
Wuhan remained silent on the spot, until the voice of a woman broke the silence there.
''Sister.you've come.''
The soft voice of a woman they knew very well.
The two turned around, and looked towards a woman, who was walking closer towards them.
''When did you come?, why didn't you meet me straight away?.'' Tanya Ziaruo returned.
''Sorry ..I just arrived.'' Yongyu replied, trying to neutralize the heart of his anger, and his frustration with Wuhan.
And Ziaruo knew that, The woman had reached there, when Wuhan tried to explain, about Jing's feelings (regret) to Yongyu.
However, Ziaruo pretended as if he had not heard anything, until he saw his brother was about to leave.
''Brother, I want to help treat their wounds, are you willing to help me?.'' Ask the woman again.
Hearing the younger brother's request, Yongyu's feelings got better.
He smiled for a moment, and answered. ''Of course I will help, how could this man, dare to refuse the request of an Empress.''
Meanwhile, Wuhan just fell silent and did not say anything, in the middle of the conversation.
The man was busy with his thoughts.
''If Yongyu was the prince of Jing yun, how could he be the brother of the goddess Ziaruo?.''
''Could they be forging a brotherhood, after the final task in the western forest?.''
''If Yongyu is the second prince, why help the emperor?, when he hates his brother. Or did he still care about emperor Jing?.''
And there are many other things that Wuhan has in mind.
But of all the thoughts in his brain, Wuhan draws two definitive conclusions.
First, Yongyu was the second prince of Zing, Jiang jing Yun.
Second, Prince Yun did not really hate his older brother, the emperor Jiang jing wei.
And it was all evident, as Yongyu helped even, it could be said to bridge the relationship of the two.
All of those things, sparking happiness in the heart of Wuhan, until without realizing it a thin smile printed on his lips.
Ziaruo, who understood the thought, was also happy, for what Wuhan felt.
''Brother, can you just flip my medicine box over the train?.'' Pinta Ziaruo to Yongyu.
And whatever it was, for Yongyu every request from the younger brother, was a must for him.
''Okay, wait for me here for a second.'' Yongyu replied with gentleness, before moving on from there, leaving the two people there with their own thoughts.
''I know, you understand and hear Ruoer. I'm sure you'll do your best.'' Yongyu muttered in his footsteps, towards the supply train.
After the elder brother's death, Ziaruo approached the wuhan, and sat down crouching before the man.
The woman stretched out her hand, just above the guard's right arm.
With a gentle gesture, he rubbed his hands over the wound dressing cloth as he said. ''Can you keep everything by yourself?, let them solve everything without the intervention of others.''
Wuhan reflex raised his face, he looked at the woman who is now the empress, with a feeling of disbelief.
''An.you know that?.''
Wuhan asked with a stamped voice, he felt a rumble in his heart.
Ziaruo smiled to find that look, there was a bit of bitterness over every story between her brother, and her husband now.
''Would it make any difference to the problems between them?, isn't sometimes silence actually helping to solve everything?.'' Ziaruo replied in a calm tone.
The woman said this clearly, But as clearly as it was, she did not expect an answer from the lips of the man she was treating.
''Your arms are fully recovered now, with no trace at all.'' Ziaruo again.
The woman, standing from crouching and smiling back towards Wuhan.
Seeing the gentle smile on that face, Wuhan immediately lowered his face, and said. ''I will behave as if I do not know anything Your Majesty, However...''
Wuhan's speech stopped for a moment, he raised his head, staring at the woman who was now standing right in front of him.
''However, if the Emperor asks, I will not lie.'' Wuhan is back.
The man lowered his head again, as soon as his words were resolved.
act in front of Ziaruo. Moreover, he always obtained a smile, in response to each of his words.
Ziaruo did give a smile, over every honesty from Wuhan.
She was happy, her husband had the man as a subordinate.
''Fine, you don't have to lie, but also don't say anything without being asked.'' Ziaruo said to him.
''Now can you help this woman to lighten the wounds of them (the soldiers)?.'' The woman continued, still with calmness.
Hearing that, Wuhan stood up from his seat, and quickly replied. ''With the pleasure of His Majesty.''
A while later, Yongyu finally came, with a medicine box in hand.
The man immediately approached Ziaruo, disregarding the guard man's gaze.
''This is your box, did you wait too long?.'' Yongyu asked, handing a box to Ziaruo.
There was no pleasantries between the empress and a subordinate between the two.
What is clearly heard in Wuhan at this time, is just an ordinary conversation between an older brother, with his beloved sister.
''That's how close you are to him, even exceeding our closeness since childhood together.'' Think in silence Wuhan.
He realized that it would be strange for every imperial family to have such a close brotherhood among the princes.
Which in general, will compete, even stab each other for an imperial throne.
''Heee...''
Wuhan sighed deeply, he recalled, his every action for the prince when he was still together at the palace.
Wuhan looked down even deeper, even if it could he might bury himself, in a bottomless pit.
However, remembering his vow of loyalty to Jing, the man again found strength, above his great regret.
''Sister.please give the medicines in the box to the healers.'' Ziaruo said, refusing to accept the box from his brother.
''I want to get back in the carriage, after all I don't think they will be free with my presence later.'' Continue the woman again.
Hearing those words, Wuhan understood everything.
He walked closer, and said. ''Let this servant alone administer the medicine, please Your Majesty the Empress and the young master return to the carriage.''
There was a feeling of reluctance for him, along with the current prince Jing Yun.
Where when he was still surprised by the presence, the person he assumed had died.
Moreover, he was one of the important actors in bad terms for the man in the past.
Although he did everything on orders from Jing.
However, it was his hands that forcefully infused poison, to the youth, who had considered him a brother since they were children.
With a face and a feeling of aversion, Wuhan advanced ever closer, and took the box in Yongyu's hands.
His heart felt that this was the best decision. There were two men, who were not supposed to serve the soldiers.
The woman was the empress of the emperor, and the man was also a prince.
So only he is here, who is more deserving of the task.
''Hamba will bring this medicine, to be given to His Majesty's physician.'' Said Wuhan while looking down for a moment, in front of the two.
Ziaruo nodded his head softly, when he heard the guard's words.
There was a feeling of compassion in the woman's heart, a look of awkwardness, and a sense of regret in the man.
But everything is about cause and effect, for the actions of everyone in the world.
Whoever plants, he will also plant it.
''May this be the end of everything, not the beginning of karma between you.'' Ziaruo said softly, when he saw Wuhan's back, walking away from them.
''Come on, I am also still confused by my feelings for them Ruoer.'' Yongyu replied slowly, as if he was thinking something very heavy in his mind.
Noticing the brother's uneasiness, Ziaruo smiled gently at the man, and said again. ''Do as you please, brother, do not force anything. Because compulsion always results in no good.''
''Hehe.'' Sahut Yongyu, while rubbing Ziaruo's head gently.
",,,Dan.you always understand what I think.'' The young man again, in his mind.