The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 128 - Suffering

Chapter 128: Chapter 128 Suffering

Pei Muyang couldn’t stand it any longer and spoke softly, “Emperor, that maid, she is the Lady’s favorite. Emperor, I beg you, please show some mercy.”

He Ying was “playing” with ice cubes, his hands were frozen stiff, purplish and numb.

He showed no mercy to himself, so how could he show it to others?

“Do you also want to give it a try?”

He looked at him coldly.

Pei Muyang immediately knelt down but still pleaded, “Emperor, you can’t do this—”

Self-harm!

He knew the Emperor was suffering, so he made everyone else suffer along with him.

He was like an untamed beast, only killing, blood, and pain could bring him temporary peace.

But he couldn’t continue to harm himself like this!

“Emperor, please put down the ice cubes.”

“Emperor, the Lady even once praised that your hands were handsome. You should take care of them; if they get frostbitten, they won’t look good.”

“Emperor, if the Lady knew about this, she would feel pained.”

Pei Muyang kept persuading him.

He Ying listened quietly, seemingly persuaded, and threw the ice cubes into the ice bucket.

The bucket contained melted ice water.

As he threw in the ice cubes, a good amount splashed out.

Some splashed onto his face.

He reached to wipe off the ice water on his face, muttering, “Would she? How could she know? If I don’t know about her matters, how could she know about mine?”

“She will. She definitely will.”

Pei Muyang immediately went forward to warm the Emperor’s hands, blowing on them, and said, “Those who are in love have a telepathic connection. Emperor, this servant does not deceive you, as you think of her, she is also thinking of you.”

He Ying seemed persuaded, the anger in his heart dissipating.

“Get out. All of you, get out.”

He granted mercy and let people go.

But where could those people go?

They all collapsed on the ground, with frostbitten legs.

The men were still decent, strong and able to support themselves, but the women, having gone through such an ordeal, the cold would probably affect their ability to bear children.

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Pei Muyang warmed the Emperor’s hands, took good care of him, and hurried to make arrangements, “Those women who were punished, have Imperial Doctor Liang see them, spare no expense on the medicine, especially the girl called Qiuzhi—”

“Yes.”

The little eunuch ran to pass on the message.

Pei Muyang returned to his room.

He Ying sat at his desk, reviewing petitions.

The petitions were piled high, with some scattered on the floor.

Pei Muyang saw this, bent down to pick them up, noticed they were all reviewed, and placed them aside, then organized the desk once more.

He Ying continued reviewing for a while, but his mind became unsettled, “Has Yan Tong returned yet?”

Pei Muyang replied, “Not yet. Shall this servant ask?”

“No need.”

He Ying leaned on his forehead, turning to look at him, “Do you think Yan Tong would kill him?”

Pei Muyang was speechless.

He had not expected the Emperor, with his severe punishment of the Hidden Guard, having already caused several deaths, was trying to force Yan Tong to kill Sang Jue.

After a moment of shock, he quickly advised, “Emperor, please reconsider. After all, he is the Lady’s own brother.”

He Ying said indifferently, “When he assisted the tyrant and betrayed Sang Yan, he ceased to be Sang Yan’s brother.”

“Emperor—”

Pei Muyang was at a loss for words, and after a pause, he spoke with a pained face, “Emperor, you have suffered.”

Five words that made He Ying pause.

He Ying didn’t expect Pei Muyang to say this, and after a long silence, he said, “The only one who understands me, is you alone.”

Pei Muyang was immediately frightened and excited, “Emperor—”

He Ying waved his hand to interrupt him and continued, “There must be bloodshed. Otherwise, they all think that I, considering Ah Yan, would be soft-hearted. Ah Yan was right. She is not their umbrella. So, she will understand me too, right?”

He had long harbored the intent to kill Sang Jue.

The only reason he hadn’t given the order was for fear that Sang Yan would blame him when she returned.

But if someone else killed him, that would be different.

Pei Muyang understood his thoughts. His mouth opened as if to speak, but he held back.

The Emperor had just said he understood him; if he continued to plead, it would disappoint him.

But not to plead?

A life was at stake, and the Lady’s own brother…

“Emperor—”

He stopped himself from speaking.

He Ying did not want to hear his pleading, so he changed the subject, “Where is that woman named Suxi?”

Pei Muyang replied, “It is said that upon hearing the news, she was so frightened that she, in addition to the bumpy journey, suffered a threat to her pregnancy and is now resting. It seems it might delay her for some days.”

“Oh… that child has a difficult fate.”

He Ying sighed, lowered his head, and continued reviewing the petitions.

Soon,

The person who followed Yan Tong to the Heavenly Prison returned with news, “Yan Dark Guard did not kill Sang Jue. He passed out in the Heavenly Prison.”

He Ying heard this, furrowed his brow, pinched his temple, and waved his hand, “You may leave.”

There was not a piece of good news.

He felt agitated again.

Fingers tapping on the desk repeatedly.

This was the rhythm of impending rage.

Seeing this, Pei Muyang hurriedly said, “Emperor, are you hungry? Would you like to have some supper?”

Ever since Sang Yan disappeared, He Ying had lost all appetite and his eating habits had become irregular.

It was already the first night watch, and Pei Muyang had suggested supper several times, but he had no desire to eat.

He had become numb to many things.

Only the pain in his heart was intense.

“Oh… supper…”

He couldn’t feel hunger, his tone was sluggish, as if he was listless and without strength, “I don’t have anything I want to eat… I wonder if she is—”

Before he could finish, hurried footsteps came from outside.

“What kind of person is this reckless? I will go and punish them right away.”

Pei Muyang reprimanded before the Emperor could, intending to save the life of the reckless one.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, he saw the guard leader, Lu Zijin.

“Mr. Lu?”

“Mr. Pei—”

Lu Zijin bowed, his expression grave, and asked, “Is the Emperor inside?”

Pei Muyang nodded, “Inside. You’re in such a hurry, what has happened?”

“I intercepted a letter from Lady.”

“This is good news, but why such a look?”

Pei Muyang stopped mid-sentence, closed his mouth, his joyful expression freezing as he asked in a low voice, “What’s the situation?”

Lu Zijin whispered, “The content of the letter has—”

Before he could finish, a shadow fell over them.

It was the Emperor.

It was unclear how long he had been listening.

Startled, Lu Zijin immediately knelt, “Greetings, Your Majesty—”

He Ying said nothing, stretching out his hand.

Lu Zijin quickly handed over the letter: “The letter was intercepted in Rongzhou. The messenger has also been taken into custody and will arrive tomorrow. I took the liberty of riding ahead at full speed to deliver the letter. Besides myself, no one has seen it. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me.”

Thinking of the content of the letter, he believed his death was imminent tonight.

He Ying hadn’t yet looked at the letter, mainly because he was too nervous, his hand trembling, the thin envelope felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

But he still opened the letter.

It was not the content he had expected.

A few brief words pierced his eyes.

No!

This couldn’t be her letter!

But it surely came from her hand!

She was good at everything except calligraphy, which was terrible. These crooked characters were definitely written by her own hand!

But how could she write such heartless words?

“I have already given my heart to someone else, and I do not wish to enter the palace as a concubine. Please release me, Your Majesty, and give me my freedom. If you have any true feelings for me, I beg you not to harm my family. Sang Yan.”

Ha!

Ha!

It must have been Jiang Ke forcing her to write this!

The damned Jiang Ke!

But what if it wasn’t forced?

What if she truly liked Jiang Ke?

Jiang Ke was younger than him, better looking, and more charming. Even Sang Jue liked him, wanting him to be his brother-in-law…

No!

No!

Sang Yan loved him!

His eyes and his heart wouldn’t deceive him!

But what if?

No!

No!

He Ying held his head, feeling as if his brain was about to explode.

His eyes reddened as he clutched the letter, reading it over and over again.

The more he read, the more the pain intensified, until he couldn’t help but roar out loud: “Ahhh—”

He wanted to kill someone!

He had to kill someone!

“Execute all the people from Duke Zhongyi Mansion—”

The words “put to death” stuck in his throat.

He couldn’t do that!

He couldn’t touch Duke Zhongyi Mansion for the time being!

He must not let news of Sang Yan’s alleged affair spread!

“Rongzhou is in the Southern!”

Changing his line of thought, he still fell into Jiang Ke’s trap.

“Immediately dispatch more men to the South!”