Chapter 120 Double Soul Eater (5)

   "Before, I thought he was very strong. Anyone can be missing, but the other half of life is indispensable. For him, we can really lose anyone, but now it doesn't seem to be the case." Zhao Ziyin said.

"Well, we gave him too much burden, and never thought about how he carried it down. Without our support, how long would he be able to resist, or how he would sacrifice himself, he is a good monarch. , If it were him, the world would be peaceful." Wang Ye echoed.

"But, just for this, he sacrificed himself. As a man and lover, he did not do enough. Although he is loyal and the people he loves will be happy, he cannot get rid of the fact that he is owed. , As the saying goes, men are ambitions in the four directions, I have never denied this; but when you really face and feel it, you will understand that it’s not everything. For a normal person, owning the other half of his life is complete. ."

Considered from the perspective of an ordinary person, Zhao Ziyin knows how much Zhao Ziheng has given, and that his handy happiness is only forced to give up because of the responsibilities of the king; no one in the world has the right to deprive or prevent a person from pursuing his own happiness. Zhao Ziheng is no exception, but he chose the most painful path. In terms of emotion alone, Zhao Ziyin is still not sure what it means or what can be changed, but whenever he faces Zhao Ziheng, he always feels the same. He felt the pain in it, and then vaguely realized what he was aware of.

"Because of this, I don't know how to deal with it. He has the right to choose and can have his own happiness, but he chose the most painful way, and what he needs the most is this way. Time is enough, isn’t it? At least at this time, we should help him fulfill his final wish, right? Even if it’s only a short time, no one can be so selfish to use his last life for merciless killing."

Wang Ye’s tone was full of sorrow, and many things were inevitable. He had to fight for it and ask for too much. After all, he couldn’t be ruthless. Wang Ye’s only miscalculation was probably that he underestimated Zhao Ziheng’s treatment of Yin Yin. His expression made things worse again and again. If time can go back, would he still insist that Zhao Ziheng embark on the road of the king? Wang Ye is not sure. If there were no encounters and acquaintances, then everything would be different again, right?

   "Brother Ye——"

While Wang Ye was meditating, Xiuying's cry awakened him. Wang Ye and Zhao Ziyin looked at the sound source at the same time, and saw Xiuying running towards them anxiously. The moment Wang Ye saw Xiuying's expression, Wang Ye suddenly She felt tight, and before Xiuying came over, she asked, "Did something happen to the emperor?"

  Xiuying ran up to them when Wang Ye had just finished asking her words, panting, her expression full of panic, panting with big mouths, and saying: "The emperor, the emperor, him, he--"

Xiuying was slurred due to her shortness of breath and panic, but she didn't have to wait for her to finish. Wang Ye had already ran past her towards her direction. Zhao Ziyin hurried to keep up without saying anything. Xiuying was also anxious after breathing for a moment. Followed in a hurry...

Wang Ye was very fast, and he arrived at Zhao Ziheng's bedroom in a few moments. As soon as he arrived, he saw Zhao Ziheng lying on his side, supporting his body with one hand, and vomiting blood on the ground with the other hand. Then, there was already another pool of blood on the ground next to the bed.

   "The emperor!!"

Wang Ye rushed to Zhao Ziheng without hesitation. Zhao Ziheng's face was pale and bloodless. He just finished vomiting at this moment, and then fell down without strength, with black blood still remaining on his lips; Wang Ye hurriedly raised Zhao Ziheng's hand and began to get his pulse. , Zhao Ziyin also came over at this time. He didn't know what to say when he saw it, so he could only wait anxiously.

After finishing the pulse, Wang Ye immediately opened Zhao Ziheng's shirt, and saw that the white cloth on his chest had long been soaked in blood and turned black. Zhao Ziyin saw that his heart was suspended in the air. It was not that he had never seen Zhao Ziheng's wound, but the situation was still the first. See you once, what does the black blood represent? Zhao Ziyin did not dare to imagine, and then Wang Ye uncovered the bandaged white cloth very neatly and quickly. The maid on the side was already panicked and stood aside at a loss. Xiuying, who rushed back after Zhao Ziyin, was in Wang Ye. When Zhao Ziheng unwrapped the white cloth from the wound, he almost subconsciously took action, bringing in medicine and a new white cloth.

   "Go, get hot water."

"Yes Yes!!"

   Xiuying hurriedly gave orders to the maid on the side, and the maid obeyed nervously and hurriedly left.

When Zhao Ziheng's wound was exposed to the air, Wang Ye, Zhao Ziyin, and Xiuying took in a cold breath at the same time. Wang Ye was fairly stable, but Zhao Ziyin turned his head aside and did not dare to look, Xiuying staggered back in fear. , Almost fell.

The wound on Zhao Ziheng's chest almost began to fester, the flesh and blood were completely black, and a large area around the wound was black and black. Not only that, Zhao Ziheng was awake, but his consciousness was blurred. The cold sweat on his head soaked his temples and lips. Some were blue, biting his lips tightly, and some twitching all over his body seemed to be resisting. It was not difficult to see that he was being tortured.

Wang Ye quickly and neatly used a needle to relieve Zhao Ziheng’s pain. He was not hurried, slow, and very careful. After a while, even a lot of sweat leaked from his forehead; after a while, Zhao Ziheng’s body convulsions gradually After stabilizing, Wang Ye's movements continued. After Zhao Ziheng's pain was relieved, he quickly began to heal the wounds. The technique was still skillful and crisp, his expression was more serious than ever, and every movement was very careful. ,careful……