The Demonic Ancestor who Desired Supremacy - chapter 26
Yang Huiyan was enlightened, and he thought back to understand this eventful period.
This was the reason Her Majesty chose to get servants for his sixth highness. The Xiyin imperial family had always been loyal to their Taoist companions all through their life, and it was unheard of for there to be a concubine.
To make the Xi Yin imperial family use such a shameless method, was the health of His Royal Highness really at the end of the rope?
Why didn’t His sixth Highness invite them to bed? For him, this was the only way to save his life!
Yes, he was definitely unwilling. How can a good person like him agree to build his own peace and health on the pain and sacrifice of others?
At this moment, Yang Huiyan’s heart felt like it was stabbed, and the dull pain spread incomparable pity at once. This was his poor and respectable Highness…
A line of tears unconsciously streamed from the corner of his eyes, and he looked at Ye Zhiqiu who was staring at him: “You…what’s the matter with you?”
After a long while, he suddenly said, “are you regretting becoming a servant?”
Yang Huiyan didn’t say a word, he took out a silk handkerchief embroidered with white lotus from his arms, and slowly wiped the tears from his cheeks. He didn’t cry, but it was such silent tears that was even more pitiful.
Ye Zhiqiu thought he had acquiesced, and when he saw that he was no longer arguing, he thought that the other party finally figured it out. After understanding the matter, it was meaningless for there to be jealousy between the two of them.
A wry smile appeared on his lips, and his tone was mixed with the sorrow of sharing the same fate: “What’s the use of regret? Now we can only pin our hopes on His sixth Highness to never ask us to sleep on his bed!”
Yang Huiyan paused slightly. A pair of beautiful eyes turned to Ye Zhiqiu coldly: “If we don’t sleep on his bed, the sixth highness would cease to exist with no way out, is this okay?”
Ye Zhiqiu was sluggish, not understanding why he asked: “His Highness is very poor, but aren’t we even more unlucky?, we have to sacrifice our cultivation for him for no reason! If he takes too much, maybe even our spiritual root will be destroyed!”
Yang Huiyan stared at him, and slowly said, “isn’t it right that we make a sacrifice? We are all helpless orphans. If it weren’t for the help of the Xiyin imperial family, there would be no life to live until now.”
“Furthermore, it is not without benefits for us to be servants. The spiritual stones for cultivation are freely used, and there is never a shortage of rare elixir. If we were not enjoying such favorable conditions, how could we have broken through to the foundation-building stage at the age of twenty?.”
Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth, a little confused as to what Yang Huiyan meant: “The Xi Yin imperial family cultivated us, and the ultimate goal is for His sixth Royal Highness. It is like raising poultry, fattened to be slaughtered. Is this also kindness!”
Yang Huiyan sneered in his heart, and he finally understood the thoughts of the man in front of him: “It’s just being a furnace vessel, we won’t die. At most, our cultivation base will be stagnant and stay in the foundation building stage for a lifetime. Having stayed with His sixth Highness for more than a year, don’t you know in your heart how good he is? With his personality, how can he push his servants to death!”
His Royal Highness probably doesn’t want us furnaces at all and barely accepted under the pressure of her majesty.
Ye Zhiqiu’s eyes widened slightly, and finally realized that Yang Huiyan was not on the same line with him at all, and his words were actually accusing him of ungratefulness: “Why do you blindly speak for the Xiyin imperial family? Since you are so willing to be this furnace vessel, I’m willing to be inferior, so just go ahead and do it, I won’t stop you!”
He cast a contemptuous look and was about to walk away, but was grabbed by Yang Huiyan: “Stop. Today, let’s make it clear that since you don’t want to be a furnace vessel, then don’t enjoy the privileges without doing the work, and leave his sixth highness’ side!”
As long as this obnoxious fellow was not present, he will be the only servant left beside his sixth highness, he believes Sooner or later he would be able to climb onto the bed of His sixth Royal Highness.
Thinking of this, Yang Huiyan felt happy and persuaded Ye Zhiqiu with a relaxed tone: “Don’t worry, His sixth Highness will never blame you. If you ask for it, he will only be happy for you.”
As long as he persists and gets his sixth highness’ favor, he will be able to protect against others. Besides, you can’t pin your future on one person. With the excellent benefits they currently enjoy, he was afraid that there will be people who will come up to be servants of His sixth Highness.
Ye Zhiqiu seemed to have been stabbed by a needle, and there was a hint of panic in his expression: “You are speaking easily, you are not His Royal Highness, how do you know what he thinks in his heart?. I know you are deliberately urging me, I am not so stupid!”
He flicked his sleeve and left in a hurry.
Yang Huiyan stared at his back, his peachy eyes narrowed slightly. Reaching out his hand blankly, he plucked a blooming peony next to him, moved it to the end of his nose, and sniffed gently.
“Your scheme is quite careful.”
Not willing to be the furnace of the Sixth Highness, but enjoying the benefits of being a servant, there was no such good thing in this world. If Ye Zhiqiu really wanted to leave just now, he would still look at him highly, but the result was an ungrateful white-eyed wolf who just wanted to get a small gain!
Wasn’t this just relying on the kindness and temper of His sixth Highness!
“His kindness is not to be ruined by rubbish like you!” Yang Huiyan spread his five fingers and smashed the peony flower in his hand. “Such a filthy person also appears in front of His Highness. “
He made up his mind, instead of being impatient, with a pleasant smile at the corners of his mouth, he walked slowly towards the Chaoyang Palace, and it was time for him to wait on His Highness Six while he freshens up.
Behind him, the shattered flowers drifted away in the wind, and the red-patterned and black-winged butterflies flew high.
But Yang Huiyan’s plan had not been implemented before it turned into the dust.
He knelt in front of His sixth Royal Highness. The air in midsummer was hot and heavy, but he felt cold all over and shivered unconsciously. On the counter in front of him, there were the drugs he used to deal with Ye Zhiqiu and even some unused poisons.
All his carefully collected resources, implicating his dark and ugly thoughts, were laid bare before his sixth highness’ eyes.
Ye Zhiqiu was also kneeling. His confused expression after seeing those things used to viciously entrap him was overjoyed: “Your sixth highness is wise, divine and mighty; please serve justice on my behalf.”
He thought Yang Huiyan’s vicious behavior was finally caught by His sixth Highness, and he would get justice for him at this moment.
However, His sixth Highness did not say anything, did not reprimand, did not punish, just waved lightly: “You all go, leave Xiyin Palace, I have prepared enough silver for you, to ensure that you will have no worry for food and clothing for the next half of your life.”
Yang Huiyan heard the words and was thunderstruck: “Your Royal Highness…”
The consequences that he didn’t want to face became reality. He completely panicked, and tears fell like rolling balls: “Your Highness, xiaoren (referring to himself in humility) knows he’s wrong, you can punish me however you want, but I beg you not to dismiss xiaoren!”
His bitter pleading did not receive half a pity from His sixth Highness. He ignored him, got up, and went into the bedroom.
Yang Huiyan stepped forward on his knees, anxiously pulling the hem of the clothes that were about to disappear in front of him, but someone appeared in the darkness, one burly and thin, and with a light wave, he overturned him to the ground.
“Presumptuous, don’t be rude.”
Yang Huiyan was dumbfounded, and Ye Zhiqiu beside him also went pale. At this time, the two finally understood that their daily behaviors, whether in front or behind, were probably under the control of His sixth Highness.
Ghost cultivating dark guard, a secret force in the legend of the Xi Yin imperial family.
Ye Zhiqiu finally left. He seemed to have figured out something. Only Yang Huiyan was left stubbornly kneeling in front of Chaoyang Palace.
As the sun rose and set, he didn’t know how many years had passed. The gate of the confinement palace never opened, but no one had come to drive him out. There was no sound, no wind, and rain, and gradually he couldn’t even feel the cold and heat.
The world was empty, it seemed that he was the only one left.
“You have been abandoned.” A voice whispered softly in his ear, his voice indistinguishable between male and female, and a little familiar.
“No.” He retorted subconsciously.
“He doesn’t want you anymore.”
“A gentle and kind person like him hates a sinister and vicious person like you the most.” The voice followed like a shadow, directly echoing in his consciousness.
“…Shut up!” He was really annoyed, and he gradually became anxious.
“Did I hit your sore spot? You also know how filthy you are, and you don’t deserve to stand by his side.”
“…” He didn’t know when a dagger appeared in his hand, shining brightly with cold light.
“Since you are in so much pain, it’s better to die.” The voice bewitched.
Yang Huiyan raised his dagger expressionlessly, and slowly moved it towards his neck.
There were greedy eyes in the dark, staring straight at him. This living body will soon belong to him.
With a flash of cold light, the butterfly with a red pattern and black wings was cut in half.
Yang Huiyan lowered his head, his slightly trembling eyelashes cast a thick shadow, but his tone was soft and watery: “You guys are really annoying, you break my dreams time and time again.”
“…a dream?” It didn’t mishear?
“I remember, the first dream was that I was framed by Ye Zhiqiu, lost the trust of my master, and was driven out of Chaoyang Palace, so I poisoned Ye Zhiqiu in despair, but my master found out and ordered my beheading ruthlessly. At the moment of execution, I also saw him for the last time. That day, he was wearing an azure robe, and the sachet on his waist was what I made for him.”
“Actually, I feel that it is too easy to die. I should be pierced by a rusty chain and hung in a dirty cell where I can’t see the day; flogged by my favorite person day and night, and the barbed whip will leave a blood mark every time it is swung. A hot brand will be printed on the skin giving off a bitter burnt fragrance, and that person can hold wine and admire my incomplete body, scarred, incapable of survival, and incapable of death.”
“Such a beautiful scene, just thinking about it makes me tremble with excitement. But unfortunately, your poor life has limited your imagination!”
“…” damn, what was this feeling of being disgusted
The author has something to say:
Yang Huiyan (disdain): Read more articles about sadomasochism and cultivate your sentiment.
Heart Demon: Damn.