Chapter 37

The

explosion quickly attracted the

army. Lei Baofei rushed over on a horse,

looking grave

and serious.

The

street was chaotic, broken pieces of rocks and dirt had flown all over the

place. Ye

Zhizhou's head was covered with sweat as he

crouched by the

road, wrapping a child wounded from the

explosion. Yan Mingyong was behind him instructing De'an with something.

"Your highness!" Lei Baofei dismounted from his horse

and strode

over, he

performed a formal greeting with his hands cupped. "May his highness eighth prince

leave

immediately. Another earthquake

usually follows after one

occurred, this place

is not safe.”

Yan Mingyong glanced at Ye

Zhizhou, who

was focused on wrapping people's wounds, and shook his head, "No

need. Also, it's not an earthquake. Clean up the

street then surround Chuan Yue

restaurant, but firstly place

the

wounded and physicians in

the

nearby tavern. The

medicines are

on the

way and will be

here

soon."

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"We'll talk in

detail later, move

the

wounded people

first." Yan Mingyong turned his wheelchair to

Ye

Zhizhou's side

and bent down to

stroke

his head, "Le'er, physicians will be

here

very soon, I'll let someone

move

the

child to

the

tavern, you rest for a while."

In the

middle

of tying the

gauze

in

place

he

turned to

look at Yan Mingyong and Lei Baofei, then stood up while

wiping his sweat and nodded, "Okay, we'll also

go

to

the

tavern." He

looked at Lei Baofei while

talking, he

didn't have

the

mood to

do

the

mission at the

moment so

he

spoke

briefly, "Beg Lord Lei to

handle

the

matters here, his highness and I shall leave

first."

This is the

first time

Lei Baofei met this book companion of eighth prince. Seeing this calm and steady face

that was unlike

repulsive

appearance

An Chengjie

described, he

felt a complex emotion in

his heart. His attitude

became

warmer and he

cupped his hands to

answer him, "Young lord An needn't be

so

courteous, farewell."

[Probability of Lei Baofei falling in

love

with the

protagonist dropped to

5%, may the

host persist in

his efforts.]

Ye

Zhizhou gawked, then

glanced at Lei Baofei not knowing whether to

laugh or cry. His heavy mood lifted a bit and his expression revealed a

smile. "See

you later, Lord Lei." This Lei Baofei, every time

he

appears his love

probability drops a little

more, such a generous little

angel.

"Le'er." Yan Mingyong tightly grabbed his hand, he

looked at Lei Baofei with a deep gaze. "We'll return to

the

palace

shortly, I'm afraid we

won't see

Lord Lei again."

It was only few words of pleasantries, why did he

relapse! Ye

Zhizhou unhappily pinched his hand then turned to

push his wheelchair. He

nodded to

Lei Baofei then walked towards the

tavern. He

walked until they were

out of Lei Baofei's earshot and swatted at Yan Mingyong's head. "You little

vinegar jar. With your bratty attitude, if not me, no

one

would want you!"

Yan Mingyong was indignant. "I don't want any other anyway!"

"But there

will definitely be

other people

for me."

"Who

dares!" Yan Mingyong forcefully hit the

armrest, about to

explode. "We'll go

back to Wen Quan villa now! Right away! De'an, let the

servants ready our carriage! We'll go

back and marry there!"

Only nutjobs would want to

go

back to

that villa, there's only one

person to

talk to

there: Yan Mingyong! And marriage? Ye

Zhizhou tugged on those

ears while

grinding his own teeth, "Spare the rod, spoil the kid. You're

still thinking of marriage? Have

you even grown up there?"

Yan Mingyong held unto

the

impudent hand on his ears, red-faced and gnashing his teeth, "I am no

longer a little

boy."

"That so?" He

started pulling away and found he

couldn't break away. He

snorted, "With your small body, can you perform in bed?"

Yan Mingyong stiffened and was subdued. Pleased, Ye

Zhizhou pinched his face, finally stopped provoking him and wheeled him away. De'an, who

was following behind the

two

people

walking peacefully, looked at Ye

Zhizhou with a deep look. He

lowered his head silently, as the

person who

served under eighth prince

from small he

can say for sure

that though Eighth prince's body is not healthy, he

was already a full-fledged adult……

After settling the

wounded people

and the

affected families at the

tavern they both headed straight back to

the

palace. Yan Mingyong went to

meet with the

emperor. Ye

Zhizhou closed the

palace's gate, then took out the

small pouch of explosive

he

made

while

staying at Wen Quan villa and gently placed it on the

table.

Without the

network, the

spiritual force

couldn't cover a very wide

range. He

hadn't got the

chance

to

put some

of his spiritual force

on the

protagonist, so

wanting to

search for the

protagonist's location now is very hard. That fire

was aimed for Chuan Yue but the

explosion afterwards was for Mingyong and his carriage, most likely the

protagonist found out the

person pitting him in

the

dark was himself…. The

situation was far from good, originally he

thought if he just toss him around and out the

capital that was the

centre

of the

story, and also

prevent him from making those

bombs and offering them up to

the

seventh prince, this world will be

as good as saved, but now…… There

are

still two

flags remaining, the

bomb also

appeared in

this flashy manner, An Chengjie

was hiding in

some

hole, seventh prince's circumstances were

not clear…….

Yan Mingyong returned from visiting the

emperor. He

saw the

inner palace

gate

closed shut and turned his head to

De'an he

left to

keep watch by Ye

Zhizhou, "Le'er shut himself in

there

all this time?"

"Young lord An hasn't come

out since

he

entered."

His brows knitted. He

rose

up from his wheelchair and pushed the

gate

open. His gaze

swept over the

interior and when he

caught sight of the

figure

near the

table, his tense

heart relaxed. Yan Mingyong strode

in, took the

man into

his embrace

and rubbed against his ears, "Still unhappy?" As he

spoke

his line

of sight fell on the

small pouch on the

table

and his expression changed. He

quickly poured tea on it and held Ye

Zhizhou away from the

table

while

shouting at the

door, "Guards, search all of Yong Yan! Pour water on any suspicious items you find!"

Ye

Zhizhou was startled awake

by his movements. Several Zijin

guards swooshed in

to

search the

interior, they took the

drenched explosive

and were

about to

speedily leave. He

hurriedly shouted, "No! Leave

that

here, my formula is still in

there!"

One

of the

Zijin

guards walking out stopped and took the

wet bombs back, glancing at Yan Mingyong.

Yan Mingyong clung tightly to

Ye

Zhizhou's hand, nodding his head after a moment's hesitation.

After the

Zijin

guards left, Ye

Zhizhou broke

free

of Yan Mingyong's hold and opened the

wet bomb, he

took out a

sheet of paper from inside

of it; the

writing was blurred from being drenched. He

handed it over to

Yan Mingyong, "For you, this is the

formula for the explosives. What you thought was an earthquake

was caused by this thing."

The

emotions in

Yan Mingyong's eyes looking at him was hard to

make

out. "This is what you made? It's for me?"

"Mm." Ye

Zhizhou lowered his eyes to

cover emotions showing up in

them, "The

explosion this morning was from An Chengjie

using these. We

have

to

catch him. Also, he

might appear at autumn hunt in a few days, we

need to

keep this in

mind." The

love

probability of that seventh prince

didn't drop one

bit so

the

plot where

he

and the

protagonist meet at the

autumn hunt most probably won't change. If he

doesn't meet him then that's all good, but if they do

meet….. he

will make

him pay dearly!

Yan Mingyong took the

wet paper and suddenly his lips pulled up in

a

smile, "Indeed, need to

keep this in

mind."

Ye

Zhizhou felt his smile

looked somewhat strange, he

eyed him with some

misgivings, "What is it?"

"Le'er." He

put down the

formula down and moved closer to

hold him, the

smile

on his face

grew increasingly bright and wide. "Did you guess that An Chengjie

would collude

with seventh brother from way before? When you just entered the

palace

you sneaked into

his room and left him a

slip of paper — that wasn't because

you fell for him but because

you wanted to

approach him and later prevent them from working together, right?"

What's all this and that……. Not right! He

pulled back and lowered his head to

look at him, surprise

colored his entire

face, "You knew that I left a note in

seventh prince's room?"

"I knew." Yan Mingyong dark eyes flashed with a

strange

glint. His hands loosened abruptly and he

took out a

small wooden sphere

from his sleeves, shaking it as his smile

distorted. "How can I allow others to

receive

a love

letter you wrote

before

I could?"

Ye

Zhizhou looked at the

wooden ball wrapped around his note

in

Yan Mingyong's hand, then at his distorted smile. He

held his forehead and howled, "No

wonder seventh prince

never responded….. Have

you have

been monitoring An Chengjie

all this time? Don't tell me

they got together already?!"

"Le'er really is smart." Yan Mingyong put away the

wooden ball and walked up to

hug him, he

planted a kiss on his cheek, "The

people

An Chengjie

got to

make

explosives with him are

my people. At first I was only curious what he

wanted to

do

by sneaking back to

the

capital city and didn't expect him to

make

this device

of large-scale

destruction….. Though I thought it a pleasant surprise."

Still pleasantly surprised? It all but exploded right over your head and you still feel pleasant? He

had been annoyed

before

but it's his first time

being annoyed to

this point! No

wonder the

protagonist finished the

bomb even faster without seventh prince's help! He

didn't have

one

Seventh Prince

but he

still had one

Eighth Prince! Truly wicked!

Ye

Zhizhou lost his temper. He

sat down on the

chair and tore

off the

boy sticking to

him. "Give

me

a clear explanation, whether it is An Chengjie

or seventh prince, what else

are

you doing behind my back! You.. You want to

anger me

to

death!"

Yan Mingyong tightly held him, not letting go, his face

rubbed the

place

between his neck and shoulders and he

shut his eyes contentedly, "Le'er, you're

really smart. So

you can also

make

explosives. Sure

enough, An Chengjie

has nothing on you."

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"Tomorrow I will ask imperial father to

grant us marriage."

"And after we

married you'll have

to

call me husband."

"….Get lost!" He

can't get through with him! This brat must be

doing this on purpose!

At night, Yan Mingyong crushed befuddling beads once

more

and put Ye

Zhizhou to

sleep. He

left Yong Yan palace

with De'an and only returned at dawn.

The

next day, in

the

morning court an official from the

ministry of work went up to

present the

emperor a type

of weapon called 'explosive'. He

unbridledly praised the

wit and diligence

of the

seventh prince

and let out that seventh prince

was developing these

in

secret in

order to

present them on his imperial majesty's birthday. He

also

mentioned the

small earthquake

on the

southern street yesterday was exactly from this explosive, it was the

prince

testing out the

weapon's power.

As soon as he

said this, the

officials were

in

an uproar and the

gaze

that several princes had when they look at seventh prince

changed. Seventh prince's expression also

changed. The

explosive

was a

secret weapon he

just discovered recently; it was true

he

secretly tested it at the

southern street, but offering it to

his imperial majesty? This is clearly someone's trap for him!

A weapon that could cause

an earthquake-like

effect, its

power would be

tremendous! The

princes exchanged glances, the

court officials also

frantically calculated inside, for a while, only that one official's unending stream of praises to

the

seventh prince

rang in

the big hall.

Without waiting for seventh prince

to

find an answer that'll work in

his favour, the

emperor of Yan already responded to

the

official's words, he

received the

explosives and rewarded the

seventh prince

with several things. He

also

told him to

bring forth the

maker of the

bombs so

he

may look at him. He

didn't mention the

havoc those

bombs wreaked on the

southern street, he had a very subtle attitude.

Matter has reached this point, the

seventh prince

can only kneel and thank the

emperor. However, he

felt heavy inside, his mind was working nonstop to

figure

out who

could have

betrayed him.

[Probability of Yan Mingli falling in

love

with the

protagonist dropped to

90%, may the

host persist in

his efforts]

Ye

Zhizhou blew his harmonica in

a

small pavilion of Yan Mingyong's palace

while

his gaze

swept across the

light screen. The

corners of his mouth pulled up slightly. The

protagonist wants to

hide

away in

the

shadows, he

will drag him to

see

the

light! And that seventh prince, wanting to

play pig eating tiger while

other princes are

still standing strong? He's dreaming!

Yan Mingyong noticed the

killing intent within

his tune. His fingers fiddled with the

page

and a cold glint flashed through his eyes. Le'er is not happy, how should I coax him…… Take

out An Chengjie

and kill him, pull seventh brother down, or maybe…. Get married?

Translator: Padam