Chapter 62 It’s Hard to Be Human

Chapter 62: It's Hard to Be a Person

Su Zheng didn't budge, quietly watching Luo Yunchen, and said coldly, "Can you not act crazy? Is it that hard to act like a person?"

Luo Yunchen gave a low laugh and said, "It's all because A Zheng is just too tempting, I can't control myself."

Ignoring Luo Yunchen's words, Su Zheng's voice turned even colder, nearly indifferent: "You like the pain so much? You don't even care if you bleed dry? Fine, just say the word, and I promise, from now on, whether you're in pain or injured, I won't say a single thing."

With that, Su Zheng pushed himself up to get off the daybed.

All traces of smile vanished from Luo Yunchen's face, and panic flickered in his eyes. He quickly grabbed Su Zheng's arm to stop him from leaving.

His eyes glistened, making him look like a harmless puppy, begging pathetically: "A Zheng, brother, don't go. I was wrong, so wrong. Just forgive me this once, okay? Just this once! Brother, dear brother, don't talk to me like that, it scares me!"

Su Zheng sucked in a breath!

"And you think I'm not scared when you spout nonsense all day?!"

Luo Yunchen gingerly shook Su Zheng's arm: "Brother, Brother A Zheng, please don't ignore me, okay? I'll be good, okay, brother? Don't abandon me, don't push me away..."

Ha!

Up here, it's "A Zheng"; down below, it's "brother."

You've got the whole title game figured out.

Su Zheng closed his eyes and took a calming breath.

He told himself: just scare the little wolf a little, no point in getting really mad and messing himself up.

Opening his eyes again, Su Zheng's tone softened a little: "For real gonna behave?"

Luo Yunchen quickly nodded: "I'll behave!"

"Then let go of me first. I need to get off the bed."

Luo Yunchen pressed his lips together, pouting, and slowly let go, clearly reluctant.

Su Zheng got off the bed and straightened his clothes, and said, "Lie down properly. I'll go check if the imperial physician's here."

But Luo Yunchen still grabbed Su Zheng, refusing to let him go.

Meeting Su Zheng's eyes, Luo Yunchen offered a bitter smile: "Brother, I can't see the imperial physician this time around, or someone's bound to find out I snuck out of the palace last night..."

He didn't need to finish; Su Zheng understood.

After a moment's thought, frowning, Su Zheng looked back at Luo Yunchen and pulled out the dagger he had on him.

Luo Yunchen looked confused: "What are you going to do, brother?"

Su Zheng didn't reply. He drew the dagger, examined it—very sharp.

Luo Yunchen watched Su Zheng as if he was seriously admiring the dagger, but in the next instant, Su Zheng turned his wrist and slashed the dagger across his own fingertip.

The movement was sudden and swift; Luo Yunchen couldn't stop him in time. His pupils contracted, and he cried out in shock: "A Zheng!"

Then, ignoring his own wound, he lunged up to grab Su Zheng's hand.

Su Zheng tried to push him back down but couldn't; his hand was caught by Luo Yunchen.

The next second, a warm, moist touch enveloped his fingertip.

Su Zheng's fingers twitched, wanting to pull his hand back but unable to, so he could only say: "It's just a small cut. If you don't let go, it'll heal on its own."

After a moment, Luo Yunchen let go, his voice barely hiding his anger and worry: "A Zheng's lying! That wound is clearly deep! Why the hell did you cut yourself?!"

Su Zheng didn't care: "It's nothing, just a little cut. It'll heal in two days. It can't compare to your wound. Since you can't see the physician, I'll have him treat me and get some medicine for you."

Luo Yunchen stared up at Su Zheng, dazed, then dropped his head and released Su Zheng's hand.

Su Zheng stood up, made Luo Yunchen lie down, lowered the gauze curtain, and went to the outer hall.

Luo Yunchen lifted his drooping eyes, his dark red gaze fixed on the direction Su Zheng had left, as if he could see Su Zheng's figure through the layers of gauze.

He raised one hand and placed it over one eye, curled his lips, and whispered: "A Zheng, A Zheng, A Zheng, why are you so good to me?"

"A Zheng, do you know how sweet your kindness is? It makes the lonely, dark, brutal, filthy me, submerged in the abyss of the icy hell, taste a delicious and pleasant scent."

"A Zheng, I've savored so much of your goodness. How could I ever let you go? That would kill me."

In the outer hall, Su Zheng once again acted like a domineering, unreasonable bandit prince, confiscated the imperial physician's medicine, and sent him away.

He returned to the inner hall to apply medicine and bandage Luo Yunchen.

After finishing, Su Zheng covered Luo Yunchen with a brocade quilt: "Close your eyes. There's still some time until dawn. Rest well."

Seeing that Su Zheng had no intention of coming to bed, Luo Yunchen asked, "Brother isn't coming to sleep?"

"You sleep well. I'll go to the couch."

Luo Yunchen wanted to refuse, not wanting Su Zheng to go to the couch.

But seeing Su Zheng's unwavering gaze and recalling that Su Zheng had seemed genuinely angry earlier,

Luo Yunchen bit his lower lip, holding back tightly to stop himself from speaking.

With a gaze full of longing and grievance, he watched Su Zheng walk away.

The two slept for less than two hours before getting up.

After washing up and having breakfast, they went to the Shangshu Bureau for class.

Grand Tutor Min today in class commented on the essays and policy papers of the various princes.

After going through the studies of several princes one by one, Grand Tutor Min specifically highlighted the essay of the Tenth Prince, Su Wang.

"Brilliant literary talent and insightful views. For the Tenth Prince to have such broad vision at his young age is truly rare. Good, good."

Then he asked the Tenth Prince to present his essay to everyone for collective review and appreciation.

The Tenth Prince, Su Wang, stood straight-backed, holding his head high as if to forcibly elevate himself.

With humble gestures but an expression not lacking in pride, he flattered the Grand Tutor's words, then spoke confidently about his essay.

Naturally, he received a round of nodding approval and envious praise.

After the Tenth Prince sat down, Grand Tutor Min brought up another essay with great satisfaction: "Finally, I have one more policy paper here. It's about methods for settling displaced people and beggars. The content is truly wonderful. I was deeply impressed and admired it! This policy paper was written by the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince has the welfare of the people at heart, and what he wrote takes a unique approach, all outstanding strategies beneficial to the country and the people! How about asking the Crown Prince to personally explain his insights, so we can all learn from and discuss them? What do you think?"

Su Zheng was dumbfounded and stunned.

What policy essay? What insights?

He was just here to go through the motions, a background character. What did he have to do with this?!

Su Zheng: "System, system, quick, what's happening?!"

The system hasn't given him an answer yet.

Luo Yunchen noticed Su Zheng's panicked look, but Su Zheng maintained a calm facade. Luo Yunchen smirked and stood up.

Luo Yunchen cupped his hands in greeting to Grand Tutor Min and said, "Grand Tutor, the Crown Prince was unwell last night and has not fully recovered. He is not well enough to speak much. The Crown Prince previously discussed this essay with me. Why not let me retell it?"

While Luo Yunchen was speaking, Su Zheng also learned the situation from the system.

Luo Yunchen had taken the methods Su Zheng casually mentioned for resettling beggars and refugees, refined them into a policy essay, and submitted it as Su Zheng's homework!

Su Zheng pointed a finger at Luo Yunchen, then nodded at the Grand Tutor, his expression calm but respectful.

Whoever made this mess should fix it!