{"id":7627,"date":"2025-10-30T08:41:42","date_gmt":"2025-10-30T07:41:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=7627"},"modified":"2025-10-30T08:41:42","modified_gmt":"2025-10-30T07:41:42","slug":"your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-90-2-warning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2025\/10\/30\/your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-90-2-warning\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Majesty, you mustn’t! – Chapter 90.2 – Warning"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n

Xiao Rong smiled again. If Yu Shaoxie were here, he\u2019d recognize it as the same expression Xiao Rong had shown him that afternoon. “You can\u2019t answer, but I know. Because you\u2019re used to it. The battlefield is your personal domain. Anyone who isn\u2019t your enemy is your burden. You charge ahead recklessly because you don\u2019t care about your own life.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong stepped closer, narrowing the distance between them. In a soft but deadly serious voice, he asked, \u201cThen what am I? If all I care about is your life \u2014 then how ridiculous do you think I look?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qu Yunmie\u2019s eyes turned bloodshot. He stared at Xiao Rong, unable to speak a word.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2014\u2014 <\/span>Clang.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2014\u2014 <\/span>Crash!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Outside the tent, Jian Qiao nearly strangled Zhang Biezhi. “Put those damn chopsticks down!!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhang Biezhi, aggrieved and scared, shoved them in his chest to make sure they\u2019d never fall again. Then he nodded resolutely to the others.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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

Zhang Biezhi had truly earned every scolding he ever got.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

They all anxiously looked back at the silent tent \u2014 but heard nothing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Inside, both Xiao Rong and Qu Yunmie heard the sound. Xiao Rong guessed someone was eavesdropping but lowered his eyes and ignored it. Qu Yunmie, however, couldn\u2019t think of anything else anymore.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He opened his mouth, then again \u2014 and finally said, \u201cI didn\u2019t\u2026 not care\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He had so many things to do now. He knew someone was waiting for him in Chenliu. He had even\u2026 even felt regret after being shot!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He didn’t care, no!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Those words felt so pale. He said he did care\u2014yet what did he do? The moment he got angry, he ignored everything. Not only did he disregard Xiao Rong, he even forgot himself, even his own mother. He jumped easily into the enemy\u2019s trap, forgetting the living and the dead alike. He became a killing machine, yet forgot he wasn\u2019t a machine\u2014he was human\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2013and humans die.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qu Yunmie could no longer explain himself. His throat clogged up, his body still ached badly, and his heart hurt even more. Regret surged in again, sharp and overwhelming, making him involuntarily close his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

In a hoarse voice, he said, “I was wrong.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>I was wrong\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>I know I was wrong, A\u2019Rong. I won\u2019t make the same mistake again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong pressed his lips together but only gently shook his head at Qu Yunmie. “I\u2019m not you. I learn my lesson after suffering once. I was also wrong, and I truly won\u2019t make the same mistake again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qu Yunmie heard these words, and his body felt as if it was on the verge of collapsing. He felt abandoned\u2014not by Xiao Rong, but by everything. His eyes turned red as he looked at Xiao Rong, but Xiao Rong no longer looked at him. He simply stared at the shadow on the ground, stretched by the lantern light, and forced out the words, <\/span>\u201c<\/span>Your Majesty, take care. Please rest well for the next few days. Once Your Majesty is healed, we still need to settle our accounts with the Xianbei.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong silently waited. He knew Qu Yunmie well, but not completely. At this moment, he guessed Qu Yunmie might try to stall, and be unwilling to leave\u2014Xiao Rong already prepared to deal with that.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

However, Qu Yunmie didn\u2019t cling. He stared at Xiao Rong for a long time, realized that Xiao Rong truly no longer softened toward him\u2014so Qu Yunmie turned around, dazed and aimless, and walked out.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

What he didn\u2019t know was that the moment he turned around, Xiao Rong had already lifted his head. He watched as Qu Yunmie took those stiff steps, and saw how Qu Yunmie raised his trembling hands.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong kept watching until he couldn\u2019t see him anymore.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Then he collapsed back onto the mat like he had no strength left. The food beside him had long gone cold, but it didn\u2019t matter\u2014Xiao Rong couldn\u2019t eat anything now. He, too, began to repeat to himself stubbornly, like Qu Yunmie once did.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>I wasn\u2019t wrong. I really wasn\u2019t wrong.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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Inside the tent, the conversation had been fragmented. The few people waiting outside hadn\u2019t heard much, but from the context, they figured out what was going on.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The five of them stood awkwardly in a row, like candied hawthorn skewers, and Qu Yunmie walked past them without the slightest reaction.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhang Biezhi didn\u2019t even dare breathe loudly. He silently watched Qu Yunmie leave, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a wave of sadness.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

This was someone else\u2019s matter\u2014and more specifically, the business of the King he had never really cared about, so that sorrow passed quickly. He returned to normal and whispered to Jian Qiao beside him, <\/span>\u201c<\/span>Did the King\u2019s poisoning affect his eyesight? Or maybe his brain?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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

He slowly turned his head.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n

What saved Zhang Biezhi from a punch was a sentence from Gao Xunzhi. <\/span>\u201c<\/span>Jian Qiao, tonight you\u2019ll watch over the King.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Jian Qiao clenched his fist, then gave a muffled reply. Before he left, he vengefully bumped Zhang Biezhi\u2019s shoulder, making him grimace but not dare to yelp.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Afterward, Gao Xunzhi stepped toward Xiao Rong\u2019s tent. Yu Shaoxie\u2019s heart tightened, and he suddenly called out, \u201cChancellor!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He didn\u2019t call him \u2018Mister Gao,\u2019 but \u2018Chancellor\u2019\u2014a title Xiao Rong preferred. Gao Xunzhi turned back and gave Yu Shaoxie a reassuring smile.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>Don\u2019t worry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie indeed stopped in his tracks and didn\u2019t try to block him anymore, but he watched Gao Xunzhi walk in with growing concern, until he could see nothing. Then he lowered his head in disappointment.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At that moment, Yu Shaocheng walked up beside him. Yu Shaoxie looked up at his younger brother, now grown into a man. \u201cWhy do I feel afraid?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaocheng replied, “Because you care too much about them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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The crowd outside gradually dispersed. Inside the tent, Gao Xunzhi and Xiao Rong sat across from each other. Xiao Rong hugged his knees, no longer looking like he did in front of Qu Yunmie.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He said to Gao Xunzhi, “I wasn\u2019t wrong.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi nodded. “You really weren\u2019t wrong.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong\u2019s expression shifted from stubborn to blank confusion. He couldn\u2019t understand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>Then why do I still feel so awful?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi opened his mouth as if wanting to say something else\u2014but in the end, he gave Xiao Rong only five words: <\/span>\u201c<\/span>I don\u2019t know either.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong looked at him, pressed his lips together, and after a while, said, \u201cPrime Minister, about what happened to me during the Mid-Autumn banquet\u2014can you not tell the King?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi was stunned. “You want to hide it from him? But A\u2019Rong, this can\u2019t be hidden.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Too many people knew, and it was too outrageous. Besides, everyone knew\u2014except Qu Yunmie. That didn\u2019t seem fair.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong lowered his head. “If I can hide it for only a while, then so be it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi looked at him with a complicated expression. “At most, you can hide it until we return to Chenliu.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong nodded. \u201cThat\u2019s fine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi didn\u2019t understand. “Why? If the King knew what you went through, then he could\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong suddenly interrupted him. \u201cNo need.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi froze. In that moment, Xiao Rong seemed to return to how he had been during the journey. He looked at Gao Xunzhi, word by word, his tone like a warning\u2014though who he was warning, no one could tell.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>I don\u2019t need his pity.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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Gao Xunzhi stared at Xiao Rong. His gaze made Xiao Rong frown\u2014and that was exactly the sympathy Xiao Rong didn\u2019t want.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He lowered his eyes and said to Gao Xunzhi, \u201cChancellor, go check on the King.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Before Gao Xunzhi could ask why, Xiao Rong told him, <\/span>\u201c<\/span>The King\u2019s injuries might have worsened again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gao Xunzhi froze, then immediately got up. Before he left the tent, he couldn\u2019t help looking back and said, \u201cYou\u2019re not the only one torn between two sides. Take his mistake as your lesson, A\u2019Rong.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Once he left, Xiao Rong felt a dull pain in his head. He slowly closed his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He wasn\u2019t torn. From beginning to end, he only ever wanted to do one thing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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\u2026<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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On the other side, Qu Yunmie indeed started burning up again. He lay on the bed, looking even more lifeless than during the day.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Jian Qiao summoned the physician, who prescribed two formulas. Aghusejia also came after hearing. Thankfully, the fever wasn\u2019t severe\u2014it seemed like normal post-injury fluctuation. What was worse was a wound on his abdomen, which had somehow torn open again, and badly so.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Aghusejia watched as the doctor dressed the wound. Qu Yunmie lay motionless, completely unresponsive.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

A while later, Gao Xunzhi arrived. The two exchanged glances, and Gao Xunzhi shook his head at her.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

She didn\u2019t understand what he meant, but she could roughly guess\u2014something had gone wrong again. Judging by Qu Yunmie\u2019s state, it likely had to do with Xiao Rong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After all the fuss, everyone left. Aghusejia finally sat beside Qu Yunmie and asked in her usual calm voice, \u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qu Yunmie\u2019s eyes shifted slightly. He looked at her for a long time before answering, <\/span>\u201c<\/span>I did something wrong, Old Lady.<\/span> He really hates me now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After a moment of silence, Aghusejia said, \u201cHate\u2026 is a terrifying word. I don\u2019t know why you\u2019re so sure. Even if he really does hate you, you should know\u2014his hate isn\u2019t like others\u2019.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qu Yunmie knew, but he couldn\u2019t help feeling afraid.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>If one day, it becomes the same as others, what will I do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Aghusejia looked at him. “Then you accept it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c<\/span>What if I can\u2019t accept it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

She answered, “Then go die.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qu Yunmie froze for a second, then gave a faint laugh. He looked up at the tilted ceiling and muttered, \u201cNo, that won\u2019t do. That would only make him hate me more.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Aghusejia watched him in silence for a while. Then she pulled his blanket up. <\/span>\u201c<\/span>Sleep. When you wake up, you\u2019ll know what to do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Despite her words, Qu Yunmie couldn\u2019t sleep for a long time.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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\u2026<\/span>.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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Meanwhile, Xiao Rong was already preparing to sleep when Zhang Biezhi brought in a table full of food again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Under Xiao Rong\u2019s gaze, he scratched his head. “I figured you probably didn\u2019t eat much\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong looked at him and suddenly smiled. He didn\u2019t mean anything by it, but Zhang Biezhi looked a bit frightened\u2014as if he had developed a trauma around Xiao Rong\u2019s smile.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong didn\u2019t mind. He told Zhang Biezhi to set down the food, then said kindly, \u201cYou\u2019ve always wanted me to teach you how to be an official, haven\u2019t you? Then listen carefully\u2014this is your first lesson, and the most important one.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhang Biezhi blinked rapidly as Xiao Rong smiled and slowly said, \u201cKnow your role. Be the kind of person your position requires. Never mix your roles. Understand?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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

He nodded wildly to show he understood. Before he left, he looked back at Xiao Rong, who had already started eating, and grumbled internally, Why do I need to remember this? What does your business with the King have to do with me? Ugh. Don\u2019t drag me into your lover\u2019s quarrel.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

I\u2019m leaving, I\u2019m leaving\u2014before Xiao Rong starts pouring his heart out to me.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2026\u2026<\/span>\uff01\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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Xiao Rong smiled again. If Yu Shaoxie were here, he\u2019d recognize it as the same expression Xiao Rong had shown him that afternoon. “You can\u2019t answer, but I know. Because you\u2019re used to it. The battlefield is your personal domain. Anyone who isn\u2019t your enemy is your burden. You charge ahead recklessly because you don\u2019t […]<\/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-7627","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\/7627","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=7627"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7627\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7629,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7627\/revisions\/7629"}],"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=7627"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7627"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7627"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}