After five days of not seeing Yan Si appear, RongCheng naturally was a bit worried. In the evening before sleeping, he even took the initiative to come visit him to see how the situation was.
The moment the door opened, RongCheng instantly stood stock-still. Inside the room, there emanated a strange scent of agarwood incense, yet it also caused his mind to experience a bit of bizarre excitement.
RongCheng stood silently in thought for a long time and decided to close the door, stepping lightly into the interior.
At present, Yan Si was lying drifting into sleep upon the bed; clearly knowing that RongCheng was sitting beside him, he nonetheless remained silent. Passing a long while afterward, faintly catching sight of the person intending to depart, he then lightly reached out to clutch the man's garment.
RongCheng looked at him, asking with a smile, "What? Is it not that you already slept or not?"
Yan Si faintly shook his head, "Do not depart, stay with me for a short while."
This request inherently possessed nothing excessive; he naturally agreed, it was merely that...
"This scent of agarwood incense..." RongCheng all of a sudden felt far too sleepy... Every night at this hour, by reason of missing his wife, how could he sleep at all, could it be that it was because of this?
Knowing that RongCheng already harbored suspicion, Yan Si softly spoke, "Recently I found it truly difficult to sleep, therefore I used it to make it a bit easier to sleep."
Making it easier to sleep for what? Do not say that he slept throughout the past five days? At that thought, RongCheng faintly knitted his brows and asked, "Do you again possess some matter or not?"
"There is none, I am still... ordinary..." The more Yan Si spoke, the smaller his voice became, and afterward he instantly fell completely silent... his breathing even, looking exactly as though he had already fallen into deep sleep.
Seeing him thus, RongCheng also did not wish to disturb further and thereupon departed; nonetheless, the moment he just stood up, he suddenly felt his head swimming in a dizzy daze and again sat down upon the bed.
What kind of agarwood incense was this that caused him to be truly sleepy; he must surely collapse here for a short while before being capable of returning... Having thought so, RongCheng leaned his person against the frame of the bed, and not long afterward, his person gradually sank into a trance.
By the time RongCheng awakened, it was already near midnight; at this moment, he found his own self more clear-headed than ever before, and even possessed a feeling of immense excitement...
Sensing a bit of instability, he inwardly cursed, "Without A Yuan here, how am I like this?"
Thinking that his own self was undone, RongCheng instantly stood up abruptly and ran back toward the Zixuan Palace...
At the period of witnessing RongCheng running as though chased by a ghost, the crowd of patrolling imperial guards were everyone frightened out of their wits; they furthermore thought it was an assassin, thereupon making a noisy commotion for a turn.
Finishing resolving the unintended incident, RongCheng only then was permitted to return to the Zixuan Palace... At this very moment, he was already in a state of extreme discomfort.
He instantly slammed the door shut, hurriedly stepping toward the bed intending to handle it himself, never expecting to conversely catch sight of Shang Yuan lying asleep upon the bed...
"Ah!?" The moment he caught sight of the person, RongCheng furthermore thought he saw wrongly and hurriedly rubbed his eyes several times; nonetheless, the person still continually lay properly right there.
RongCheng's heart continuously hammered inside his chest; he hurriedly climbed onto the bed to tightly embrace Shang Yuan, calling, "A Yuan... A Yuan... quickly awaken... awaken..."
The person who was taken to be Shang Yuan heard the calling, dimly opened his eyes to look, and the moment he caught sight of RongCheng, he thereupon asked with a smile, "You deigned to return already or not?"
"This sentence ought to be asked of you to be correct! From what time did A Yuan return, why did you not let people come to call me?" After however many days of separation, RongCheng truly missed his wife to the point of nearly turning mad. At present, having been able to meet the person, within his heart it was indeed joyful and merry beyond measure, suddenly thinking this must surely be due to having a premonition that the person had returned here.
Even so, RongCheng inherently knew not at all that his own self had merely run a round across the entire imperial palace and then again returned to the old place, right inside Yan Si's chamber.
And furthermore, the Shang Yuan whom he thought he was permitted to see — was precisely him!
Right at that period, Yan Si could not foresee the consequences. He solely knew he desired RongCheng, and devised this vicious conspiracy in order to satisfy his yearning to have a single night of intimacy with him.
Even so, in the midst of the moments of being closely entwined, RongCheng still solely called the name of one individual: "A Yuan... A Yuan, through many days past, your husband truly missed you unto death."
Hearing across these words, Yan Si's heart all of a sudden constricted in sharp pain, and his mind was as though abruptly jolted awake: "I... what in the final analysis am I doing here?"
"The person eldest brother loves is in no way myself?" And the person he desired to make love with absolutely was not Yan Si... He would rather run back to the Zixuan Palace alone to handle it himself, than wish to touch him.