WMSG Chapter 86
by VolareYe Yueshen was half-drunk, half-awake. Ye Lingshen was the first to grab a long blade and rush out. Yan Kui told Ye Yueshen to stay in the house and not go out, and then followed him out.
The sounds of fighting outside could faintly be heard in the house. Marquis Ye also grabbed a weapon and wanted to go out, but the Junzhu held him back, “You’re over fifty, what’s the point of joining in the fun? It’s not your turn to fight yet!”
“It’s enough for Father to stay by Mother’s side.” Ye Yueshen got off the couch, put on his slippers and rushed out, but Ye Yuanshen grabbed the back of his collar.
“Where are you going?” Ye Yuanshen dragged him back and pushed him to the Junzhu, “You’re staggering drunk, stay put and don’t go out.”
The Junzhu also held onto Ye Yueshen tightly, refusing to let go, “You’re still a child, you’re not allowed to go even more, do you hear me?”
Ye Yueshen nodded obediently to the Junzhu. When the Junzhu let go, he leaned in and whispered in Ye Yuanshen’s ear, “Don’t think I look gentle and weak, I actually killed Du Ruxiang, I’m stronger than the servants outside, have you forgotten, brother?”
Ye Yuanshen stared down at him. Ye Yueshen felt hopeful, so he quietly revealed the dagger in his sleeve to show that he was prepared.
Ye Yuanshen said coldly, “You are not allowed to go out.”
Ye Yueshen wasn’t trying to be brave, he really felt that he could withstand one side and contribute, but he was afraid that if he forced his way out, it would worry the Junzhu.
So he anxiously leaned against the window, watching the outside through the cracks.
The sounds of fighting had already reached the front of the courtyard. The people in the house were a little restless. Marquis Ye couldn’t help but lose his temper and rebuked in a deep voice, “How did robbers get in? They’re really rebelling against the heavens.”
Ye Yuanshen also took a sharpened long sword and went out. Ye Yueshen wanted to go again, but the Junzhu had anticipated that he wouldn’t stay still, and grabbed his wrist in advance.
Ye Yueshen turned back to look at her, wanting to discuss, “Mother, actually I…”
“Careful!” Marquis Ye and the maid beside him exclaimed at the same time to warn him.
The glass on the window had been shattered, and several pieces fell down. The blade of a knife brushed past Ye Yueshen’s neck, cutting off a strand of hair. Ye Yueshen turned around, grabbed the back of the knife, and tried to snatch it.
But he had obviously overestimated himself and underestimated the robber on the other side of the window. The knife was snatched away, and then it came down again.
Ye Yueshen protected the Junzhu and took a few steps back, “Mother, go to the inner room first!” After instructing her, he handed the dagger in his sleeve to the Junzhu, then bent down, took the dagger tied to his calf, and stabbed it into the body of the robber who was climbing in through the window without saying a word.
The robber didn’t expect him to be prepared, his eyes showed a moment of surprise, and he screamed in pain as he leaned forward to snatch the knife. Ye Yueshen didn’t let go, and with great flexibility, he raised a leg and kicked the robber’s shoulder, grabbing the handle of the knife with both hands and pulling it back with all his might.
Marquis Ye also stepped forward to help, chopping the robber on the back of the neck, and he fainted with a roll of his eyes.
Marquis Ye pulled Ye Yueshen inside, his serious worry was genuine, “Yue’er, are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” Ye Yueshen paused for a moment, “Father.”
Marquis Ye urged him to go to the inner room to hide, but Ye Yueshen refused to go, following Marquis Ye to go out. The Junzhu was not staying in the inner room either, she didn’t know where she got a long sword, and walked out quickly with heroic bearing.
The sound of fighting in the courtyard was getting softer. Marquis Ye went out to help Yan Kui solve a robber who was attacking from behind. A robber rushed straight at the Junzhu, uttering foul language.
The Junzhu’s eyes were indifferent, and the ruthlessness in Ye Yueshen’s eyes was obvious. Regardless of the long knife in the robber’s hand, he only held a dagger and rushed forward desperately. It was obvious that the robber was struggling to deal with him and the Junzhu alone, and he didn’t seem to be a master in terms of skill.
Soon, a sword and a dagger sent the robber away. The two remaining robbers in the courtyard, seeing that the situation was bad, wanted to run, but Yan Kui and Ye Yuanshen chased after them, while Ye Lingshen turned back to protect the Junzhu and Ye Yueshen.
Ye Yueshen was splattered with blood, and the Junzhu also got her velvet coat dirty. Marquis Ye walked over quickly with lingering fear, reaching out to wipe a blood bead from the Junzhu’s chin.
“I’m fine.” The Junzhu comforted Marquis Ye. Marquis Ye was frightened, and he quickly took the Junzhu back to the house, using the light to check for injuries.
Ye Yueshen saw clearly that the Junzhu was not injured, so he was not worried. He turned back and watched the Junzhu and Marquis Ye enter the house. A touch of candlelight was revealed in the house, and the golden light sprinkled on half of Ye Yueshen’s cheek, the blood color like a Manjusawa blooming on his skin.
His originally pale complexion had the blush of drunkenness and the contrasting bright red of blood. He was beautiful and bewitching, and even Ye Lingshen, who was used to seeing his face, couldn’t help but stop breathing.
Ye Yueshen choked and coughed from the cold wind. He seemed infinitely lost, looked at the surrounding corpses and the family servants who were cleaning up the mansion, the maids were carrying water and boiling water, preparing to wash everyone’s hands and faces.
The firelight of the lively fight just now returned to darkness and peace, and the servants cleaning the yard made the courtyard lively again.
Ye Yueshen was like a statue that wouldn’t move, his eyes blankly falling on the ground.
Every time a life flowed away from his hands, it would make his emotions strange.
“Little brother.” Ye Lingshen called him.
Ye Yueshen raised his head to look at him. After realizing it, he twitched the corner of his mouth and tried to show a smile. Ye Lingshen was inexplicably heartbroken by his smile, sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and left a sentence “Go in and wash your face quickly” before turning around and going in.
Ye Lingshen didn’t know how to comfort him, and even dared not face Ye Yueshen’s ingratiating eyes.
After he left, Ye Yueshen fell into indifference again. He let go of his hand and let the dagger fall to the ground. He stretched out his five fingers, feeling a little sticky between his fingers.
He felt that his vitality was being devoured by the cold, so he moved, wanting to leave this place, but he staggered a few steps.
“Yueshen!” What followed was the sound of hurried footsteps running towards him.
As soon as Ye Yueshen turned his head, he was caught in a warm embrace. The familiar scent of incense drilled into his nose, and Ye Yueshen inexplicably felt at peace.
He didn’t reach out to respond to the hug, just lowered his head slightly, buried his face in Gong Xunwu’s arms, and slowly closed his eyes, temporarily collecting all the frightened emotions here with Gong Xunwu.
Gong Xunwu’s situation was not much better than Ye Yueshen’s. His black cloak was full of bloody breath, but Ye Yueshen only smelled his familiar incense.
He held Ye Yueshen in his arms, and his bleeding palm was stroking Ye Yueshen’s back.
Until Gong Xunwu was a little puzzled as to why Ye Yueshen’s back was wet, he reacted for a while before feeling pain coming from his palm, and realized that he might be injured.
His movements paused, and Ye Yueshen opened his eyes and looked up at him. Gong Xunwu quickly continued to stroke his back, “Are you cold? Go inside quickly.”
Ye Yueshen shook his head, “No, I’m waiting for my brother and Yan Kui to come back.”
So Gong Xunwu took off his cloak and wrapped it around Ye Yueshen.
Ye Yueshen did not decline, letting him put the cloak on him, and whispered to him, “How is it in the palace?”
“Everything is fine.” Gong Xunwu omitted the thrilling parts, and told him, “The Crown Prince and the Consort have been captured, and the Emperor and Empress are fine.”
Ye Yueshen nodded, “It’s good that it’s not chaotic.” He didn’t want to see the city like tonight every day, just one chaotic night was enough to make people panic.
A brief hug dispelled Ye Yueshen’s chaotic emotions. After he woke up, he took a step back and distanced himself from Gong Xunwu. At the same time, he noticed the wet bloodstains on the cloak, and couldn’t help frowning, asking, “Are you injured?”