
"Chenxing, I miss Juren a lot..." His Majesty's voice was similar desau, sounding hoarse.
"While he has fallen on the battlefield, I can at least give him my last respects and a proper funeral. He has long endured loneliness, now even death he must be in solitude."
Empress Xiao Yi was stunned, memories flashing back at some time that had passed.
How not? Now he seemed to be looking at a king who was slumped inside Chue Lian's palace, as he lamented over his lover Jiu fei who left him with no strings attached.
The kitchen serves food in the form of various snacks on the corner table, it has begun to cool untouched at all, only Qianghu wine on the reading table, next to the candle plate.
“Your Majesty would like me to have a drink?” Empress Yi asked suddenly, sounding soft and warm. His Highness Yan Yue was silent, for a moment he was astonished at the eyes of the wife who was hiding a diamond there. The eyeballs were always like a shock, in his admiration from the first time he met the sight of this woman.
“This looks like Qianghu wine from Beidi, no one knows with a very hard taste, sweet but intoxicating.” Empress Yi took the wine jar before her and opened the lid slowly. Once opened, the thick smell of wine went out, attacking the nostrils.
“Chenxing, I don't let you drink wine.” His Eminence Yan Yue spoke heavily as Xiao Yi poured the wine into a small porcelain cup engraved with red peony flowers.
“Your Majesty, accompanying does not mean I have to do the same. Likewise, when Your Majesty is in a state of sadness, I do not need to cry with Your Majesty. Being next to you and feeling the same way but trying to make you feel less alone is much better.” Empress Yi held out the cup in her hand with a smile. His Highness Yan Yue greeted him with slight hesitation, then looked at the contents slowly until the toilet.
“One's destiny no one knows, Your Majesty. lamenting it may be possible in one time but not for eternity. Life and death, we don't rule it, when the time comes no one can resist it. Every path has a reason, every life has a purpose. Prince Juren was destined to be Yanzhi's shield, if he were to fall on his way to defend Yanzhi, then that was the way. He certainly felt proud to wallow blood on the land he loved, do not damage the pride of a soldier by crying excessively." Empress Yi poured back the wine of Qianghu who was still half-sheltered.
His Majesty Yan Yue stared unblinkingly at every move that Empress Yi made, as if she did not want to miss a single word that came out of her lips.
“Chenxing, Juren never felt the slightest happiness in her life, even she never fell in love even as long as I knew her.” His Majesty's voice sounded bitter.
Xiao Yi was stunned, he swallowed his own saliva. There was a slight slicing in the corner of his deepest heart, one secret that His Highness Yan Yue never knew that before His Majesty fell in love with him it was possible that Zhao Juren had first tried to put her heart on Xiao Yi. Or even His Majesty Yan Yue really did not know his friend and brother, Zhao Juren had fallen in love many times before His Majesty Yan Yue, it's just that he's destined to love alone without being able to accept the payoff. There are many secrets about Zhao Juren that even a king never knows.
“Maybe, Zhao Juren once felt the second love, who we know. Therefore do not be too save anxiety for what we do not know, if we are too much cupping guesses and fears then maybe we are increasingly difficult to let go and let go of something.” The Empress Yi.
“Let's however, His Majesty has a different path with prince Juren. His Highness is destined to lead not only the military forces as well as the responsibilities that Prince Juren holds, he said, His Majesty presides over a country that requires not only patriotism and courage but also wisdom and calm. The people cannot live in peace if the king confines himself in his reading room, lamenting a brother who may have died proudly or may be recuperating somewhere. Being emotional may be human but not to be unrealistic. The dead will never live again but the living must live.”
The sentence was so warm, as warm as Qianghu wine that passed through the esophagus of His Highness Yan Yue.
“Chenxing, I'm just being sad.” His Majesty said trembling. His hand firmly grasped the outstretched fingers of his empress with the intention of taking the glass from her hand.
“Please Your Majesty be sad tonight, please Your Majesty drink to a hangover and fall asleep, I will be next to Your Majesty. A wife will not tell a single point of her husband's tears that fall on anyone. So, if Your Majesty wants to cry, cry.I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. But, promise me when the sun rises tomorrow morning, that valiant Yang Yan Yue has stood up straight. And just give any order, our mourning period is too long, the three full moons are too long. Say something to your people, let nature fix it if it turns out that one day we will only bury a sword!” Empress Yi's voice sounded so resolute, leaving Her Highness Yan Yue mesmerized.
No one had managed to persuade His Highness Yan Yue all this time except for his wife, and tonight she could see the wise Empress Yi was indeed destined to always hold her hand when she was down and worried.
A king like Yan Yue, very few had a trustworthy friend, one who spoke to him like this in this world, perhaps other than the person before his eyes, there was no one else. Empress Yi calmly sat by her side, allowing herself to drink wine into a hangover.
A wise and understanding wife was indeed much more valuable than gold gems and beauty, unfortunately Yan Yue was indeed so lucky, her wife was wise and beautiful at the same time.
“Chenxing, I don't know.what would I be, if you weren't my wife.” His Majesty's sigh while pulling Empress Yi into his arms.
Empress Yi made no sound just a line of smile on her lips, deep down she held one doubt about Zhao Juren's whereabouts,
“ I'm sorry Your Highness can't tell you honestly, I'm just afraid you're being misunderstood and jealous of me. I really love you weightless but fate has kept me inseparable from Zhao Juren forever, she has taken the life-pill from my umbilical cord potion, for her to survive, she has forever been a part of me. To this day, I can feel that he is still alive somewhere, he is not dead. It's just, I can't tell you this truth. I don't know what the heavens are planning on him, but let it be, all goes on his destiny line.”