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Long Yang glanced at the gleaming Tiger Tally in the sunlight, pondering for a moment before speaking. "My King, if you were to hand over the Tiger Tally to assist Lord Xinling, it would surely be remembered for generations. However, even if you do not relinquish this item, Lord Xinling and Lady Ruji may still find other means..."
The thought of the muffled moans and soft gasps from last night made Long Yang's face flush with embarrassment.
He lowered his head slightly, trying to conceal his shyness.
"Why do you say such things, Long Yang?"
King Wei was taken aback, suddenly seeming to understand something. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Are you implying that they have an affair?"
"Lord Xinling has been seeking revenge for Lady Ruji but has kept it hidden. They have met privately on several occasions. The lady feels grateful towards Lord Xinling, and given the current situation..."
At this point, Long Yang felt a sudden wave of discomfort wash over him, his face reddening as he hesitated. Yet he mustered the courage to continue. "Given how you have been neglecting Lady Ruji, she and Lord Xinling..."
"How outrageous!" King Wei erupted, slamming his hand on the table in frustration. His anger was so intense that the veins on the back of his hand stood out prominently.
His eyes bulged with fury as he shouted, "That wretched Ruji dares to engage in such scandalous behavior and even has the audacity to criticize you in front of me..."
Long Yang lowered his gaze, swallowing a deep sigh. "Though Lord Xinling and Lady Ruji have committed a disgraceful act, if we cannot handle Zhao's army's plea for help properly, it will surely become gossip. At that time, My King’s illustrious reputation may be at stake. Lord Xinling and Ruji seem to have ulterior motives; with Lord Xinling's capabilities, he might very well succeed. In that case, it would be better for My King to present the Tiger Tally sooner rather than later—first to resolve Zhao's predicament, and second to earn a reputation for righteousness..."
"Enough!" King Wei's expression suddenly darkened as he impatiently interrupted Long Yang. "Let me think this over carefully."
He waved his hand dismissively, signaling Long Yang to cease speaking further before turning away from him, lost in thought.
"But..." Long Yang stepped forward, wanting to persuade once more. However, when he met King Wei's lost expression, he couldn't help but halt in his tracks.
He noticed King Wei's shoulders slumped slightly, as if all strength had been drained from him, and a wave of sympathy surged within Long Yang.
King Wei seemed somewhat sad. Was it due to Lord Xinling's and Ruji's betrayal?
After all, one was his own brother, and the other was the woman he had cherished for three long years... The thought made Long Yang's throat tighten painfully. He bit his lower lip, trying to suppress the bitterness rising within him.
In the end, he still cared about King Wei's joys and sorrows!
Seeing King Wei's despondency made him feel a pang of sadness as well.
...
That night, Long Yang arrived with his sword. From a distance, he spotted a Palace Maid guarding outside the hall near Ruji, and an unusual feeling stirred within him.
His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of wariness flickered in his eyes.
As he approached the hall door, the Palace Maid noticed him and smirked mockingly: "The lady is currently accompanying My King. Lord Long Yang, it might not be appropriate for you to enter at this moment."
With her arms crossed over her chest, she wore an expression of disdain.
Long Yang ignored her and forcefully pushed the door open, stepping inside. As he passed through the beaded curtain, he immediately saw two bodies entwined on the bed.
" My king!" The voice of Ruji drifted through the air, soft yet laced with both pain and pleasure.
Such an alluring tone ignited an inexplicable heat within the empty hall.
This decadent scene silently tore at Long Yang's heart.
His eyes widened in disbelief and anguish, his hands instinctively clenched into tight fists.
" My king! Long Yang has matters to discuss with you and dares to request your presence!" Long Yang's voice was stiff and cold, devoid of its usual warmth and richness.
It trembled slightly, tinged with anger and resentment.
"Can't you see that I am busy? Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow. Go back; I do not wish to see you tonight!"
King Wei's voice came from behind the curtain, mixed with heavy breaths and Ruji's triumphant laughter.
Long Yang furrowed his brow. " My king has said that if Long Yang wishes to see you, it can be at any time!"
He raised his voice, a hint of accusation lacing his tone.
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