After the hunting session, RongCheng brought Yan Si not back toward the imperial palace but directed straight toward the countryside villa.
Finishing consuming the evening meal, both again plunged their heads into entwining and clinging to each other, tussling until the night was thoroughly spent and dawn broke only then to cease. The very person of Yan Si was furthermore tormented to a point of falling unconscious, unaware of the time at all.
Regardless of thus, he would not complain and lament, because right from the beginning, his very self had chosen; even if RongCheng were in whatever manner, his person still completely decided to exhaust his strength to offer and dedicate.
The following day, Yan Si returned into the palace in a condition of being thoroughly weary and aching, his loins aching exactly as though about to snap apart, his private place stinging and aching devoid of end.
One day and one night of violent and furious cloud and rain, what strength of an ordinary person could endure? In the final analysis, he slept throughout the entire two consecutive days right afterward, nearly solely awakening to eat and drink together with drinking medicine and then again continuing to submerge into haze and dreams.
And after striving to use medicine regularly, in the final analysis, Yan Si possessed a rhythm of life that was ordinary and normal returning across. He was departing upon the path of self-destruction while conversely possessing not a bit of awareness at all, still thinking each thing entirely was fine and beautiful.
Instead of sensing guilt induced by wrong conducts, Yan Si conversely began to be anxious regarding a relatively minor matter. He continuously paced inside a restless frame of mind while upon his hand, at all times he furthermore carried a cluster of grapes.
Xiao Yi silently looked at him for a moment, saying: "Master, it looks like recently your person eats and sleeps a bit much."
As though being struck right into his hidden vulnerability, he instantly froze identical to a statue… Yan Si clearly knew for what cause RongCheng came toward his own self, for that reason what he feared most was his physical frame being ruined because of excessively excess fat, fearing the person would grow tired and disgusted, and entire wholes of his strength of endurance for so many days would turn into mist and smoke.
Thinking toward it, Yan Si faintly knitted his brows: "Diminish your meddling in matters, please!"
Having spoken, he hurriedly left to depart out; honestly speaking, recently his ordinary garments were rather tight.
From afar, RongCheng caught sight of Yan Si departing and lingering outside the flower garden, thereupon stepping toward him to ask: "What is afflicted with you? Why do you continually depart around and around endlessly in such a manner?"
Fleetingly hearing across the familiar tone and voice, Yan Si instantly turned back… Just catching sight of the person, he joyfully threw himself toward him to embrace upon him, speaking in a low voice: "Eldest brother, I miss you excessively."
Merely having met not for several days, yet he already saw himself missing the man to the ultimate degree; it was merely that because of sleeping much, he was not yet necessarily thoroughly tormented. Toward Yan Si, devoid of RongCheng, the duration of living suddenly became extremely meaningless.
The love of Yan Si was a single entity immensely dark — It eroded life, eroded reason, and pushed him into a warped loop possessing no path of escape. Possessing no demand for communication, possessing no hobbies, possessing no other ideal of living outside the matter of awaiting the appointment of one turn every four days. He existed inside a drifting circumstance, solely awakening to eat, drink medicine, use his physical frame to serve periodically to exchange for a bit of passionate warmth, and then again submerge into haze and dreams in order to evade reality.
RongCheng remained silent inside a brief moment, again smiling and scolding: "Do you miss a person inside a dream or not?"
There were several turns his person also arrived to watch how Yan Si was, but merely in entirety caught sight of him sleeping… not uniquely thus, he furthermore slept very soundly… The person was exactly like falling into a beautiful dream, from time to time again unconsciously faintly smiling.
RongCheng wrapped his arms across to embrace upon Yan Si a truly tight turn; the fragrance phantasmal from upon his person was exactly like wishing to drag the man into a bout of love-drunkenness.
Even so, at present he knew his own self could in no way perform basely right here, and it also was not yet arriving to the day... The very person of RongCheng inherently wished not to break the rules, by reason of that he lightly released him, asking: "Tomorrow do you wish to again exit the palace or not?"
Yan Si joyfully nodded his head: "I desire it! I desire it!"
RongCheng smiled to pinch upon his cheek a single turn and then also hurriedly left right away.
Indeed, he furthermore had not yet had time to speak any word at all while the person glided rapidly identical to a gust of wind, and when meeting in the night, it also merely was plunging their heads into making love, never having exchanged any matter at all.
The interval of time RongCheng spent toward Yan Si indeed was restricted to the ultimate degree. But when thinking back, he felt his own self truly also possessed nothing to speak; merely requiring the peaceful intervals of silence beside the person or the passionate nights was already good enough.
The following day, early morning, RongCheng left the imperial palace first. He instructed Yan Si to remain behind to consume the noon meal together with Shang Yuan so that the person would catch no sight of loneliness, but truly it was in order to avoid being noticed by the youth.
In the meantime, the two people up to now also had become familiar and close, inherently no longer possessing a bit of diffidence at all, therefore continually in a natural manner consumed the meal.
Shang Yuan silently looked at Yan Si for a moment, asking: "Have you… recently eaten and slept very well or not?"
Hearing to this pass, Yan Si understood the meaning, thereupon wishing to hitch his person up, shaking his head repeatedly: "The person… the person must also not speak of me as fat, please."
"Also?" Shang Yuan took it as strange, asking: "Did anyone disparage you as fat or not?"
Yan Si instantly nodded his head: "It is eldest brother, that is who."
Sighting him thus, Shang Yuan suddenly burst into laughter, saying: "His speaking thus is also incorrect."
This… could it be that it was by reason of RongCheng deliberately letting loose words to tease and mock him? Otherwise, his very self, how could he be fat to such a degree? Solely Shang Yuan from past times to now never joked at all… Trusting toward the person, Yan Si at peace sat down, holding the chopsticks to pick up food.
At this time, the youth again smiled, saying: "You… are merely a bit chubby and excess in fat, that is all."
The chopstick unexpectedly slipped from Yan Si's hand, the food also falling back onto the dish… He instantly stood up, stammering, speaking: "I… I… I have eaten full already! I return here!"
Not permitted! Although RongCheng stated he merely required to eat and drink moderately, nonetheless looking at the food filling the table like that… he truly found it difficult to restrain himself.
Looking according to the reflection of the person departing, Shang Yuan merely shook his head, smiling, speaking nothing.
After returning, Yan Si continuously clutched his belly, pacing back and forth, lamenting of hunger; Xiao Yi, catching sight of thus, thereupon came beside him, asking to inquire: "What is master afflicted with?"
"I am hungry…"
Xiao Yi, having heard across, suddenly took it as strange, asking: "Is it not that your person has just gone to eat at the place of the Male Imperial Consort and returned, for what cause do you still lament of hunger?"
Yan Si bit his teeth for a moment, saying: "Ignore me, let it be."