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His Majesty's Hostage - Volume 1 - Chapter 27

Chapter 27

ZiLi's illness came and went quickly, Hong Xu had not yet left the Imperial court, and he was already slowly waking up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the palace maids and eunuchs throughout the room trembling with fear, and Hong Qing, who was sitting beside him, with a rare serious expression.

*Cough, cough* The bloody taste in his mouth made ZiLi stunned for a while, and then he remembered what had happened before he fainted.

Seeing that ZiLi had woken up, Hong Qing knew that there was no serious problem. He stepped forward and pushed ZiLi, who was struggling to sit up, back into bed, saying, “Don't move, your body is very weak now!”

ZiLi was fine until Hong Qing said so, because ZiLi now remembered why his body was full of pain, especially the unpleasant part of his lower body, and why some strange liquid flowed out whenever he moved!

“I don't want to stay here; I want to go back to Ming Yang Palace.”

“But you should not move now! So, why don’t you rest here for now?”

“No, I want to go back to Ming Yang Palace! I want to go back to Ming Yang Palace! I want to go back to Ming Yang Palace! I want to go back to Ming Yang Palace! I want to go back to Ming Yang Palace! Ah, I want to go back to Ming Yang Palace!” ZiLi kept screaming weakly in unbroken succession in a hoarse voice because of last night, with the intention of never giving up until his goal was achieved. The bulging veins on his neck made people feel both distressed and pity for him!

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“Okay, okay, okay, okay! Don’t scream anymore, I’ll take you back right away!” Hong Qing was unable to resist anymore and quickly agreed to ZiLi’s request. Then he ordered the palace maids to fetch a soft stretcher.

As soon as ZiLi saw that thing, he stopped screaming. Of course, he did not want to let others know what had happened last night, but now they wanted to parade through the streets, with him lying on top of that thing, back to the Ming Yang Palace. Was that not the same as beating gongs and drums to spread the news? He would rather die than let that happen!

“No, ah―― I don’t want to go back like that, ah――” ZiLi immediately cried out sniveling and in tears.

“All right, all right, all right, you don’t have to, you don’t have to go like that!” Hong Qing got a headache; he had never met anyone who was so difficult to please before. But seeing the tearful man, crying in a total mess, on the bed made him compromise immediately! “If you don't want to use a stretcher, shall I carry you back?”

ZiLi turned to him sobbing and said, “Just don’t― Just don’t let anyone see us!”

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And thus, Hong Qing wrapped ZiLi tightly with a quilt, revealing only his nose for breathing, then picked up the big cotton ball and used Qingqong 1 to leap through the glazed tiles cornices 2 towards Ming Yang Palace.

When ZiLi finally returned to Ming Yang Palace as he had wished, not only did he not feel a little excited, he also felt very aggrieved instead! Especially when he saw Ming Yue with a worried face, the grievances in his heart grew even stronger.

Ming Yue was worried about ZiLi, who had not returned all night. When she suddenly saw the Ninth Prince descending from the sky, still holding a bundle of cotton quilts in his arms, she could not help but be flabbergasted. Just as she was about to step forward to give a salute, she suddenly saw a small head pop out of the quilt, glancing left and right, and then looking at her with an aggrieved expression.

To her surprise, it was none other than His Highness!

But before Ming Yue had time to be happy, she saw His Highness suddenly burst into tears.

“Your Highness, wha― what’s wrong? Ah, Your Highness, why is there blood on your neck? Are you injured?” Ming Yue asked in a panic.

“Booohooo―― Ming Yue!”

“Let's talk about it when we get inside. He needs a good rest!” Hong Qing said.

“Put me down, you― you can leave. I― don’t want to see you!”

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ZiLi stared at Hong Qing without saying a word, thinking about the fact that Hong Qing should have nothing to do with what happened, but even if he had nothing to do with last night, wasn’t his surname still Hong? In any case, ZiLi currently disliked anything to do with Hong Xu.

Hong Qing looked at ZiLi somewhat innocently and said, “All right then, take good care of yourself and above all don’t get worked up. I’ll will be going then. If anything happens to you, don’t hesitate to send someone to my residence 3 immediately to look for me.” As he spoke, he fished out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom and put it on the table and continued to say, “Also, these are Mind Calming Pills given by Imperial Physician Li, you must remember to take one every day!”

When Hong Qing finally had left with great difficulty, ZiLi immediately removed the hard expression from his face and sobbed miserably to Ming Yue, saying, “I want to take a bath!”

“Yes― yes, Your Highness, Ming Yue will immediately go and prepare it for you.” Knowing that ZiLi did not want to tell anything about last night, Ming Yue could only put away her questions and concentrate on preparing the bathing necessities.

After a while, a large wooden barrel filled with hot water was placed in ZiLi's bedroom, and she said to him, “It seems that now it is not suitable for His Highness to take a bath in the usual place, so Ming Yue has asked someone to bring a bathtub into the bedroom so that Your Highness can take a bath here.”

“Yes, I see, you can all leave, I’ll do it myself.”

“As you wish, Your Highness.”

Only when they had all left did ZiLi wipe away his tears. He breathed in the cold air, slowly got up from the bed, supported himself on the table and chair next to the bed, and slowly walked weakly to the bathtub, then, as he endured the tearing of the wound, he lifted his feet and stepped into the water. By the time ZiLi finally sat, his forehead was drenched in cold sweat from the pain. He bit his pale lips and reached down to clean the inside of that part of his body, sobbing as he looked down at the white curly trail floating in the water.

“I― I must escape from here! Booohooo――"



Translation Notes
  • 轻功 - Qīnggōng – A martial art technique for jumping off vertical surfaces.
  • 飞檐 - Fēi Yán -Literally in English: Flying Eaves. - Something like this, I think:
  • 王府 – WángFǔ - Prince's mansion


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