Lord Wang Zhi Yi threw Chi Meng straight into the cod bath ! "AHHHHH !" Chi Meng screams in pain, "Quit whining, it's only lukewarm water, stop making a huge fuss." Lord Wang Zhi Yi already regretting being in charge of the both of them. He felt more like a babysitter than an adviser...
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After an immense time of Yi Rong fighting and wailing from being wrapped around his head, and Chi Meng trying to jump out the bath, their energy finally gets fully drained out, Lord Wang Zhi Yi, along with his maids finally take a huge minute to settle down, "I'm never ever fucking taking care of them again." He cries out as pulls out strands of his hair out of distress, he looks over at Yi Rong sleeping against the wall, and Chi Meng knocked out in the bath tub.
He sighs, he instructs 2 of the maids to carry Yi Rong, as he had a slender body, almost like a lady, as he personally grabbed Chi Meng up, he swiftly wrap a towel around his waist, positioning Chi Meng in a way that we won't be fully exposed... With so, the 3 of them carried the two little toddlers back to their rooms for the night.
This moment, Lord Wang Zhi Yi took a peek through the window, outside looked pitch dark, he decided to take a stroll, to ease out the stress from today. Multiple court cases, worrying over Yi Rong and Chi Meng's well being, to working out how much additional food they would need to last the next few days, before needing to be restocked. He sighs, 'Ugh, I'm so exhausted, is it worth it for what I've brought myself into ?' He thinks, he on the verge of crumbling from exhaustion.
He finds a bench to sit down, resting his feet, and gazing at the stars. An unsettling feeling arouses around him, as the wind gushes by, leaves flowing in the air like ballerina's in a nut cracker, some are hopping, some jumping, some are twirling ! Lord Wang Zhi Yi's arm resting on his lap, he opens his left palm wide, as a flower petal from no where slowly sets it's way down on his palm, it's petals acting like a parachute for the pistil of the flower.
He lowers his glances onto his palm, looking at the flower, despite the dried up leaves dancing around, this flower remains untouched and lively. He grazes it gently, the flower seems to be a plum blossom flower ! It reminded him of himself, as plum blossoms represents resilience and hope because it blooms in harsh winter conditions... Lord Wang Zhi Yi who was in charge to rule Zhou Yü City all alone, without any guidance for the past few years, especially now with the weather becoming much more humid, which makes corps harder to bloom and grow properly. Along with thousands of conflicts each day, piling up on his work, the inconsistent harsh weather, switching from winter to summer due to imbalance in nature. However, despite all, Lord Wang Zhi Yi is holding on tightly, he isn't letting his guard down, even for a second, seems that the role of become a leader can be stressful for highly gods like him too. With the helpful cooperative civilians in Zhou Yü City, it helps ease up Lord Wang Zhi Yi's stress sometimes. A smile appears on his face, maybe becoming a leader isn't so bad after all, he made multiple friendship, hit many goals and he has learned many things from taking up this role. He looks up in the sky, admiring the beautiful stars shining brightly.
His eye lids start to weigh like heavy sand bags, he tries to his best to keep awake, but he simply can't, it's almost like he's been drugged to sleep ! With his blurry vision, he notices a distant figure, it's back was facing him, yet it seemed very familiar, it looked like the exact attire that Zhou Yü wore when they both first met ! He blinked, but it disappeared... He blinked once more, and the figure appeared in front of him, but this time, it was distorted, it was a black slimy like figure, crouching over him, about to attack.
He shrieks, lunges forward but he falls ! He realises he's in the same room as Yi Rong and Chi Meng, seems that he had been too tired of dealing with them and passed out before heading outside, everything that just happened must've just been a dream, right ?
One of his maids were alerted by his screams and had informed imperial guards, afraid there might be an intruder. Out of no where, one of the guard breaks down the room's door, "STOP WHERE YOU ARE." he shouts, holding a spear, ready for any attacks, with the maid curling behind his back.
They both realised that it was just a false alarm, "I apologise my Lord !" the maid cried, "Ahah, it's okay, at least I know that you care about my safety." Lord Wang Zhi Yi smiles, as the guard embarrassingly goes back to his patrol. Looking over, Yi Rong and Chi Meng are still dead like fishes in a poisoned riverbank, he sighs, blows out the candle and heads out.
He had planned to head back to his own room, he'd already been dreaming of collapsing on his soft, fluffy bed, his imagined it like a cloud ! But, right next to his room, was Zhou Yü's old room. The rooms were next to each other, and even had a secret door in between them, as Zhou Yü was scared of thunders. So, when there were nights with heavy rain storms, full of thunder, Lord Wang Zhi Yi would keep that door open, allowing Zhou Yü to enter his room, if he ever felt scared...
Lord Wang Zhi Yi, stared at the room for a second, and turned back into his room, he was too tired. He jumped into his bed, clutching onto his soft blanket, but no matter how much he tossed and turned, he simply couldn't sleep ! He couldn't stop thinking about the dream earlier, it felt too realistic, as he tossed once more, facing the direction where he could see the secret door.
He stared at it for minutes, before pushing his ill like body up and headed to the door. He touched the secret door handle gracefully, he couldn't stop thinking of Zhou Yü. Simply, what he had told Yi Rong wasn't completely true, as he had just only visited Zhou Yü's grave 2 weeks ago. He thought of Yi Rong, his appearance simply looked very alike to Zhou Yü's, but their personalities were way off.
Currently, Lord Wang Zhi Yi, was in the process of griefing, however since he had mourned at Zhou Yü's crippled dried body for 3 days, since then, he had never cried or felt anything when he saw something reminding him of Zhou Yü. Had he perhaps gone numb ? He didn't know the feeling, it was all too confusing. He ended up sleeping against the secret door, in his entire room, he chose the most uncomfortable way to sleep, somewhat as a punishment, as how Zhou Yü couldn't rest peacefully in his last days, but how would he know ? He was too busy trying to impress the other Gods, since he was the youngest one there, constantly picked, ignored and misunderstood.