Chapter 4

The next morning came bringing the Emperor's summon when Xiao Wangye hadn't even woken up yet, yawning he changed clothes then staggered into the Palace. The Emperor had just come down from the court, and as usual they met at the Imperial Study Room.

 

"Hahaha, Younger Brother, you did a good job, you've got him last night, right?" The Emperor asked with a smile as soon as he saw him.

 

"Hehe, thanks to Elder Brother's blessings." Xiao Wangye returned the smile. He knew that the Emperor was bored, so he looked for him.

 

The Emperor was proud, "Getting the Fuchun Powder from Beitang Yao Hui was a little awkward."

 

"Beitang Yao Hui? Yao Yue's Second Brother?" Xiao Wangye was surprised.

 

"Yeah." The Emperor's eyes twinkled with excitement, "Hao Hao, you've done it. Now you've grown up. Come, tell this Elder Brother, what you did to get him."

 

"Cough, cough." Dongfang Hao Ye coughed twice and said, "Emperor, you are the leader of the nation, you're burdened by national affairs and responsibilities. This child's private affair is not worth mentioning."

 

"I still have one bottle of Fuchun Powder, should I send it to Beitang Yao Yue then?" The Emperor looked annoyed.

 

"Hehe, what can't I share with Elder Brother? After all this is all thanks to Elder Brother's blessing." Xiao Wangye immediately laughed flatteringly, then he explained what happened. In his heart he rejoiced that they were not talking under the desk, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stand with his legs.

 

The Emperor understood that they were now a 'harmonious husband and wife', with satisfaction he said, "Good, good. Today, you stay in the Palace and accompany me for lunch."

 

Hearing this, Xiao Wangye's face immediately crumpled. Today was the first day after he'd been intimate with Yao Yue, he wanted to hurry home and pleased Yao Yue, showering him with affection.

 

The Emperor saw his mind by his expression, smacked his head once, he smiled, "Actually you don't want to stay because you want to see your wife's face, right?"

 

"No, I don't." Xiao Wangye puffed up his chest, said, "It's only lunch, isn't it. Elder Brother, I'll accompany you."

 

"Forget it, forget it. You want to go home, so go home. I see your mind has already wandered home." The Emperor waved, then got up to leave the room.

 

Xiao Wangye followed him out. Suddenly the Emperor laughed and said, "Actually, this is good. Now that you're already a loving couple, had already slept together, with a little more hard work, soon you will have a son with Beitang Yao Yue. When the rice is already cooked [means 'when it's all said and done'], you won't have to worry he'll run away and break our Wen Country's relation with Ming Country... Hao Hao, what's the matter with you? Why are you looking at me like that?"

 

Xiao Wangye was taken aback and aggrieved, "Elder Brother, are you in good health recently? Are you tired? Are you unwell?"

 

"What's wrong? I'm very well." The Emperor was puzzled.

 

Xiao Wangye was even more sad, he pulled The Emperor's hand and sobbed, "Huhu.. Elder Brother, you said my head was not well. But you look at yourself.. if you feel unwell, don't be stubborn, your body is worth more than million golds, please take care of yourself. Huhu.."

 

"What in the world are you talking about?" The Emperor frowned, "If you have something to say, don't be so ambiguous."

 

"Huhu.. " Xiao Wangye was extremely upset, "Elder Brother, are you out of your mind? Don't scare me.. My Yao Yue is a man, how would he bear me a son? Elder Brother, how can't you differentiate men and women? Huhu.. Elder Brother.."

 

The Emperor's eyes turned livid, "I see you are the fool! Beitang Yao Yue is a Moye, he has constitution for male-pregnancy, do you really not remember? Don't you think, if this was not the case, would me and Mother allow you to marry a man?"

 

"What?" Dongfang Hao Ye blanked, stared uncomprehendingly at the Emperor. "Yao Yue is a Moye? The ones that migrated to Central Plains in ancient time, the ones that said to be well-cared by the Gods and both men and women can give birth [to children], those Moye people?

 

"Correct."

 

Yao Yue is one of Moye people which both men and women could give birth..

 

Both men and women could give birth..

 

Could give birth..

 

Gave birth..

 

Xiao Wangye felt a little dizzy. He stilled for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the front of the Emperor's robe, "Elder Brother, are you jesting me? Do you see that I have amnesia and trick me? Is what you just said true? Is it? Is it? Is it?"

 

"It's true, it's true! Cough.. let me go.. " The Emperor who was tightly grabbed until he almost suffocated, was abruptly released. He coughed twice. Then he looked up at Xiao Wangye...

 

"... Hao Hao, are you okay?"

 

"Hehehe..."

 

"Hao Hao, who am I?"

 

"He he he..."

 

"Hao Hao, how many are these?" The Emperor waved his two fingers in front of him.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye was so giddy, he unknowingly had started to giggle foolishly. The Emperor sighed helplessly, "Hao Hao, I'm sending you home, alright?"

 

"Hehehe... Huh? Home? Yes, yes! Quick, quick! I want to go home, I'm going home!" Hearing those words, Dongfang Hao Ye immediately recovered, he seized the Emperor's hand then ran to the main hall.

 

"Wait, wait, the sedan chair is here.."

 

"What sedan chair? I want to ride a horse! I want to ride a horse home! Elder Brother, lend me your Yunchu!"

 

When the Emperor saw him rushing back, he quickly replied, "Alright, alright, I understand. Someone come, prepare the horse for Jing Wang!"

 

As soon as Dongfang Hao Ye jumped onto the back of the Emperor's favorite, well-trained and robust long-distance ride, Yunchu, he immediately fled through the Yonghe Gate full-force. Amidst the dust cloud, the Emperor suddenly wondered, "Huh? How could he remember my favorite horse? Did he.. " In Hao Hao's heart, was he less memorable than a horse?

 

Thinking of this, the Emperor was irritated.

 

"Yao Yue? Yao Yue!" Xiao Wangye rushed to the wangfu like wind, not caring that he drew crowd's attention. He buzzed like a fly around the mansion, but found no one. He was in a haste, encountering Xiao Dong he immediately seized him, "Where is Wangfei?"

 

Xiao Dong was shocked, "Wangfei went to the small mansion in the suburbs."

 

"Small mansion in the suburbs?" Xiao Wangye asked again with raised voice, "What is he going to do there? When will he come back?"

 

"This slave doesn't know. Seems like something was wrong with the account book from before, Wangfei went to check it."

 

Hearing it, Xiao Wangye promptly rushed out again. Xiao Dongzi grabbed him and said, "Wangye, you've just arrived, where are you going?"

 

"To the mansion in the suburbs!"

 

"What's wrong? What's so urgent? Have a meal first before you go. And the mansion took a shichen* of horse-riding from the Capital, Wangfei has been gone for some time. Possibly he's already on the way home, what if you miss each other? [remember, a shichen is about two hours of modern times]

 

Those words were reasonable, Xiao Wangye reigned his composure, stomped his foot once, he decided to wait at home.

 

In the afternoon, he ran to the study and turned the whole bookshelves, until he found some notes about the Moye people.

 

The Moye clan, both men and women could bear children, but the men were different from the women because they didn't have the menstruation periods, so their pregnancy could not be based on this. Their body had a substance that would be secreted when they were feeling a strong emotion. The substance could combine with their lovers' essence and then they became pregnant. As for the strong emotions, the details had not yet been determined.

 

This race entered the Central Plains in ancient times, their culture and customs differed to those of The Central Plains. However, their race declined more than two hundred years ago, leaving no records. It was thought that they had disappeared.

 

However it was never known, whether it was the separation of the lands in last centuries, the disputes among various countries, the sharp decline in population, or the countries' policy in oppressing homosexuality resulting in the annihilation of homosexual couples; that caused the bloodline of Moye men who could bear children gradually vanished. As time passed, they seemed to have been extinct.

 

How could Yao Yue have a Moye ancestry? Xiao Wangye had been so shocked he forgot to ask the Emperor. However it was said that the bloodline of the Moye was so strong that even a child born from a woman could inherit the ancestor's unique trait.

 

If this was the case, then maybe one person from Yao Yue's ancestors was a Moye people, then the trait passed through generations to generations, and eventually led to Yao Yue having the ability to bear children.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye waited and waited for Yao Yue to return, but who knew in the evening someone from Suburb Mansion came to relay news that the matter was not yet finished and Wangfei would need to stay a night at the suburb.

 

Hearing this, Xiao Wangye wished he could murder Xiao Dong for saying that Yao Yue would come back soon, the result was that he had waited all day in vain. Huhuhu... People said that a solitary sleep was a sleepless night. Today, he finally understood the meaning. Yao Yue?

 

Xiao Wangye was lying alone on the overly large bed, squeezing Beitang Yao Yue's pillow, rolling to the right and then rolling to the left. The Emperor's words this morning made him thrilled, his head was full of the desire to hold his beloved wife in his arms and the pictures where he gave birth to his babies. Hehehe.

 

When Xiao Wangye was giggling into the pillow, the window let out a gentle thud, as if someone knocked on it. Dongfang Hao Ye was slightly surprised, he listened carefully, a moment later it banged once. His heart pounding, Xiao Wangye touched the sword on the side of the bed. He was about to call for someone but a sudden feeling in his heart stopped him.

 

He felt the bedside, pulled a few hidden weapons, put on his clothes then got out of the bed. Carefully, he pushed the window open and saw a man in black clothing standing quietly under a big tree outside. The man saw him looking at himself and turned to go. Dongfang Hao Ye hesitated, then chased him.

 

In the forest behind the mountain, the man stopped at exactly the place where he fought with Yao Yue last time. When he saw Dongfang Hao Ye approaching, he said, "Xiao Wangye is so brave, actually caught up with me."

 

Though Dongfang Hao Ye felt a little apprehensive, he didn't know why he felt the man was not malicious, he boldly laughed, "I can't compare to Your Lord's courage, actually sneak in twice in three days."

 

"Your Lord?" The man chuckled softly, "Xiao Wangye's speech is getting better and better. Let's not talk nonsense, since we're here, let's duel for a round or two." Saying this, with a flash of white light, his sword was stabbing in his direction.

 

"Hey, won't you even say some greetings?" Dongfang Hao Ye was shocked, he did not expect this person would attack at once. He was also angry, secretly regretting why did he call the man Lord.

 

Bracing himself, he beckoned the man. Dongfang Hao Ye should not be considered cheap, so he was not in too great disadvantage. Although his martial art was not great, he was still a member of his family. He'd began to practice meditation for two shichens a day from when he was four, and Elder Brother made sure he did it right. Although these days he stopped practicing, this kind of thing would not be forgotten because of memory loss, because it was ingrained into his bones and blood, and evolved into an instict for self-protection.

 

However he knew who he was. Just after three strokes with the black-clothed man, Xiao Wangye knew he was not his opponent eventhough today the man did not give his all. His round with Beitang Yao Yue last time was his real ability.

 

Mind whirling, he regretted his own bravado, should've not chased the man out.

 

"Look, hidden wapons!" He suddenly shouted and raised a hand, the black-clothed man quickly ducked. Who knew it was not a hidden weapon but a mist bomb Xiao Wangye found on the side of his bed.

 

The thing shot into a tree trunk, with a bang it exploded and turned into smoke.

 

Quickly, when the black-clothed man was momentarily dazed, Xiao Wangye swiftly freed himself and shamelessly ran.

 

The man rooted in place for a second, then shouted, "Don't run!"

 

How funny, not running would be odd!

 

Xiao Wangye thought that tonight Yao Yue and Liu Bo were not here, how could he fight him alone, so being tactful was the point, he hurriedly withdraw.

 

He expertly maneuvered through the dense and jumbled forest. The black-clothed man was doing well, but could not catch up to him.

 

"Dongfang Hao Ye, you stop for me!" The man impatiently called out.

 

"Bold thief, dare to call out benwang's name. You told me to stop, I will not stop. I'd rather you stopped for me." Xiao Wangye's jumping ability was better than the man's, he was not afraid of him. Now the Lord's name was changed into 'thief'.

[‘Benwang’ is how a Wang refer to himself in front of people of the same and lower ranks.]

 

"You!" The man's voice sounded annoyed. He stepped with force and shot forward.

 

Xiao Wangye was shocked, not careful, and he lost his footing.

 

"Ack!" He cried out, he plunged into 40-feet* deep pit and tumbled several times.

[* 4 zhang; zhang is ten chi, one chi is roughly about one foot, so let's just round it into 40 feet]

 

He was finished...

 

Dongfang Hao Ye inwardly screamed, his head was dizzy. After some times, he finally calmed and looked up. He saw the man was kneeling on the edge of the pit, looking down at him.

 

"How come Xiao Wangye so careless?"

 

Dongfang Hao Ye was rendered speechless with anger, he could only glare at the man.

 

"Are you not coming up?" The man's voice carried ridicule.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye leaned up against the wall and slowly stood up, he felt a sharp sensation in his left foot he was pretty sure it was sprained. The man saw him standing still at the bottom of the pit, then he suddenly jumped down, scaring him.

 

"What are you doing?" Xiao Wangye raised his sword, watching him warily.

 

"Taking you up." The man curtly replied, he then grabbed and lifted him up.

 

Once Xiao Wangye landed on the ground, he grimaced with pain.

 

"Did you sprain your ankle?" The man sounded concerned.

 

"None of your business!"

 

"Let me see it."

 

"Oh, no need! No need!" Acting kind would not fool him! Dongfang Hao Ye stared at him alertly.

 

The man sighed and said, "You really forgot everything? Don't you remember who I am?"

 

Nonsense! He couldn't even see his face, how would he know who he was? Dongfang Hao Ye couldn't resist rolling his eyes, but then suddenly he saw the man took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

 

"I am Nangong Liu Jian." The man introduced himself.

 

"Oh."

 

Nangong Liu Jian looked at Xiao Wangye, and Xiao Wangye looked back at him.

 

Xiao Wangye was dumbfounded, was the man expecting him to praise him for having such nice and long name?

 

Nangong Liu Jian aksed, "Is there no impression?"

 

"No." Xiao Wangye shook his head.

 

"Really?" The man looked surprised.

 

"You came yesterday too, didn't you?" Xiao Wangye blinked. Of course, idiot! Could he not even remember things that happened only yesterday night?

 

Nangong Liu Jian's cheeks twitched then said slowly, "I mean before." In case he didn't understand, he added, "Before you lost your memory."

 

He just said he lost his memory, then why asked this nonsense? Dongfang Hao Ye smirked, "No impression."

 

Seeing disappointments colored Nangong Liu Jian's face, Xiao Wangye doubtfully asked, "Hey, who are you?"

 

"Hao Ye, you need not be scared of me, I don't intend to harm you." Nangong Liu Jian smiled, "I just wanted to test you, seems like your martial arts was not forgotten."

 

"Am I familiar with you before?" Dongfang Hao Ye frowned.

 

"At least you're more familiar with me than with Beitang Yao Yue." Nangong Liu Jian smiled slightly.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye's heart jumped, "You know my beloved wife?"

 

"Beloved wife?" Nangong Liu Jian startled, then suddenly bursted into laughter, "Do you usually call him like this?"

 

"How I call him is not your concern." Xiao Wangye was not pleased. His way of laughing.. made him felt extremely uncomfortable.

 

Nangong Liu Jian was still smiling, said, "Hao Ye, because you've lost your memory and don't remember anything, I advise you not get too close with Beitang Yao Yue, it's not good for you."

 

Dongfang Hao Ye's heart was cold, "You're talking nonsense! He is my wangfei, why should I listen to you?"

 

Nangong Liu Jian's expression was frosty, "You may not listen to me, but you should not forget your identity, your purpose."

 

"What do you mean? My identity is Wen Country's Jing Wangye, what more is there?"

 

"Wrong." Nangong Liu Jian approached him, looking into his eyes, said, "You still have another identity. You're one of the Four Heavenly Gates martial art alliances, the Master of the East Gate."

 

"What?" Xiao Wangye's eyes widened in shock.

 

"That is why you married Beitang Yao Yue, to gain his North Gate influence. You should never forget this purpose." Nangong Liu Jian's shocking words continued.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye narrowd his eyes, his lips trembled.

 

Four Heavenly Gates was the largest faction of Jianghu*, commanding both Black and White Paths, it had been standing strong and tall among the martial art world for three hundred years. In the troubled times, it became the pillar of Jianghu, afterwards the whole world unified, Heavenly Gates gradually dispersed into four gatekeepers influences.

[Jianghu, literary means ‘rivers and lakes’, refers to the martial art society in wuxia fictions.]

 

At that time, the Late Emperor of Wen Country, Dongfang Xi, Xiao Wangye's father, was appointed the gatekeeper of East Gate; the reasons he could climb to the throne later was inextricably linked with the Heavenly Gates influence. And the Beitang Wang of that time, Beitang Ao, was the gatekeeper of North Gate.

 

Today, Dongfang Xi had passed away, Beitang Ao had retired, their position as gatekeepers were inherited by their descendants.

 

"You, you.. You're saying that I'm the East Gate Master? It is that, right? The East Gate?" Xiao Wangye's hands shook, he was disbelieving.

 

"It is that East Gate. Is there any other east gate in Jianghu?" Nangong Liu Jiang was displeased.

 

"Not possible!" Dongfang Hao Ye stilled for a moment and suddenly shouted, "Am I not an idle prince? How I could manage such big gate!"

 

"Who said you're an idle prince?" Nangong Liu Jian laborously resisted the urge to roll his eyes, said "Who said you don't have abilites, anyway? Even if you lost your memory, you can still ask people to confirm. Which people from the Palace not know that the Late Emperor's intended successor was you."

 

"But my martial art is not good." Xiao Wangye's voice was shaky.

 

"If the master's martial art is not good, it doesn't matter. The people around you can do a good job."

 

Xiao Wangye still shook. For some reason, he still could not accept it. It was as if he had been drinking tea leisurely for a long time, then suddenly the heaven dropped a big pie and forced him to eat, but he couldn't.

 

Xiao Wangye felt like crying, "Why did I want to gain the North Gate influence? Is Yao Yue the gatekeeper of North Gate?"

 

"Yes. The late Beitang Wang passed down the princely title to the eldest son, Beitang Yao Ri, and the position as a gatekeeper to the third son Beitang Yao Yue. It was you who said that North Gate influence had started invading Wen Country's borders and getting too close with the West Gate, it was starting to threaten Wen Country's interests. Only then you came with this solution to draw Beitang Yao Yue to your side, to slowly kill the North Gate influence." Nangong Liu Jian delivered the blows offhandedly.

 

"I.. I don't remember."

 

'Huhu.. I'm sorry, Yao Yue.. no wonder you're always so cold to me, it was me who had bad intentions towards you.' In his heart, Dongfang Hao Ye cried without tears, lowered his head in a dejected manner, he didn't even realize Nangong Liu Jian had drawn closer.

 

"Why so depressed? Do you hate to betray Beitang Yao Yue?" Nangong Liu Jian lifted his face with his fingers and looked at him intently.

 

"What's the matter with you?" Dongfang Hao Ye recalled this 'main cause of a disaster' who'd told him everything, naturally he did not have good impression. He swatted his hand, said, "You're the gatekeeper of South Gate? Is our relation so close? Why are you telling these?"

 

"Our relationship is of course, very good. I've been by your side since you were twelve."

 

Dongfang Hao Ye blinked skeptically.

 

Nangong Liu Jian laughed, "Otherwise, why would Liu Bo let me got that night? Naturally, it was because he knew who I was."

 

"Tch!" Dongfang Hao Ye snorted coldly, "Alright, now I understand. You should go, then."

 

Nangong Liu Jian raised an eyebrow, "You're sending me off just like that?"

 

"What else should.. umph!"

 

Dongfang Hao Ye glared in anger at the man's face which suddenly was too close to his.

 

He was kissed! He was kissed! He was kissed by a man!

 

Dongfang Hao Ye cried mournfully in his heart, 'Huhu... Beloved wife, I'm so sorry. I should have not go outside in the middle of the night, I couldn't even protect my chastity.. huhu...'

 

[Note that their name each has one of cardinal directions. Dongfang Hao Ye has ‘dong’ means east, Beitang Yao Yue has ‘bei’ means north, Nangong Liu Jian has ‘nan’ means south.]