Chapter 70 Part 4
Someone suddenly remembered a few words that Su Mou had just said, and a feeling of fear crept into their heart.
He couldn’t wait to ask, “Ruogu, who is this person next to you?”
Bai Ruogu’s steps paused, his gaze darkened, but he didn’t intend to hide anything. Just as he was about to acknowledge their relationship, Su Mou replied a step ahead of him.
“I’m his agent,” Su Mou said, turning his head with a smile. “Right?”
Bai Ruogu was stunned. His lips quivered, and then he closed his eyes and nodded slowly.
The fans felt somewhat reassured.
They tried to stay optimistic, thinking that perhaps this person was also a fan of Bai Ruogu’s and was just playing along for fun!
As for being lovers? No way, no way. As long as their idol didn’t say it himself, they wouldn’t believe it!
The two of them walked into the elevator. Just before the doors closed, Bai Ruogu turned to Su Mou and softly said,
“There aren’t many people now, but one day, I’ll admit our relationship in front of the entire galaxy.”
“Alright.” n_n
The filming of <Dusty Life Palace> continued intermittently for another two weeks, until today, when they finally reached the ending scenes——
Wei Yang gathered his army and marched to the capital, surrounding the entire imperial city. All the royal ministers were trapped inside the palace.
At that time, Wei Huan was already 15 years old. Not long before, his ministers had urged him to take a wife, but today, he was like a fish on the chopping board, awaiting his fate.
The weather was gloomy. Wei Yang, dressed in imperial robes, stepped into the main hall, surrounded by a crowd of new ministers.
Inside, the hall was resplendent with gold. The young king, dressed in a simple garment, smiled vacantly.
“So, royal brother, you wanted the throne all along? Why didn’t you say so earlier? I would have gladly offered it to you with both hands. Why… why cause so many deaths?”
Wei Yang’s eyes flickered, and just as he raised his hand, a minister beside him seized the moment, saying, “Your Majesty, the deposed emperor cannot be allowed to live!”
Though Wei Huan had not yet been dethroned, he was already being referred to as the deposed emperor by others.
Wei Huan smiled faintly and lowered his head, his expression unreadable.
Wei Yang’s mind was dazed. For a brief moment, memories of their years together as brothers flooded back.
“Royal brother, I made a swing especially for you. Do you want to play together?”
“Royal brother, I had Madam Xiu make this brocade robe just for you.”
“Royal brother, are you feeling sad? I’m not in a good mood today either. Let’s sit here together and be sad.”
“Royal brother, don’t cry. Look, my hand is bleeding, and I’m not crying. If you cry, I’ll cry too!”
With each innocent remark, Wei Yang’s eyes grew misty without him realizing it.
“Your Majesty must not hesitate any longer! If the deposed emperor remains, there will be endless trouble!”
Wei Yang’s gaze froze, and immediately, countless ministers knelt before him.
“Your Majesty, please be decisive. The deposed emperor is still young and innocent now, but when he grows older, he will surely resent you!”
Wei Yang felt a chill in his heart, his hand tightening around the sword.
Suddenly, a violent wind began to howl outside, accompanied by the sound of thunder. The ministers sensed something ominous, yet they knelt down and fanned the flames of discord.
“Your Majesty, even the heavens cannot bear it. They urge you to act quickly…”
“Yes, Your Majesty, the thunder is a warning from the heavens. If you show mercy, the consequences will be disastrous…”
“Your Majesty—” Countless voices echoed as everyone knelt, bowing their heads to the ground.
“Boom—” Another clap of thunder, and the sky darkened as heavy rain poured down.
Wei Yang’s lips trembled as he looked down at the sword in his hand, which had pierced through Wei Huan. Blood slowly trickled from the wound.
He didn’t know when it had happened, but somehow, he had stabbed Wei Huan with the sword.
His mind buzzed, and then came the chorus of “Your Majesty is wise.”
The young boy who had been stabbed raised his head, his pupils beginning to lose focus. “Royal brother…”
It was that familiar voice, the one that called him every day.
What had he done? Wei Yang was numb, lost in confusion, his eyes reddening without him even realizing.
Though the boy had been stabbed, he didn’t cry out in pain. Instead, he smiled.
He reached out with his pale, bloodless hand, trying to grasp Wei Yang, but he was too weak from blood loss.
“Royal brother…” He called out again, and only then did Wei Yang realize what was happening.
Watching as the boy’s life slowly ebbed away, Wei Yang felt his heart hollow out. Panic-stricken, he let go of the sword and stepped back.
Unable to reach the one he cared for most, the boy’s bright eyes slowly dimmed, like the flame of a candle nearing its end.
He closed his eyes in despair, barely breathing, his voice so faint it was almost inaudible.
“Take care, royal brother. Don’t be sad. The throne is yours now…” With that last word, the boy’s head fell, his body growing cold as the warmth left him.
It was only then that Wei Yang realized Wei Huan was gone…
The person who cared most for him was gone.
“Where is the physician?! Where is the physician?!” He went mad, as if the light that had always burned inside him had suddenly been snuffed out, leaving him in utter darkness. His body turned cold.
At that moment, he finally realized—aside from Wei Huan, was there anyone else in this world who truly cared for him?
No one…
The throne was nothing more than a fleeting thought. He had killed the only family he had in this world because of it.
Unconsciously, tears began to fall. He started laughing hysterically.
Later, he finally ascended to the throne, just as he had wished. However, no one knew exactly when, but he gradually became as cold and hard as stone.
Someone once asked, “Does His Majesty ever smile?”
An old eunuch recalled, “He did, but that was when he was young… though not too young. At least while the late emperor was alive, he smiled often.”
The filming of the drama was finally completed. Zhang Yuqing, who played Wei Yang, was overwhelmed with emotion and cried uncontrollably, his entire demeanor filled with sorrow.
Bai Ruogu patted him on the back, and only then did Zhang Yuqing manage to compose himself. He took a deep breath and, thinking about the end of the shoot, forced a smile.
The director came over, beaming, and loudly announced to everyone, “We’ve worked together for so long. Everyone must come to tonight’s wrap party. Anyone who doesn’t come is not showing respect!”
Both the actors and the crew responded in unison, smiling as they began packing up their things.
Everything had finally come to an end. That night, they all drank until they were thoroughly drunk. Bai Ruogu, not being a good drinker, could hardly walk straight afterward.
But he had a good lover, and as they were leaving, he felt an invisible hand supporting him. As soon as they stepped out of the hotel, a tall man immediately embraced him.
When they got home, Su Mou helped Bai Ruogu take a bath, dried him off, and put him to bed. He then lay down beside him.
Bai Ruogu sensed the familiar presence, so he rolled over, wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist, and buried his head in his chest.
His expression relaxed, and he quickly fell asleep.
<Dusty Life Palace> had finished airing, and a TV program had already caught wind of it. They immediately contacted the production team, hoping to have all the cast members appear on their variety show.
The show was called <Good Dramas Every Day>, a popular program that frequently featured hit dramas. Given how successful <Dusty Life Palace> had been, it didn’t really need the extra promotion, but since so many people loved the drama, they decided to use this opportunity to let more fans see behind the scenes.
When the invitation came, Bai Ruogu thought for a moment before agreeing. In the end, they scheduled the show for the following Wednesday, and no one else in the cast had any objections, they all gladly agreed.
After finishing his current work, Bai Ruogu stretched in his office chair.
He opened the calendar on his smart brain and saw that tomorrow was the “midterm assessment” for the new trainees.
“Huh?” Bai Ruogu rubbed his eyes, feeling curious.
There had been quite a few trainees this time, and he intended to thoroughly evaluate their potential.
Just then, his smart brain suddenly rang.
Bai Ruogu answered, and it was a call from the front desk.
“Hello, Mr. Bai.”
“You say,” Bai Ruogu said while flipping through his calendar.
The person on the other end hesitated but still reported honestly.
“Mr. Bai, there’s a Mr. Xu at the front desk. He says he’s a singer and that you’ve met him before.”
“Hmm?” Bai Ruogu frowned. “What’s his name?”
Downstairs, the slim young man handed his business card to the receptionist, who accepted it politely and read the name on it softly.
“This gentleman’s name… is Xu Fenglai.”
Bai Ruogu’s fingers paused, and the memories came flooding back. He recalled the man’s identity.
He searched for <36 Days of Survival in the Wilderness> on his smart brain.
Sure enough, among the eight people, there was indeed a singer named Xu Fenglai.
Taw’s Note: Hi~! I’ve been busy for a while, so there haven’t been any updates. Sorry! ಥ_ಥ