Pathological Trapping - Chap 117
　　”If you insist on an answer, then this one doesn’t count.”
　　Li Dezhuang smiled and asked back: “Why would I like him?”
　　Li Yu lowered his head and said nothing.
　　The letter clenched in his hand.
　　”Your Majesty Chunlie was injured because of you. He had a high fever for several days. When he was groggy, he kept chanting your name. He wanted to find you even when he was delirious with fever. He wanted to find you even when he rolled out of bed.”
　　He raised his head and looked at Li Dezhuang. “He has your portraits hanging all over the house. He painted your portrait on cloth, asked an embroiderer to embroider it, and made it into a pillow. He hugs it every day and talks to it.”
　　That kind of infatuation would move even bystanders.
　　Li Dezhuang pursed his lips.
　　My mood is complicated. Sometimes I feel sour and sometimes I feel speechless.
　　Mu Jian is a person…
　　He is really seriously ill.
　　”After His Majesty knew you were gone, he couldn’t sleep well all day. He could only sleep for a while by hugging that pillow. His Majesty really cared about you.”
　　Li Yu handed over the letter, “His Highness said that if you, Staff Officer Ji, don’t keep your word, then let me give you this second letter.”
　　It was a thin letter, right before my eyes, yet it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
　　Li Dezhuang took it, but did not open it and tore it up directly.
　　Li Yu widened his eyes.
　　”Staff Officer Ji! What are you doing…”
　　Li Yu froze.
　　Just looking at the torn letter.
　　At this time, another gust of wind blew over, blowing away the fragments of the letter in Li Dezhuang’s hand. They fluttered all over the ground like snow.
　　Li Yu’s gaze subconsciously fell on the ground.
　　On the fragments that fell at his feet were Mu Jian’s handwriting.
　　——Guard Li, I was wrong.
　　The other one reads.
　　——Can you come back?
　　But Li Dezhuang didn’t even look at him and spoke in a flat voice.
　　”He only told you to give it to me, but he didn’t say I must see it.”
　　Li Yu was a little anxious.
　　”Even if you just take a look… Your Majesty is the emperor now, even if you do it for yourself…”
　　Li Dezhuang interrupted him.
　　The voice was very calm. “You only brought one sentence to him. Ask him if he has forgotten how my relationship with him began?”
　　Li Yu was speechless.
　　Li Dezhuang had nothing to say to him, so he walked past Li Yu in silence.
　　He left so cleanly and decisively, as if he had really cut off everything from the past.
　　Liu Zhuangshi hid behind a pillar and eavesdropped. He waited until Li Yu left before he stepped forward and picked up a piece of paper on the ground. It said;
　　——I miss you so much.
　　Signed…
　　Mu Jian…
　　Liu Zhuangshi suddenly remembered that the person sitting on the dragon throne now had this name.
　　Li Dezhuang’s abdominal wound was infected and he had a high fever. He grabbed his hand and called out this name…
　　One day later, late at night.
　　A carrier pigeon flew into the imperial city, passed through layers of palace walls, and landed on the open space outside the imperial study.
　　Immediately, a eunuch ran over, carefully took the letter from under the pigeon, and carefully presented it to the emperor.
　　Their newly enthroned emperor had been sitting in the imperial study six days ago, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.
　　Now that this letter, which had come from thousands of miles away, was placed on the desk, it finally brought a little color to the eyes of the young emperor.
　　The letter unfolded slowly.
　　It says that Li Shiwei now uses the alias Ji Enxu and works as a staff officer in the general’s mansion. He has drawn various weapons and invented a greenhouse so that Yanmen Pass can enjoy summer vegetables and fruits in late spring.
　　Mu Jian could see the bright and dazzling Li Dezhuang between the lines.
　　The smile accumulated little by little in the corners of his eyes.
　　But when the young emperor read the last line, he felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. The smile that had gathered in his eyes with great difficulty disappeared completely.
　　——Mr. Li tore up the letter and asked me to ask Your Majesty if you still remember how your relationship with him started.
　　Chapter 91 Love is not the only thing in life
　　Li Yu left decisively.
　　It was beyond Li Dezhuang’s expectation.
　　He originally wanted to send someone to follow him secretly, but gave up after thinking about it. Li Yu was very skilled, and the possibility of being discovered was too high.
　　If he knew that he had sent someone to follow him, it would seem that he was not decisive enough. So he just took advantage of the time when no one was around, secretly picked up the torn papers one by one, put them in his pocket, ran back to the house, and pieced them back together one by one under the candlelight.
　　This cannot be called a letter, it is simply a self-criticism.
　　The words are sincere and the language is humble.
　　Li Dezhuang was trying to piece the pieces together while looking at the pieces, and then he realized that one piece was missing.
　　He ran out to look for it again, but he didn’t see it after looking around for a while.
　　When I turned around, I saw Liu Zhuangshi standing not far away, holding a small page of letter paper.
　　Li Dezhuang’s mind buzzed, and he prayed that Mu Jian would not make any dirty jokes on the last page. He walked over and said, “So you picked it up.”
　　”Brother Ji tore up the letter so decisively that I thought he wouldn’t even read it.”
　　Liu Zhuangshi placed the letter on Li Dezhuang’s outstretched palm.
　　Before Li Dezhuang could figure out how to answer the child’s question, the child gave him a fatal blow.
　　”Brother Ji likes His Majesty?”
　　”Well, no.” Please listen to my explanation.
　　”Your Majesty also likes Brother Ji.”
　　”Yeah?”
　　”Why isn’t Brother Ji talking?”
　　”Uh…” Wait a minute, let me think of an excuse.
　　Liu Zhuangshi added, “When Brother Ji was unconscious, he kept calling His Majesty. Sometimes he called His Majesty, and sometimes he called your name. When the doctor was bandaging you, you were unconscious and thought it was His Majesty. You even grabbed him and asked him to be gentler.”
　　It’s over…
　　Barbie Q.
　　There’s no way to justify it.
