In the end, Rong Cheng had decided to cast him aside… from now on, truly casting him aside for good…
Thinking of this, Yan Si commenced to panic: "What must I do? What must I do?"
Broken to pieces already… Truly broken to pieces, is it?
The substance he feared most in the final analysis had become reality… The person would no longer be gentle toward him anymore… Permanently toward afterward there would no longer be any…
In the final analysis, an interloper like him, no matter how much he exhausted his energy to provide the person with how much pleasure and joy, once the affair broke and collapsed, the man would still be ready to cast him aside to run back to the side of his virtuous wife.
Devoid of him, what remained further of his life?
The hands of Yan Si clenching tightly upon the bed mattress, sensing his heart aching and writhing, his mouth unceasingly crying out and pleading: "Pray you abandon me not… Eldest brother, I beseech you abandon me not… detest me not… I beseech you…"
"I truly… truly… possess no one else further… I beseech you… I beseech you…"
One person pleading yet obtaining not…
One person pleading not, yet of his own accord arriving, wishing to cast aside even being incapable of doing so…
RongCheng standing between the two people, by his very self tormenting without a path to choose… Amidst that love affair brimming with perversity and defiance of fate, regardless of who it was, entirely brought along grievous retribution and suffering.
Arriving until this moment, Yan Si still saw not himself as wrong, entirely pouring the blame upon RongCheng and all those entities who had once abandoned him inside his life. Blind greed and lust for love caused him to become filthy and base, his sounds of weeping identical to a parasite perceiving the master decisively casting his own self out, despairing to the ultimate extreme.
The period RongCheng returned to the palace, he immediately summoned the imperial physician to arrive; that was an aged man whose gaze exuded righteousness and integrity.
Receiving the incense burner from the hand of the person, the aged imperial physician sniffed and pondered for a long time, saying: "Reporting to your Highness, inside this there is an aphrodisiac, and a number of other addictive compounds such as…"
The aged imperial physician commenced to list and explain clearly and distinctly that when all of these types were blended together to form incense, the person who was afflicted would not possess the feeling of being administered an aphrodisiac with ordinary symptoms. It activated instincts in a silent manner and sublimated to the ultimate extreme amidst the bouts of clouds and rain, that exactly was the substance causing addiction.
Listening through an interval, RongCheng sensed himself immensely dizzy and stunned, asking: "These substances, if utilized over a long period of days, then how will it become!?"
The aged imperial physician spoke straight away: "Reporting to your Highness, these substances, if utilized a small bit, are fine, yet if inhaled frequently, they will cause addiction, the brain being destroyed, the spirit sinking into illusions raising up sexual desire, in the final analysis leading to madness."
Speaking in another manner, it was losing entirely all normal perception, having to live dependent upon medicine and desire identical to wild beasts, gradually exhausting vital energy over time, dying inside withered exhaustion.
More importantly, RongCheng gently grinded his teeth tightly, a sensation of fear surging up… never expecting that the adopted brother whom he had once cherished and protected would utilize this manner to destroy his own self: "A Si… you are truly venomous and cruel!"
Right at this moment, RongCheng commenced to feel fear toward Yan Si. The person had employed innate capability in utilizing medicine to create a substance that was excessively terrifying, even deceiving even his own senses.
From affection and love without awareness transforming into resentment and hatred, yet still thinking out no manner to punish him… In the final analysis, RongCheng had no alternative other than to set it aside for a moment, thinking inwardly: "I need to speak of this matter clearly along with A Yuan first."
Hoping to be able to use the excuse of being inflicted with incense poison to mitigate sins and faults, hoping to obtain the person's forgiveness.
After having completely awakened and sobered up, RongCheng requested the aged imperial physician to examine his pulse, assisting his own self to eliminate the long-standing toxicity, proceeding to undergo emergency addiction withdrawal.
Arranging and settling all matters safely, RongCheng returned to Zixuan Palace with every single footstep being heavy identical to a massive boulder, albeit knowing his own self possessed reason yet still being incapable of soothing the deep-seated anxieties inside his heart, sensing it difficult to face toward the person.
Nonetheless, when RongCheng stepped into the room, he solely saw every single thing cold and dark, while Shang Yuan already no longer remained at that place further… He instantly panicked, hastily ordering bodyguards to go everywhere to search, yet the entirety was entirely in vain.
Embracing myriad sins and faults along with ultimate loss, RongCheng slumped heavily down upon the bed, thinking toward the actions of his very self throughout how many days past, instantly wishing to kill his own self, inside his heart aching and regretting to the ultimate extreme.
"A Yuan, where have you departed to, rapidly turn back… I apologize… I truly apologize, from now on absolutely I will not perform in such a manner further, pray you rapidly turn back here…"
From now on? Whether life possesses how many times of "from now on"?
Was the person not of imperial lineage? The person ought to possess three wives and four concubines, an inner palace of tens of thousands — every single day embracing one beloved to satisfy the bouts of frantic desire, what need did the person have for a male who had already passed through many years of being embraced, and up to present was also withered already, what remained further?
After three days of galloping a horse without resting or ceasing, in the final analysis Shang Yuan also arrived at Shang Mountain.
The bodyguard looked upon Shang Yuan, all of a sudden feeling pity and sorrow, saying: "Master, this place throughout the entire year is covered in snow and freezing cold; residing at this place will be immensely miserable. Might as well arrive to rest for several days, awaiting your anger to subside and then turning back? In any case, your Highness…"
"No…" Hearing mentioning RongCheng, Shang Yuan's heart all of a sudden squeezed tightly with pain, he instantly shook his head: "You depart, from now on there is no requirement to follow me further, I will reside at this place."
"Master…" The bodyguard of course was unwilling to leave and depart; his task was exactly to protect the safety and security of the person, therefore…
Shang Yuan one further turn shook his head, waving his hand: "Depart… follow me no further…"
His words finished, he thereupon abandoned the horse at the foot of the mountain and commenced to walk up... Catching sight of it, the bodyguard also hastily ran following to support him, saying: "Pray you permit this servant to bring you up the mountain, meeting the Empress Dowager, then I will immediately depart."
Shang Yuan gently nodded, speaking nothing further.