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Chapter 210: Uncle of Zuo Yi
As soon as the beautiful woman began to cry, what normal man could withstand it? Moreover, Ye Huan had always liked Zhao Ziyu, and seeing her weep like a rain-soaked pear blossom threw him into a fluster. He hurriedly wiped away her tears while anxiously asking Zhao Ziyu why she was crying. After a long while, Ye Huan finally understood the reason behind Zhao Ziyu's tears.
It turned out that when Ye Huan had left the palace earlier, Durei IV had sent people to keep a close watch on Zhao Ziyu, fearing that she might have some reaction after coming into contact with White Impermanence. Just moments ago, two Professionals had suddenly arrived, claiming they were there to take her away. If it weren't for Zhao Ziyu's cleverness in using some special powder hidden in the palace to knock them out, she might have already been taken away.
Calculating the time, Ye Huan realized that the moment someone came looking for Zhao Ziyu coincided perfectly with when he and Liu Ruyan were leisurely making their way to the sleeping quarters. He couldn't help but resent his own carelessness for leaving Zhao Ziyu alone. If she had encountered danger, where would he find regret later? He pulled her into his embrace without saying a word because he had made up his mind that such a thing would never happen again.
As if sensing Ye Huan's feelings, Zhao Ziyu, nestled in his arms, suddenly caught sight of Liu Ruyan behind him, smiling brightly. She quickly pushed Ye Huan away and exclaimed to Liu Ruyan, "Aunt Liu, did you come with Ye Huan?"
"Come on, sister-in-law, are you still calling my mother Aunt Liu at this point?"
Ye Le, small but sharp-witted, chimed in before Liu Ruyan could respond. His words instantly made Zhao Ziyu blush deeply. Even Ye Huan, known for his thick skin, had to admit that Ye Le was indeed his brother; that remark was perfectly timed.
After chatting and sharing the joy of their reunion for a while, Ye Huan tugged at the corner of Zhao Ziyu's garment and seriously asked her a pressing question: "Zhao Ziyu, what should we do about those Professionals in the palace?"
Of course, before Ye Huan took action, he had discussed with Zhao Ziyu that once they reclaimed the throne, she would be responsible for pacifying the various factions within the capital. However, it seemed that calming down these Professionals brought back by Durei IV would not be an easy task. If they were killed off instead, it would be too much of a waste—after all, China was in dire need of capable people right now.
Noticing the serious expression on Ye Huan's face, Zhao Ziyu withdrew her smile. Her demeanor shifted dramatically; she exuded an imposing aura that matched her nine-dragon gown and bore some resemblance to a Hua Xia Empress. After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Ziyu finally spoke up: "Ye Huan, don't worry. I will ensure these people stay in China and contribute..."
Staring at Zhao Ziyu for quite some time, Ye Huan suddenly felt that she was far more fitting as Hua Xia Empress than when she used to cling to him like a mother hen. After all, once someone reached such a position, there were many things they had to face head-on. Over time, how could her personality not change?
Thinking of all this, and reflecting on his own reckless nature, Ye Huan suddenly blurted out a statement that left Zhao Ziyu dumbfounded: “Zhao Ziyu, after I marry you, if you don’t want to be the Empress, we don’t have to be.”
“Ye Huan, are you joking? If you’re willing, the Emperor of Huaxia is yours. But if you don’t want it, who will take it?”
Zhao Ziyu cast a strange glance at Ye Huan, genuinely doubting whether he had ambitions of becoming an emperor himself. However, recalling what Ye Huan had just said, she quickly dismissed that thought and began questioning him. After all, in Zhao Ziyu's eyes, Huaxia belonged to her family. If it fell into Ye Huan's hands, it would be like keeping the good fortune within the family; but if it ended up in someone else's hands, she would definitely be the first to object.
On the other hand, after hearing Zhao Ziyu's response, Ye Huan felt he had no suitable options. At the same time, he regretted saying those words because he knew that Huaxia belonged to the Zhao Family. If Zhao Ziyu handed it over to someone else, it would indeed be unreliable. But if they wanted to live happily…
Steeling himself, Ye Huan couldn’t hold back his thoughts any longer and urged Zhao Ziyu: “ Zhao Ziyu, whether you like to hear it or not, I must say this: in my opinion, the throne really doesn’t suit you…”
“Enough! Stop talking! Let me think for a moment!”
To Ye Huan’s surprise, even though he intended to express his true feelings to Zhao Ziyu, she interrupted him before he could finish. He was left speechless and could only withdraw his gaze in frustration and look around instead.
The capital had stabilized for now. Liu Ruyan and Ye Le could also move into Tianyue City. After all, Tianyue was now considered the stronghold of Dragon Hall, so its safety was beyond question. However, regarding Ye Tian… Staring at the unconscious Ye Tian, Ye Huan noticed strands of white hair that had appeared on his forehead without him realizing it. This scene filled him with deep emotion; he wished he could hurry back to Tianyue and ask Ye Luo what kind of poison had afflicted Ye Tian. But with the capital finally at peace, if he left now, wouldn’t Zhao Ziyu be left alone in the palace? Without someone to care for her, with Durei IV as a precedent, there would surely be another one. How could Ye Huan feel at ease?
Considering that Zhao Ziyu seemed troubled by what he had just said, Ye Huan didn’t press further. Instead, after nightfall, he decided to stay in the palace for the night. It wasn’t until the next morning that he planned to leave and quickly take Ye Tian back. Before departing, however, Ye Huan left two people behind for Zhao Ziyu: one was Yang Guangyao and the other was naturally Lo Shaobin, who always stayed by his side.
After thoroughly explaining some important matters for Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin to pay attention to while staying behind and informing Zhao Ziyu about her father’s situation, Ye Huan finally took his family and left the capital. He drove a military Hummer towards Tianyue City and soon arrived at its city walls.
Just like when Ye Huan last visited Tianyue City and was struck by its grandeur, Liu Ruyan was equally astonished when she arrived outside Tianyue City. Despite being the wife of the Ye Family and having seen many grand occasions, she still gasped slightly upon seeing the current city walls of Tianyue City. In her memory of previous visits to Tianyue City—let alone comparing it with the capital—it hardly measured up even to half of it. Thinking about this made Liu Ruyan turn to Ye Huan and ask: “Ye Huan, what’s going on? After experiencing war, why does Tianyue City look even more impressive than the capital…”
“Bigger than the capital? This is now the stronghold of Dragon Hall.”
Proudly gazing at the walls of Tianyue City from inside the military Hummer, Ye Huan seemed to forget that during these past two months Liu Ruyan had been under Durei IV's control in the capital. How could she possibly know how impressive Ye Huan had become or what kind of reputation Dragon Hall had built during this time?
Unaware of how absurd it was to boast about something to someone completely oblivious, Ye Huan pressed the throttle and hummed a little tune as he drove his military vehicle toward Tianyue City. However, unlike his previous visits, before Ye Huan could reach the City Gate, two soldiers stopped him, their faces filled with suspicion. One of them even approached Ye Huan's car door and asked, "Who are you?"
"Who am I?!"
Surprised by the soldier's heightened vigilance, Ye Huan suddenly remembered that today marked only the third day since he had disguised himself. If he wanted to revert to his original appearance, he would have to wait another day. Therefore, Ye Huan had nothing much to say to the soldier and simply instructed him, "Please inform Lord Zuo Yi that Ye Tian wishes to see him."
Since the soldiers of Tianyue City had almost all seen his true face, Ye Huan couldn't impersonate anyone else at this moment. He decided to borrow his father's name instead. However, upon hearing Ye Huan's words, the soldier not only did not leave but stood there in shock for a moment before recovering and smiling at Ye Huan. "So you are the father of our Young Master Ye Tian? If it weren't for you driving Young Master's car, I might not have believed you could be younger and more dashing than our Young Master..."
'Was I not dashing before?'
Ye Huan waved his hand helplessly; he wasn't so bored as to compare himself with himself. He gestured for the soldier to hurry up and report so they wouldn't waste any more time.
Following Ye Huan's command, the soldier acted swiftly and ran into Tianyue City. In just three to five minutes, he returned with Zuo Yi. Even Zuo Yi, who was very familiar with Ye Huan, failed to recognize his true identity at first. He quickly approached the car door and respectfully said, "Uncle Ye, you’re back!"
Uncle?!
Ye Huan looked at Zuo Yi in disbelief. To be honest, he had no intention of taking advantage of this situation. So instead of engaging in idle chatter, Ye Huan took out the 2012 Arms Compendium and waved it in front of Zuo Yi to prove his identity. In fact, this was a wise move on Ye Huan's part; at least Zuo Yi would believe that Ye Tian was indeed Ye Tian—there was no way someone could impersonate him since he possessed a Summoning Book identical to Ye Huan's.
Completely unaware that the person before him was actually Ye Huan, Zuo Yi politely bent down. His gaze involuntarily drifted toward the back seat of the military Hummer. Upon seeing Ye Tian and Liu Ruyan in the back seat, he suddenly felt something was off—not because of Liu Ruyan but because he had seen Ye Tian before!
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