CH 68

Chapter 68: If I Cry Out In Pain, Will You Think I’m Being Conceited?

Qin Yicang ran back again to say to Lin Baihu solemnly: “But I’m worried about you being on your own.”

Lin Baihu replied expressionlessly: “Why would you be worried?”

Qin Yicang said: “It’s a long journey back to the Capital, in case you run into any fierce beast or demon-…”

Lin Baihu interrupted him: “If I run into one, I’ll deal with it on my own. Do you see me as incompetent?”

Qin Yicang replied: “It’s different! Even if you can cover the sky with one hand and fix the whole world with the other one, I will still worry. That’s what you call a ‘separation’, you know?”

Lin Baihu asked without understanding a bit: “Then what do you want?”

Qin Yicang stretched out his arms towards Lin Baihu and said: “Come, give me a hug.”

Lin Baihu: “You are the Tiger King of Kunlun Mountain, not a tiger cub from Kunlun Mountain…”

Qin Yicang unrelentingly encircled Lin Baihu into his arms, hugged him tightly, and patted his back. After whispering in his ear to be careful, Qin Yicang disappeared into the forest again. The warmth of the embrace still remained in Lin Baihu’s body, so when a gust of wind blew by, he suddenly felt a little bit cold. In his heart, Lin Baihu regretted that he hadn’t hugged Qin Yicang back.

‘It’s just a hug.’

‘Why was I so stingy?’

‘Next time, I should hug him properly.’

…

Inside the wing room, Bian Zhonghua hurried to the bed, where Qi Ci laid. There, not only did he see that Qi Ci’s clothes were open, but he also noticed that his neck was covered in strangulation marks. Both his forehead and the corners of his lips were stained with blood, while his pale chest and arms were bruised and full of red marks. Bian Zhonghua couldn’t help but shrink his eyes, unable to hide his heartache.

Bian Zhonghua sat down at the edge of the bed, hugged Qi Ci into his arms, letting him lean on his chest. Then, he reached out to touch Qi Ci’s abdomen with the intention of detecting whether there was the presence of an evil spirit in his body.

Qi Ci was still a little bit dazed, so when he felt that someone was touching him, he subconsciously struggled.

Bian Zhonghua hugged him tightly and comforted him with a soft voice: “It’s me.”

When hearing Bian Zhonghua’s voice, Qi Ci felt completely relieved. With a broken voice, he said: “I knew…you would…come to save me.”

Bian Zhonghua replied with a muffled voice: “I was too late.”

As he stroked Qi Ci’s flat belly, he realized that he couldn’t sense the demonic qi of the snake. Only then did he find some comfort in his self-remorse.

Bian Zhonghua straightened Qi Ci’s clothes when he suddenly heard him ask: “Were all the guards outside killed by the man in feathered clothes…?”

Bian Zhonghua said: “Why don’t you ask how bad your injuries are? Don’t they hurt?”

Qi Ci shrunk in a ball, afraid of the cold, and unconsciously rubbed against Bian Zhonghua’s arms. It took him a long time to understand what Bian Zhonghua had said to him, so he finally replied: “If I cry out in pain, will you think that I’m being conceited?”

Bian Zhonghua was instantly exasperated. After pondering for a while, he finally said: “Then I’ll cry out in pain with you. That way we’ll both be conceited together. What do you say?”

This time, Qi Ci reacted quickly. As he raised his head to look at Bian Zhonghua, with one eye still covered with blood and the other filled with anxiety, he asked: “Are you hurt too? Where did you get hurt?”

Bian Zhonghua pointed to his chest, right where his heart was: “I’m not injured, but this one here hurts a lot.”

Qi Ci stared at Bian Zhonghua’s eyes not quite understanding what he meant. It took him a long time to come up with a few words: “If it hurts, you should see a physician….”

Bian Zhonghua sighed inaudibly, picked Qi Ci up as gently as he could, and murmured: “This isn’t something that can be cured by a physician.”

Qi Ci instantly rose up into the air, and although Bian Zhonghua’s arms were warm and strong, Qi Ci still clung to Bian Zhonghua’s clothes with a worried face.

Bian Zhonghua asked: “What? I’m not going to drop you.”

Qi Ci said: “I was actually afraid that you would suddenly ‘pin me down’. I have a headache, I won’t stand it….”

Bian Zhonghua: “….”

Bian Zhonghua then remembered what he did in the past and looked at the nervous appearance of the man in his arms.

All of a sudden, Bian Zhonghua felt that he still had a long way to go. Not only was his road to Qi Ci’s heart too fucking long, but it also seemed to be blocked by his own past mistakes. ‘Wait until next time we go drink wine, I’ll make sure to make a mess out of you.’

After secretly making up his mind, Bian Zhonghua grinded his teeth. Without discussing any further with Qi Ci, he carried him out of the wing room, which was covered with flesh and blood. The room was in a complete mess, so Bian Zhonghua had to go look for a clean spot to treat Qi Ci’s injuries with medicine.

…

After learning that the demon had been subdued, the families of the Lu Family Village beat gongs and drums and set off firecrackers in a very lively and festive manner. The depressing atmosphere that plagued them previously was soon swept away, and the small town regained the calm and tranquility that it originally had.

Master Lu Ren, as well as the several other wealthy merchants, held a big banquet, entertaining the whole village for three days.

Naturally, the person they wanted to entertain the most was Bian Zhonghua. If it weren’t for him, no one could tell what kind of pain and suffering the Gongzi would have suffered.

Unfortunately, on the day of the banquet, Bian Zhonghua didn’t show up. Only the other two Secret Servants appeared.

Why?

The answer given by one of the Secret Servants was: “The Prince was injured because his safety was neglected. Lord Bian is now guarding the Prince. He is not allowed to be far from his side.”

Master Lu Ren was very frightened about this matter. After all, the honorable Prince was injured in his own Residence, and he was afraid that he would be blamed for it. After hearing this answer, he didn’t dare to ask any more questions or say anything else, he simply agreed coyly.

At this time, Qi Ci was sitting on a soft bed, wrapped in comfortable and soft quilts. Next to him, there was a charcoal brazier to keep him warm. At the same time, Qi Ci was holding a slow-boiled porridge bowl, which he was slowly eating.

There was a white cloth wrapped around his forehead, while the marks on his neck had faded considerably.

Bian Zhonghua stood aside, talking to him: “Let’s leave early tomorrow. This village is too small to find good medicinal herbs. We should get to the next town as soon as possible.”

Qi Ci nodded and said: “Don’t worry, I didn’t grow up spoiled. These injuries are nothing to me.”

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Bian Zhonghua laughed and said: “If you get well sooner, you can drink wine with me. Didn’t you want to know what my third secret was?”

This was the first time Bian Zhonghua mentioned the word ‘secret’ when sober.

Qi Ci couldn’t stop himself from being stunned, but then he smiled and said: “So you can mention it even when you’re sober. If that’s so, then why don’t you tell me your secret now?”

Bian Zhonghua replied. “If you asked me to tell you the first two secrets when I was sober, I would have told you. But for this third secret, I will definitely need to drink some wine to strengthen my courage.”

After Qi Ci scooped up the last spoonful of porridge at the bottom of the bowl and drank it, he teased Bian Zhonghua: “Lord~ Bian~, you’ve taken some measures, but it’s useless!”

Bian Zhonghua took the empty bowl from Qi Ci’s hand, smiled, but didn’t reply.

At that, Qi Ci asked: “Although you can’t say that secret now, what’s the secret about? Can you tell me that at least?”

Qi Ci dear~ you better stop throwing sexual innuendos to Bian Zhonghua, that man can’t wait to ‘pin you down’ … But I guess you’re also waiting for that so… Keep going? Lmao