{"id":7405,"date":"2025-08-21T08:55:58","date_gmt":"2025-08-21T06:55:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=7405"},"modified":"2025-08-21T08:55:58","modified_gmt":"2025-08-21T06:55:58","slug":"your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-82-2-avenging-a-favor-with-a-vengeance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2025\/08\/21\/your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-82-2-avenging-a-favor-with-a-vengeance\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Majesty, you mustn’t! – Chapter 82.2: Avenging a Favor with a Vengeance"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n

If he weren\u2019t still getting to know Song Shuo, he\u2019d have glared at him to death. Xiao Rong stared at Song Shuo and said, “You think I can make an example of someone right now? What if the person I kill has powerful relatives? If they retaliate, are you going to the frontlines or me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Shuo replied, \u201cYou, of course. You have a sword.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi was exhausted. This kid’s mouth always said the wrong thing at the worst time.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He quickly looked at Xiao Rong, who clenched his jaw and stood up, clearly unhappy.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Within the palace, Song Shuo was one of the few who wasn\u2019t afraid of Xiao Rong. Others feared his authority\u2014he just felt a little nervous.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

However, as Xiao Rong took a step toward him, a wave of dizziness suddenly hit. Startled, Xiao Rong collapsed before he could even say a word.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi caught and shook him, trying to wake him, but Xiao Rong was completely unconscious. He immediately ordered a soldier to fetch the doctor.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

As Gao panicked, he noticed Song Shuo\u2019s stunned expression. He called out, “Mr. Song?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Shuo continued to stare blankly and finally murmured, “Did I\u2026 anger him into fainting?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Before, when Xiao Rong was frequently ill, Song Shuo hadn\u2019t joined them yet. The one time he fainted recently, Song Shuo had been out, and by the time he returned, Xiao Rong was already up and about, so he never truly grasped Xiao Rong\u2019s frailty.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Seeing Song\u2019s nervous look, Gao Xunzhi swallowed his initial words and gravely nodded. “That\u2019s right. Little Rong\u2019s body is weak. When angered, he falls ill easily.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So be careful next time and don\u2019t poke his sore spots with every word.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Shuo looked at the unconscious Xiao Rong and nervously clenched his fingers. He believed Gao\u2019s explanation, but still felt something was off. “But Xiao Rong often gets mad at the King\u2014why doesn\u2019t he faint then?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He calmly met Song\u2019s gaze for two seconds and finally said, \u201cBecause he\u2019s used to it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Shuo: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

You can get used to that?!<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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No matter how bizarre it seemed, Song Shuo had no choice but to accept it\u2014Gao Xunzhi clearly knew Xiao Rong better.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Later, the one who came to treat Xiao Rong wasn\u2019t the palace doctor but Tribe Chief Agusejia. This time she didn\u2019t try any of her folk remedies but used newly learned Central Plains medical practices. After much fussing\u2014none of which Xiao Rong could feel\u2014he finally woke up, only to find everyone had left.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Unlike his usual behavior of immediately seeking out the King, today\u2019s Xiao Rong remained extremely calm\u2014so calm it felt unreal.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He stared silently at the canopy for a while before slowly sitting up. Gao Xunzhi was beside him. Xiao Rong looked at him and asked softly, “The King hasn\u2019t left Yanmen Country yet, has he?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi nodded. “According to yesterday\u2019s military report, the King said he\u2019ll set out tomorrow.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong said, “Yes, General Jian said the same thing. Everything is calm in Yanmen Country, and no one dares to cause trouble under the King\u2019s nose.”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So, who was it?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Was it Qu Yunmie who unintentionally did something, or was someone in Yanmen acting privately? Did something unexpected happen in Shengle, or was there trouble from somewhere even farther away\u2014somewhere he couldn\u2019t even imagine?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He hated this feeling of knowing danger was approaching but being unable to pinpoint where it would come from. He had hated it before, and he hated it now.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The degree of hatred was about the same, but since Qu Yunmie wasn\u2019t by his side and he couldn\u2019t grab him by the collar and question him about every little thing, this feeling of frustration suddenly became unbearable.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong sat on the bed with pursed lips. He hadn\u2019t spoken for a long time and even forgot that Gao Xunzhi was still in the room. It was only when an aged but powerful hand pressed down on his knee that he came back to himself.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong looked up and saw Gao Xunzhi giving him a comforting smile: “Little Rong, don\u2019t worry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>He will come back.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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This time, the symptoms were worse than the previous two times. After waking up, Xiao Rong also felt very weak. He couldn\u2019t tell whether it was due to the system or just exhaustion. Either way, he didn\u2019t want to get up.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

For some reason, Song Shuo suddenly changed from being lazy to diligent. All the official work Xiao Rong abandoned was taken over by him. Every time he looked at Xiao Rong, he seemed guilty. Xiao Rong couldn\u2019t be bothered to ask why. If Song Shuo wanted to work, then let him handle it all.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

How rare. Since he met up with the Northern Army, Xiao Rong hadn\u2019t had any time to rest. Day and night\u2014even when he was idle\u2014he would still simulate what might happen in the future. Today was the first time in ages that he truly put down everything and rested.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Even so, the others didn\u2019t care about his depressed, \u2018I quit life\u2019 attitude. In fact, they were quite pleased. Even Danran, when she came to deliver medicine, said, “Mr. Xiao is always too busy. If this keeps up, it\u2019ll ruin your health. Mr. Xiao, just rest well. Don\u2019t worry about Huichun Hall\u2014I\u2019m here!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong looked at Danran expressionlessly, then looked away coldly.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Huichun Hall? He didn\u2019t care about something that had already completed its purpose.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Danran: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Even acting cute didn\u2019t get a reaction from Mr. Xiao anymore\u2014he really was in a bad mood.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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Although people usually visited Xiao Rong\u2019s residence, it was never as lively as today. People came and went as if it were a theater. Xiao Rong got annoyed, so he simply lay down and slept. When he woke up again, it was already dark outside, and candles had been lit in the room. Under the candlelight, Xiao Rong noticed something.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing\u2019s head was matte\u2014it didn\u2019t reflect light under illumination.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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Mijing sat in a chair. No one knew how long he had been waiting there. When he heard the rustling from the bed, he opened his eyes and stopped twirling the prayer beads in his hand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong looked at the smooth, warm-looking prayer beads in his hand and asked lazily, “Are you here to cheer me up too?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing smiled. \u201cThere are some things that everyone can\u2019t do. Cheering people up is something I can\u2019t do. I have spent almost my whole life delivering bad news.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong couldn\u2019t help but sit up. \u201cUsually when people say that, the next sentence starts with \u2018but.\u2019\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing shook his head. \u201cNo \u2018but.\u2019 I came to deliver bad news.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He felt numb. After a while, he said, “Alright, tell me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After all, when you have enough lice, they don\u2019t itch anymore; when you owe enough debt, it stops bothering you.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

When he said that, Mijing nodded and then completely sold out Qu Yunmie. \u201cThe night before the King\u2019s departure, he invited me to tea. While we brewed tea, he asked me not to tell you about it. He thought that if something happened in Chenliu, as long as it didn\u2019t harm the foundation, you wouldn\u2019t tell him. So he asked me to be the messenger.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong braced himself for some terrible news, and this was it?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He blinked and asked his first question: \u201cWhy you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing answered, \u201cThe King said I was the only one in the palace who couldn\u2019t be persuaded by you. I only do what I believe is right.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Sounded reasonable.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So Xiao Rong asked his second question: \u201cThen why did you tell me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing looked slightly surprised, as if he hadn\u2019t expected the question. \u201cBecause I only do what I believe is right. Right now, I believe telling you is the right thing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He couldn\u2019t help but say, \u201cIf the King finds out, he\u2019ll probably be mad at you again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing smiled faintly. \u201cIt\u2019s fine. Even if the King dislikes me again, he won\u2019t actually do anything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong scoffed. \u201cYou\u2019re quite confident.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So many times, Qu Yunmie had wanted to take action. If not for Xiao Rong stopping him with all his might, Mijing would\u2019ve ended up wandering again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

These were words Xiao Rong would never say aloud. Even though he knew Mijing was someone who could endure anything for the people, he didn\u2019t want to test him with meaningless arguments. The most fragile thing in this world was the human heart.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yet, even without Xiao Rong saying it, Mijing knew what he meant. Qu Yunmie wore all his emotions on his face. If he wanted to hide something, he\u2019d need to cooperate too.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After a moment of silence, Mijing continued, \u201cIt\u2019s not about confidence. I have seen the King\u2019s self-control. That night, he not only asked me to inform on you, but he also shared some of his true feelings. He said that if anything happened to you, not even ten Xianbei lives would be enough to pay.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong\u2019s expression changed, and he rushed to defend Qu Yunmie. \u201cNo, the King was just speaking casually. He wouldn\u2019t do that!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing looked at Xiao Rong with an expression that said, \u2018Do you really believe that?\u2019<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Seeing Xiao Rong speechless, Mijing smiled again. \u201cThe King is a man of his word. He definitely would do it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong opened his mouth, about to say more, but Mijing cut in, \u201cand hearing him say that made me feel relieved.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong said, \u201cHuh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing raised an eyebrow. \u201cNot even ten Xianbei lives would be enough. After suffering such deep grief, he can still control himself and only direct his rage toward his enemies. I must say, that one sentence from the King reassured me. He was no longer that Northern King who killed over trivial matters. I no longer fear he\u2019d suddenly go on a killing spree.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong was stunned for a while, then looked at Mijing. \u201cHe never was\u2014those were all just rumors.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He said this with a clear conscience\u2014because he had already forgotten about the young Emperor who, in the official history, died in Mijing\u2019s arms.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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So this was why Mijing\u2019s attitude changed\u2014Xiao Rong felt a little happy. This time, it wasn\u2019t due to his own efforts, but Qu Yunmie\u2019s help\u2014without even knowing it.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After enjoying the cheerful feeling for a moment, Xiao Rong tilted his head and asked, \u201cSo, he really was worried something would happen to me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Worried? He couldn\u2019t even hear it mentioned. Just bringing it up would set him off.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After a moment\u2019s silence, Mijing smiled. \u201cYou do look like someone worth worrying about.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong\u2019s mood got even better.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

It wasn\u2019t just him worrying about Qu Yunmie\u2014Qu Yunmie also worried about him. He feared Qu Yunmie would die out there, and Qu Yunmie feared he\u2019d die in Chenliu.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Nice. Very fair.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Knowing he wasn\u2019t the only one suffering and worrying\u2014his heart instantly felt balanced.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He threw off the covers and got out of bed. In high spirits, he said, \u201cI still have some unfinished work. Good. It\u2019s late, so no one will come looking for you, right? You take half, I take half. If we move fast, maybe you\u2019ll be able to go home by midnight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

When Mijing just sat there, stunned, Xiao Rong frowned and urged him, \u201cHurry up! If you dawdle too long, it\u2019ll be past midnight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mijing: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

No wonder he fell for you.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

You and him\u2014both the type to repay kindness with betrayal.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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If he weren\u2019t still getting to know Song Shuo, he\u2019d have glared at him to death. Xiao Rong stared at Song Shuo and said, “You think I can make an example of someone right now? What if the person I kill has powerful relatives? If they retaliate, are you going to the frontlines or me?\u201d […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":6644,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[107],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7405","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-your-majesty","entry","has-media"],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/20240106180053_200_280-1.jpg?fit=199%2C280&ssl=1","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7405","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7405"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7405\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7410,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7405\/revisions\/7410"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6644"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7405"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7405"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7405"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}