Good Luck Wedding 060 - Resurrection After Death

 

Ye Yunting’s his heart raced with anxiety as prepared to reveal the deeply-buried secret within him.

He had imagined countless scenarios and was prepared for the possibility that Li Fengqi might not easily believe him. After all, such bizarre claims could seem like baseless nonsense or utter absurdity to anyone else.

But he never anticipated these words from Li Fengqi:

If it's the Eldest Young Master saying something, then of course, I believe in it. But if the words come from other people, perhaps not. 

 

In his heart, Ye Yunting was different from anyone else.

Over their time together, Li Fengqi had showered him with countless expressions of affection. But there always seemed to be a hint of teasing in his tone, like it was just a joke, so Ye Yunting did not dare take those words too seriously.

This time, however, he sensed sincerity and gravity within them, stirring his heart.

Ye Yunting's gaze gradually grew more resolute.

When he spoke again, his voice carried conviction: "I've dreamed twice about the Shen family betraying you. In one dream, you were trapped in your palace while your mother returned to the capital from Rongyang. She wrote a letter to Shen Zhongyu for help, but when Shen Zhongyu found out, he sent people disguised as bandits to kill her. This act served as proof of his loyalty and earned him Li Zong's trust and reliance. In another dream, Shen Zhongyu knew that he was guilty and feared future retribution from you, so he ordered for your food to be poisoned in secret in order to assassinate you..."

With each word Ye Yunting spoke, Li Fengqi's expression grew more serious, his brows furrowing deeper—what Ye Yunting said didn't match anything he knew.

Moreover, Ye Yunting claimed it was all from a dream... Li Fengqi knew Ye Yunting wasn't one to make things up; there had to be something strange going on. So, he listened without interrupting.

Seeing that Li Fengqi didn't question him, Ye Yunting felt more at ease. He swallowed hard, organized his thoughts, and told Li Fengqi about all the unusual dreams he'd had since his rebirth:

"I know it’s absurd and farfetched to accuse the Shen family based on what I saw in dreams, but these aren't ordinary dreams... What I see in them actually happened in my previous life..."

The dreams were shown from Li Fengqi's perspective, revealing events he hadn't known about during his previous life. In these dreams, he seemed more like an observer, watching various incidents unfold as they had in his past life. By comparing numerous details with what he already knew, he could confirm that these dreams indeed really happened.

He took a deep breath, his fingers unconsciously clenching as he revealed a secret he'd never shared with anyone before: "I... I actually died once." He didn’t look at Li Fengqi; his eyes were lowered, but it seemed like there was no focus for his gaze.

He continued, "I died, and then came back to life. I've returned to the year when I first entered the Prince's palace to get married."

In truth, Ye Yunqing himself was still confused about this matter of resurrection after death. How could he explain something he didn't fully understand to Li Fengqi who hadn't experienced anything like it? He could only use simple, clear words to make him understand what happened more easily.

Li Fengqi stared at him, his throat going dry. His lips moved several times before he managed to speak. "Died? How did you die?"

He stared at Ye Yunting, and the first question he asked was still about him.

Anger boiled in Li Fengqi’s eyes. How had Ye Yunqing died despite being under his protection? Judging by Ye Yunqing's demeanor, this wasn't a peaceful death after a long life: he had died young, perhaps even murdered.

Taken aback slightly, Ye Yunqing raised his eyes and met Li Fengqi's gaze. His lips trembled for a moment and he said, "I... I died from poison. I accidentally drank soup laced with poison."

"Does it have something to do with me?" Li Fengqi was so perceptive. Ye Yunting had just said that Shen Zhongyu poisoned him due to guilt. Now he said that he had accidentally drunk poison-laced soup and died. It was obvious who the poison was originally meant for.

Ye Yunting didn't answer. He hadn't brought up matters of the past life to make Li Fengqi feel guilty about his death, nor to seek favor. If possible, he would rather not tell him about these past life matters at all. After all, those times were dark memories for both of them.

But his silence only made Li Fengqi more certain.

Li Fengqi sighed, took hold of Ye Yunting's clenched pale hand and held it in his palm, and gently pried open his fingers one by one. He interlaced their hands tightly and whispered, "Tell me everything from your last life."

“…” Ye Yunting hesitated for a moment, but still told him everything. From the time he failed to resist being forced into the Prince's Palace, until his soul lingered after death, hearing Ji Lian's words when he came to pay his respects.

When Li Fengqi finished listening, he remained silent for a long time.

After a long moment, Li Fengqi let out a laugh. "So what the Astrology Tower Directorate said was true, after all. The Eldest Young Master really is my lucky star."

Ye Yunting looked at him in surprise, his expression hinting at annoyance. How could he say such cheesy words at this moment?

But Li Fengqi's teasing lightened Ye Yunting's heavy heart, and the corners of his tense lips curved slightly. "Does the Prince believe me that easily? I... actually have no evidence to prove my words."

Despite the bizarre nature of these events, Li Fengqi hadn't doubted them for a second from start to finish. He'd accepted everything without question, making it seem as though Ye Yunting's restless tossing and turning had been unnecessary.

"I believe you," Li Fengqi said slowly, letting out a breath. Then he smiled. "It's not just because of your words now, but also some unusual things you did before."

He listed Ye Yunting's strange actions one by one: when he entered the Palace, he ignored the emperor's warning and insisted on taking care of Li Fengqi; he deliberately made himself sick in order to obtain medicine for Li Fengqi’s poison; and while he was still sick, he came looking for Li Fengqi again, trying every possible way to send word to the northern border... He seemed certain about the outcome of many things.

It wasn't that Li Fengqi hadn't noticed; he just chose not to bring it up.

At the time, he figured that no matter what secrets Ye Yunting held, they were already on the same boat, living and dying together. Whatever secret Ye Yunqing held, there was no need for him to pry into it. As they spent more time together, Li Fengqi found himself falling for Ye Yunqing without immediatly realizing it. And he decided if Ye Yunqing didn't want to talk about it, then he'd wait until Ye Yunqing felt ready to share.

And now, that moment had come.

The secret sounded bizarre, but it didn’t come completely out of nowhere.

In fact, when Ye Yunqing described his actions in their previous lifetime, they actually matched Li Fengqi's usual way of doing things, if Ye Yunqing hadn't helped him this time around and instead chosen to escape from the Palace at the first chance. In the desperate situation with no friends or family left, utterly alone, he might have still chosen to endure the humiliation and cooperate with Han Chan, embarking on a road of revenge while bearing disgrace. Given his personality, it wouldn't be surprising to him if he turned cruel and bloodthirsty under such circumstances.

Hearing him lay out these flaws, Ye Yunting had a sudden realization, and he felt a little embarrassed: "So you’ve already noticed it."

He had always thought he'd kept these matters hidden perfectly, only to discover that Li Fengqi had seen right through him—but never said a word.

Li Fengqi smiled and gently caressed Ye Yunting's hand before teasing him again, "Was I being a considerate husband?"

“…” Ye Yunting choked, and the fond feelings in his heart faded a little. He quickly pulled his hand away and changed the subject, "What should we do about the Shen family?"

With his hands empty, Li Fengqi twisted his fingers and savored the moment briefly before responding, "We'll just ignore them for now. Li Zong is returning to the capital soon. I want to see how they plan to continue their act if we don't respond."

Ye Yunting understood the implication behind his words and felt alarmed, "You mean that Li Zong...?"

Li Fengqi nodded, "The Shen family has been declining over these years. Shen Zhongyu may not be very capable, but he certainly has great ambition. To revive the Shen family, he needs to align himself with someone powerful. Li Zong is young and has lost the Yin family's support, making it an opportune time for the Shen family to step in."

Nieyang only had Jializhou and Qianzhou under its jurisdiction. If the Shen family could gain Li Zong's trust and bring the capital’s three provinces into their fold, the Shen family's status would certainly change.

"That means he must show his sincerity by winning the emperor's trust," Li Fengqi said in a calm tone. "For example... by conspiring with Li Zong to lead me to rebel."

Ever since he and Li Zong had a falling out, Li Zong had been eager to get rid of Li Fengqi. But he couldn't find any evidence against him, and so he could find no reason to do so.

This time, Li Zong’s being injured by the rebel army was actually an excellent opportunity to provoke him to act.

Li Zong might have been wounded, but his life was not in danger. He was just putting on a show for those harboring ulterior motives.

"Li Zong has learned a bit this time around," Li Fengqi scoffed, and looked at Ye Yunting with a smile. "A pity that I have the help of the Eldest Young Master, so unfortunately his efforts will all be in vain."

“…” Ye Yunting didn’t answer, shifting his gaze away. "Should we tell Mother about this?"

"Let's rest now. We can discuss it in the daytime." Li Fengqi thought for a moment, then his eyes flickered with a hint of malice. "It's a good time to reply to that cousin of mine."

The two had talked for so long that the sky outside was already starting to brighten.

Only when he said this did Ye Yunting realize how tired he was, and couldn’t help yawning. After half the night spent dreaming and reliving memories from his past life, he felt drained. He decided to sleep first and regain some energy as advised.

Li Fengqi laid down on his side, facing towards him, and offered his arm. "Eldest Young Master, hold on tight. It might help you avoid more nightmares."

"..." Ye Yunting shot him a glare, then pulled the quilt over his head to reject this 'helpful' gesture.

--

Because they had gone to bed late, Ye Yunting didn't wake up until noon.

There was no one in bed beside him. He got up, changed his clothes, and stepped outside. Li Fengqi had just returned from outside, holding a letter in his hand. Seeing that Ye Yunting was awake, Li Fengqi waved a hand and smiled. "Are you awake now? I've just finished writing this reply. Take a look. We'll have it sent off to Shen Zhongyu later."

“?” Ye Yunting remembered hearing him say something about a reply last night, but he hadn't expected Li Fengqi to move so fast. Besides, since he'd already said that he wouldn't take the bait, there was no need to reply.

Still puzzled, he took the letter and unfolded it. As he read through line by line, his expression shifted from confusion to shock. Finally, he put the letter away, clapping his hands and laughing with delight. "When Shen Zhongyu sees this, I bet that he’ll be so angry that he can't eat."

Li Fengqi was skilled at angering people, and as long as it wasn't aimed at himself personally, Ye Yunting found it interesting to watch him irritate others.

 

=== Author’s Notes ===

77: ? When have I ever been angry with my wife??? I only know how to be affectionate with my wife. =3=

Tingting: ? !

 

=== Translator’s Notes ===

The secret’s out!!!

Also, lol@Ye Yunting being “ah yes, my troll husband being a troll.”