Chapter 32

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The imperial physicians returned to Yongyan Palace once more. Fortunately, Yan Mingyong hadn't fainted this time. The younger had firmly pulled on Ye Zhizhou's hand, looking at him with bloodshot eyes – silent but clear-headed.

Already familiar with the series of events, the imperial physicians quickly checked his pulse and prescribed the correct medicine. They did not know how many times they had already said it, but they had to say the same repetitive words every time they came. "Your highness, please avoid anything that can cause disruptive emotions; you must stay in bed for the rest of the month. The food consumed should be light, and it would be best if..."

"Shut up." Yan Mingyong finally opened his mouth, if only to chase the people out. "Everyone get out. No one is allowed to stay. De An, shut the palace door – I won't see anyone!"

The physicians were silent as they hurriedly packed their medical equipment and left.

Only Yan Mingyong and Ye Zhizhou were left in the palace. Ye Zhizhou, seeing the younger's pale and weak look, couldn't help but feel worried. Stepping forward, he helped pull up the quilt and held out his hand. "I won't leave. Just get a good rest – don't think about it too much." Seeing his lover nearly die from excessive anger just as he found him, Zhizhou was secretly panicked in his heart.

Yan Mingyong continued to stare at him, lips pale and blue. The distorted expression on his face emitted an evil aura. "An Chengle! This prince can ignore your previous impudent actions, but remember that you'll live here for a lifetime! If you dare to leave, I will take you to hell!"

This was the first time that Yan Mingyong had used his imperial title in front of Ye Zhizhou. After finding out that the younger was his lover, Ye Zhizhou couldn't feel any fear or jealousy towards him. He couldn't help but reveal a smile at the threat. "So? You will surely follow, and you will certainly recognize me at first glance." Although his lover did not retain his past memories – it seemed that at first sight, he could recognise him with his own instincts. He believed that if there was a next life, this person would be able to recognize him once more.

Yan Mingyong was stunned by the gentle and intimate response. But soon after, his face darkened and he continued on with his threat. "Then, it won't only be you; your brother, parents, and family as well. You may not be afraid to go to hell, but what about your family? If you don't want them to come to harm, just stay with me!"

"Yes, yes – I know you're powerful. Now, just rest." Ye Zhizhou patted his head as if he was a puppy, stroking the long hair soon after. "The imperial physician said that you have to recuperate; sleep, ok?"

Yan Mingyong stiffened with a frown, secretly liking the intimacy. He wanted to open his mouth to continue his ruthless words – however, Ye Zhizhou quickly covered his mouth with a hand. "Your eyes are clearly red and bloodshot, yet you're still not going to sleep?" He helplessly pinched his lover's overly beautiful face. Seeing a glare form on the younger's face, Zhizhou simply took off his shoes and climbed into the bed – quickly taking off his outer robes to open up the quilt and take the other person into his embrace. "Sleep, I'll guarding you."

"You!" Yan Mingyong spoke in an anger, but stopped halfway – entangling himself in the other's body in reflex. His face turned blank and gloomy, and his mouth gaped in shock – but he didn't utter a single word.

Ye Zizhou found the younger's ridiculous actions cute, kissing Mingyong's forehead then raising his hand to cover the other's eyes. "Let's sleep. It's late."

His eyes covered, Yan Mingyong's instincts tensed – only relaxing gradually due to the warmth of the person beside him. He couldn't help but tightly cling on to the other's body, burying his head in the other's neck. The young prince – in a show of weakness, albeit in an evil tone – said, "This time, you took the initiative to come, then refused to leave. So, you can't leave me now."

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