Chapter 8

Unlike the dungeon he was held in previously, this one was definitely for holding criminals. Beitang Yao Yue was pushed forward by the guards behind him, and with his footing unstable, he slammed to the ground.


Beitang Yao Yue tested his internal circulation again, and felt that his energy was raging inside him, coursing chaotically all over his body. No matter how many times he adjusted his breathing, it kept raging. His blood vessels and meridian points were all also disturbed. He was covered in layers of cold sweat, and his lower abdomen was painful.


Dongfang Ye and Nangong Liu Jian rushed in, then with their order Beitang Yao Yue was tied to a straight-backed chair; his arm were roped to the armrest, and his waist was chained.


Dongfang Ye warned the warden, "Careful, can't leave any traces." When Nangong Liu Jian raised an eyebrow at him, he added, "Can't help it. The Emperor made me promise not to hurt him."


Nangong Li jian saw Beitang Yao Yue's eyes were shut tightly and his complexion as pale as a white marble, he frowned and asked, "What did you do to him? I see he looked very pained."


Dongfang Ye laughed proudly, "Benwang was afraid Dispersing Incense had no effect on him, so I gave him a little bit of Lihun. If his inner force[!!!!!] was dispersed, then the Lihun was ineffective. But if it wasn't, essential energy would be in chaos. Haha!"


[Li= depart, hun= spirit, soul]


Nangong Liu Jian cursed Dongfang Ye's deviousness.


This Lihun was an extremely troublesome poison; it would disturb the meridian points of a martial-artist. If not helped immediately by putting back the disordered internal system one by one, then in just a few hours Beitang Yao Yue's nerves would be severely damaged, after that even if he would not die, he would lose all his martial arts.


Nangong Liu Jian, in the end, was also a martial art society member as Beitang Yao Yue. He could not help warned, "If you dstroyed his martial art, are you not afraid to be blamed by the Emperor?"


"I only told the Emperor I wouldn't subjet him to torture, but I didn't say I won't destroy his martial arts. Besides, the amount of the Li Hun and Dispersing Incense I gave him are of small doses, at most he'll only suffer a bit and his martial art won't be completely destoyed. But..."


Dongfang Ye's eyes contained malicious intentions, "If his nerves are all damaged and become mad, then it's also good."


Shocked, Nangong Liu Jian said lowly, "If he become crazy, how would we get his Silver Dragon Token?"


Donfang Ye said, "Benwang have the ways." He waved his hand, then someone came in carrying a tray; there were several silver needles, their length were at least seven inches or more. [Oh, no! T_T]


Seeing the needles, Nangong Liu Jian was dismayed.


In the Fuyou House's private prison, he had seen this kind of torturing instrument. According to the Chief Executioner, if the needles were inserted into the ligmanet between the bones, the pain would make a person crazy. But it was only the light method.


If you wanted it a bit meaner, you could inserted them into a person's main meridian points; blocking the blood circulation or allowing it to flow in reverse. In a short time, the sufferer could lost his life.


"You're going to use this on him?"


"Yes." Dongfang Ye said proudly, "I didn't trust these Cuihun Needles, so never tried it. But using these needles won't leave traces. If something happened to him, I could blame it on Beitang Yao Yue's own weakness, and I won't be implicated."


Seeing Nangong Liu Jian's apprehensions, he asked, "What? Gate Master Nangong disagrees?"


"It's not that." Nangong Liu Jian shook his head, frowning he said, "It's just that, Hao Ye..."


"Gate Master Nangong doesn't need to worry. After getting Silver Dragon Token and getting rid of Beitang Yao Yue, Sixth Brother will become yours."


Nangong Liu Jian hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and retreated to the side.


Dongfang Ye picked up one very sharp and long needle and walked in front of Beitang Yao Yue. Glancing at the slender body firmly tied to the bench, he smiled, "Jing Wangfei, where do you think Benwang should start at? Your leg? Your hand? Or.. your slender waist?" [Nooo, there was a baby in there, you scum!]


Although Beitang Yao Yue's essential energy was a mess, he could hear Dongfang Ye and Nangong Liu Jian just fine. Suppressing his chaotic internal circulation, he opened his eyes and glanced once at Dongfang Ye, then closed them again wordlessly.


Dongfang Ye suddenly had a strange feeling. Beitang Yao Yue's brief glance left his heart itching. It was like a flying swallow touching a water surface; making a series of gentle ripples, but then the water quickly went still again.


This kind of feeling was unbearable; like an itch that could not be scratched. Making him want to destroy it, as if he won't feel comfortable if he didn't disturb it and leave traces on the water.


But how could you leave traces on water? In this world, water was the most gentle and the most flexible.


Dongfang Ye's eyes flashed with ferocity, he raised the needle in his hand and stabbed it without warning.




"Move away! Anyone dares to stop Benwang, this Qiushui Sword will kill all of your families!"


Dongfang Hao Ye held the Late Emperor's Qiushui Sword, staring coldly at the guards in front of him. Behind him was a group of East Heavenly Gate's most elite soldiers.


The guards, frightened by his imposing manner and the Late Emperor's famous sword in his hands, one-by-one retired.


Dongfang Hao Ye immediately run into the prison, he found the torturing chamber and kicked open the door.


Nangong Liu Jian wanted to hide but this kind of jail had no places to hide. However, Dongfang Hao Ye didn't even pay him any attention, his entire being and sight were focused on one upsetting scene.


"Yao Yue!" Dongfang Hao Ye shouted and rushed in.


When Dongfang Ye heard the report of the commotion outside, he only had the time to pull out the needles, but the situation was unmistakable.


Dongfang Hao Ye lifted the Qiushui Sword and cut the ropes around Beitang Yao Yue's. But then he saw the chain around Yao Yue's waist and his eyes hardened. Transfering power to his sword, he slashed the chain.


Released from the bondages, Beitang Yao Yue's body reflexively started to curl up, but his rigid limbs were unable to follow. His acupuncture points

were tortured just now and his blood could not flow, his whole body convulsed twice.


Dongfang Hao Ye gently picked him up and stroke the messy curtain of Yao Yue's hair; his face was covered with cold sweat, his eyes tightly shut, his lips were blood-stained, and his complexion was pale.


Enraged, Dongfang Hao Ye lifted him up and then turned away.


"Wait, Sixth Brother, where are you taking him?" Fu Wang stopped in front of him and said coldly.


"He is Benwang's Wangfei, naturally I'm taking him back to my residence." Dongfang Hao Ye's gaze swiftly swept him.


Fu Wang laighed, "Perhaps Sixth Brother forgot, Beitang Yao Yue is now Benwang's prisoner."


"If Fu Wang is able to produce the evidence of Benwang's Beloved Wife's crimes, I'll immediately let this man go."


"If I didn't have evidence, how would I dare to take Sixth Brother's people?"


Dongfang Hao Ye smiled coldly, "That was then, this in now. You had an evidence then, but now you don't necessarily do."


Dongfang Ye was startled, he instantly doubted.


Dongfang Hao Ye said boldly, "If there is no evidence, then Fu Wang is making a false statement. Slandering a royal family, does Fu Wang know what punishment you'll get?" Finished speaking, he ignored Dongfang Ye and took Yao Yue to leave the dungeon.


Dongfang Ye's heart was cold, urgently he ordered, "Back to the Fu! Quick! Return to the Fu!"


"Yao Yue! Yao Yue!"


In the carriagge, Dongfang Hao Ye anxiously called Beitang Yao Yue's name. Beitang Yao Yue mumbled lowly, but his eyes didn't open. Dongfang Hao Ye pried Yao Yue's mouth open and fed him a red pill, then he felt his pulse; his essential energy was in chaotic, his internal circulation was in disarray, and immediately understood what had happened.


Dongfang Ye, you bastard!


Dongfang Hao Ye cursed. Slowly, he transfered his own internal forces into Beitang Yao Yue's body; calming the internal circulation and little by little put his essential energy back into place.


Fortunately, Beitang Yao Yue's power was only reduced three or four levels, his current particular condition and his weak inner circulation soon could be managed.


After a moment, Beitang Yao yue finally opened his eyes and stared at Dongfang Hao Ye.


"Yao Yue, how are you feeling?"


Beitang Yao Yue weakly shook his head. Suddenly his eyebrows knitted and his hand touched the lower abdomen as if it was hurt.


Dongfang Hao Ye was alarmed and he instantly check his pulse again, opening the hem of Yao Yue's robe, he saw between his legs was dark-red.


Dongfang Hao Ye was dizzy and his heart raced. He murmured, "It's okay. I've already gave you medicine to protect the fetus, nothing will happen..."


Hearing the words 'medicine to protect the fetus', Beitang yao Yue shook, stared at Dongfang Hao Ye with astonishment.


The carriage stopp just outside the Royal Palace. Dongfang Hao Ye, carrying Yao Yue, bursted into the main hall and shouted, "Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Quick help me!"




Beitang Yao Yue on the bed with dragon-carving inside, his face pale and his eyes were closed.


"Sister-in-law, how is it? Is Yao Yue okay? Sister-in-law..."


"Stop talking!" Qiu Zi Ling glared at Xiao Wangye and scold him impatiently, her hands working the silver needles without hesitation.


Dongfang Hao Ye knew she could handle the needles expertly and her madical skill was excellent, but he just couldn't restrain himself; his hands were drenched in cold sweat.


"Sister-in-law, how is it? What happened to Yao Yue?" After a shichen and a half, the Empress was finally done, and Xiao wangye did not wait to ask.


The Empress eyebrow rose slightly, "Nothing big."


"The child..."


"The child is temporarily saved, but it's only over a month old, if it's development is not stable then the birth will be difficult. It's very important to take care of them carefully."


"That.. then..."


The Empress proudly said, "Rest assured, I am Qiu Zi Ling, I'll definitely help take care of them."


"Thank you, Sister-in-law!" Dongfang Hao Ye was immediately assured. He carefully wiped the swaet on Beitang Yao Yue's forehead. Although his acupuncture point had been pressed for him to sleep, the pain of the needle still made him cold-sweat.


The Empress collected her things and got up, "He should not move too much these few days, so you better stay at this Xuanyun Palace. Things have not settled in your Wangfu, it's not save to go back there. I'll order people to prepare. I'll go back first, you have to take care of Yao Yue's remaining injuries."


Dongfang Hao Ye nodded and watched as the Empress took the other people away, then he carefully undressed Beitang Yao Yue and examined his injuries.


He had reorganized Beitang Yao Yue's disturbed internal circulation, but he didn't know how was he hurt.


After a careful examination, Dongfang Hao Ye found a total nine small scars left by Cuihun Needles, all of them were key points that could inflict death.


Dongfang Hao Ye was distressed and upset, didn't know what payment would he asked for causing Yao Yue's essential energy to be disturbed. And when he thought about the one causing it, he could not wait to hack Dongfang Ye to pieces.


If this debt was not paid, he was not a Dongfang! Dongfang Hao Ye swore with gritted teeth.


Gently and tenderly he applied medicine to Beitang Yao Yue's injuries and massaged each of his disturbed acupuncture points with a particular technique. Then he unfastened Yao Yue's belt, lifted him slightly to remove the blood-stained clothes and changed him into a clean and well-prepared clothes.


Dongfang Hao Ye gingerly lay beside him and touched his still-flat firm belly. Fortunately, the baby was still there.


Inwardly said, 'Yao Yue, I'm sorry for letting you suffer...'


Dongfang Hao Ye kissed Beitang Yao Yue's pale lips, held him in his arms and quietly sleep.


Long afterwards, the sky was getting brighter, and the dawn slowly came.


Beitang Yao Yue stirred and slowly opened his eyes, feeling shallow breathing next to him, he turned his head and then was looking at a slightly delicate young face.


This brat... Drooling onto his shoulders...


Beitang Yao Yue frowned and sighed, had he not grown up already?


"Huhuhu.. Yao Yue, it's not hurt, you are fine..." As Beitang Yao Yue was thinking, Dongfang Hao Ye suddenly sobbed, frowned and inched in his direction.


Beitang Yao Yue blanked, then his heart warmed, he was about to raise his hand...


"Hehe... The baby is still there, the baby is still there.. My and Yao Yue's baby... Elder Brother, you envy me, right..."


Upon hearing this, Beitang Yao Yue frowned again, he grabbed Xiao Wangye's cheeks and piched them.


"Ow, ow.. hurt! Who pinch me?" Xiao Wangye opened his eyes with grimace, then he saw Beitang Yao Yue's beautiful face.


"Yao Yue, you woke up!"


Dongfang Hao Ye was so happy, he instantly pounced on, wasting no time to express his excitement, just...


"A a a... hurt... Don't pinch, hurt..."


Beitang Yao Yue stared coldly at him, his hands still pinching his cheeks, pulling them out of shape...


"Yao Yue, ye jest wake'ep, dong muf too muh, be kerful... <Yao Yue, you just woke up, don't move too much, be careful...>"


Then suddenly Beitang Yao Yue remembered something, withdrawing his hands, he touched his stomach.


Dongfang Hao Ye rubbed his face and said, "Rest assured, the child is okay."


Hearing this, Beitang Yao Yue stared at him with a complicated expression.


"Yao Yue, I've let you suffer." Xiao Wangye's resentment was back when he recalled the incident, gritting his teeth he said, "Fortunately, I came in time. Otherwise, the baby wouldn't survive, you don't know how scared I was."


"When did you recover your memory?"


"Eh? Huh?" Xiao Wangye didn't expect him to suddenly come up with that question, was stunned.


Beitang Yao Yue narrowed his eyes and lightly said, "I don't feel well right now, don't want to listen to empty words. If you don't want to honestly answer, then I won't say anything. Maybe later I will know."


As he said this, he really did look tired, his eyes were closing as he turned his head sideways.


Dongfang Hao Ye immediately weighed the pros and cons in his heart and he decided that it was still more favorable to be frank at this time. Then carefully inched closer, he whispered, "How did you find out?"


Beitang Yao Yue watched him and said, "When Dongfang Ye was about to take me away."


Xiao Wangye recalled, that time he was reminding Dongfang Ye that he could not make troubles in Father Emperor's residence.


So he was found out like this...


Staring at Beitang Yao Yue's pale face, Dongfang Hao Ye felt a little guilt, then said, "Yao Yue, I'll tell you, but you don't be angry. I.. I actually recovered on the seventh day after I lost my memory..."


Beitang Yao Yue was startled, "Forget for seven days."


"... En."


Beitang Yao Yue wryly laughed, "So you were lying to me all these time. Funny thing is, I actually believed it."


"No, it's not like that. I... I..." Dongfang Hao Ye couldn't continue, because he did lie to him.


Beitang Yao Yue turned away from him and said, "I am a little tired and want to sleep a little longer. You can go."


"I, I..."


Dongfang Hao He opened his mouth, still wanted to say many things to him, but in the end he said nothing.


With a helpless sigh, he climbed out of the bed, "Yao Yue, you have a good rest. I'll come back later."


Xiao Wangye looked back every few steps, reluctantly left the bedroom. He did not see that under the quilt Beitang Yao Yue were clenching his fists.




The biggest, most magnificent, most expensive and most rotten money squandering establisment in the capital city, housed the most beautiful, most charming, most bewitching, most alluring, and most shrewd woman.


It was the Wangchun House.


Right this moment, Donfang Hao Ye was sitting in a room with the most popular, desirable, admirable Wen Country's nubmer one beautiful woman-- Shui Lian'er.


"What happened to you? You look like death." Shui Lian'er disdained.


"Miss Shui, no, Gate Master is polite." Dongfang Hao Ye dispiritedly glared at her.


"Aiya, when will you remember that you are the Gate Master?"


Shui Lian'er stroke he beautiful hair, said, "Who do you it is who order this beautiful girl, the first general of East Heavenly Gate, to go to Fu Wangfu to do some stealing?"


When Dongfang Hao Ye recalled this, his expression swiftly switched to a smile, he poured her a cup of tea, "General Shui had worked hard! General, here drink some tea!"


If it weren't for Shui Lian'er bravely sneaking into the Fu Wangfu while Dongfang Ye was interrogating Beitang Yao Yue, and stole his said evidence, even if Dongfang Hao Ye charged into the prison with Father Emperor's Qiushui Sword, he would not have succeed. Fortunately, now there wouldn't be any more problem.


"No trouble." Shui Lian'er proudly opened a shelf, "That Dongfang Ye was crazy about me, I only went to his Wangfu once, I already figured every door. Hahaha, that guy does have some brain, but he has the common characteristic of you Dongfang brothers-- lust." Saying this, she glanced at Xiao Wangye.


"In my heart there is only my Beloved Wife! Although he is a man, you should not think of seducing me!" Dongfang Hao Ye spoke righteously and sternly.


"Seduce you? Pei! A childish little child, in your dreams!" Shui Lian'er drolled, her expression full of disdain.


What? Childish little child?


This was Xiao Wangye's biggest weakness-- to be treated as a small child.


Upset, Dongfang Hao Ye glared furiously at her, but he did not dare to argue with her as he usually did. Shui Lian'er was the first general of East HEavenly Gate, and ranked second directly under Dongfang Hao Ye. All the restaurants, brothels, gambling houses and tea houses under the East Gate were all managed by her. If she was provoked, even a married woman could flee with other men, a crying Xiao Wangye would be unable to escape.


"Where is the thing?" Xiao Wangye let go of her remarks, gestured for the thing.


Shui Lian'er pulled something out of her long sleeves and handed it to him.


Dongfang Hao Ye took the letter that was said to be evidence of Beitang Yao Yue 'assisting enemies', and without reading it, threw it to the furnace next to them and watched as it was slowly burned to ashes.


Shui Lian'er said, "You don't want to read it?"


"What's there to read? The evidence is fake, and should have been destroyed long ago."


"What if it's true?"


Dongfang Hao Ye looked at her and said, "How would you know? I say it is fake, then it is fake!"


Shui Lian'er stared intently at him and sighed, "You are so infatuated with Beitang Yao Yue, but don't you see how he treats you?"


Dongfang Hao Ye sighed, "His is probably a love-hate kind of feeling."


Shui Lian'er pursed her red lips and bitterly said, "There is this beautiful woman beside you, you only like a man. You have a bad eyesight."


"Big sister, don't make fun of me." Xiao Wangye's glare had no heat, heaving a long and heavy sigh he rest his head on the table, "I have no choice, liking someone but cannot take care of him."


Shui Lian'er frowned and asked, "What are you going to do to Fu Wang?"


"Him? Tch.. He no longer could present evidence to the Emperor, we can let Elder Brother deal with him. We are not concerned."


Shui Lian'er chuckled, "You're letting the Emperor deal with him head-to-head, while you are throwing stones from beside? What convenient method. Really worthy of East Gate Master, so deceitful!"


Xiao Wangye looked at he suspiciously, "Are you praising me?"


"Of course!" Shui Lian'er's enchanting eyes beamed with praises, "Take this opportunity to bring Beitang Yao Yue back to his home country and give yourself some time off. Let everyone think that you really lost your memory and put down their guard.


Then block Beitang Yao Yue and Ming Country's connection. And we can act calm and withdraw to allow Fu Wang to expanse his force. Eventually we can attack all of them in one swoop. Great deal."


As he heard this, Xiao Wangye thought her words contained sarcasm. Wrinkling his nose, he said, "Shui Lian'er, what in the world are you talking about?"


Shui Lian'er was all smile, "Gate Master, do you think that if Beitang Yao Yue knows what you're doing, he will forgive you?"


Dongfang Hao Ye's heart jumped, "What do you mean?"


"This subordinate is wishing to remind you that, in the end Beitang Yao Yue is Ming Country's Beitang family, also the Master of North Gate. Even though right now, he is with you, in the future, he won't necessarily be."


"Enough! Don't say anymore! There's no need to talk about it!"


"You don't want me to say it, but in your heart you know it already, right?" Shui Lian'er continued to press.


"Shui Lian'er, you're being impudent!"


"I'm saying this for your own good, too!" Shui Lian'er huffed, "Do you think Beitang Yao Yue likes you? Do you think if you like him and do everything for him, he would do the same to you?"


Dongfang Hao Ye trembled with anger, but had no answer. For a long time he only could clench his fists, then he uttered, "Won't he do the same?"


Yes, he knew that he and Yao Yue were different. Beitang Yao Yue appeared cold but had warm heart. Though he usually treated people coldly and curtly, Dongfang Hao Ye Yao Yue would never do anything to hurt him. Otherwise, why would he tolerated him for so long 'till this day?


The truth was, he and Yao Yue were the opposite of each other.


"Can't I have it in this lifetime?" Dongfang Hao Ye whispered to himself. Then suddenly he wailed, large drops of tears fell from his large eyes.


Shui Lian'er had never seen him like this, she froze for a long time before exasperatedly said, "Gate Master, why are you crying?"


"Don't call me Gate Master!" Dongfang Hao Ye couldn't reign his tears. The more he thought, the more he was saddened, between sobs he said, "I don't want to be Gate Master anymore! I don't want anything! I just want him! Only him! Waaaa..."


Bending over the table, he cried big cries like a little child.