TTMC Chapter 49.2

Translator – Xiao He Lian

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Chapter 49.2

Shi Ye’s qinggong[mfn] (Qinggong is a real practice in traditional Chinese martial arts . Practicing light exercises does not make the weight lighter, but it can greatly improve the ability to run, jump, dodge and maneuver, and can stand or move on objects that cannot bear weight, and even lift the air by using light and small objects to lift the air. It belongs to martial arts. class of techniques. Qinggong practice method is cumbersome and laborious, and it is not easy to practice)[/mfn] is very powerful. He can walk at night without making a sound and his speed was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, he couldn’t see Eunuch Zhu.

Perhaps it was because he had just finished taking a shower. Wen Chi felt that the night wind blowing on his face was a bit cold. So he closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth for a while, but finally he couldn’t hold on and turned his head and buried his face in Shi Ye’s arms.

He then clearly felt Shi Ye’s body stiffen a little.

Wen Chi pretended not to notice Shi Ye’s change and huddled in Shi Ye’s arms as much as possible to block out the night wind.

And Shi Ye seemed to have noticed his small movements and gradually accelerated the speed of his qingong.

When Wen Chi was put down, he found that Shi Ye was actually standing on the roof of a palace. The roof extended downwards on a slope and there was a danger of rolling down if he didn’t pay attention.

Wen Chi doesn’t know martial arts and he can’t stand on this uneven roof. He can only boldly grab the clothes on Shi Ye’s chest.

“Your Highness, what are we doing here?” Wen Chi’s face was blown pale by the wind and he felt his body trembling. So he could only keep rubbing against Shi Ye’s arms, “It’s so dangerous here.”

Shi Ye wrapped his arm around his waist and helped him stand firm, “Didn’t you want to come out to feel the breeze?”

Hearing this answer, Wen Chi was really angry and anxious: “Even if I want to blow some breeze, I didn’t say I want to come here to do it.  If I accidentally fall down, I might even lose my life.”

Shi Ye suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter seemed a little surreal in the wind but it sounded so nice when it fell into Wen Chi’s ears.

He has to admit that although the dog prince is disfigured, his voice was very nice. If it is placed in modern times, this typical subwoofer scum male voice would probably charm a bunch of voice con girls.

Shi Ye said: “Don’t worry, I will protect you and won’t let you fall.”

At this moment, Wen Chi was not in the mood to appreciate Shi Ye’s voice. He shook his head in resistance: “Your Highness, I don’t want to blow the wind here, I want to go down. Please take me down quickly.”

When Shi Ye saw Wen Chi’s reluctant appearance, the corners of his mouth that were originally curved gradually pressed down. He relaxed the strength of his arms around Wen Chi’s waist and said coldly: “If you want to go down, go down, Bengong will not stop you.”

“But I can’t get down by myself…” Wen Chi said anxiously. His right foot slipped suddenly and his body tilted to the right. He was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled Shi Ye’s clothes, “Shi Ye!”

Shi Ye suddenly tightened his grip.

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Wen Chi, who was caught off guard, was hugged back again. His face hit Shi Ye’s chest, his hands subconsciously hugged Shi Ye’s thin waist, his whole body was like a koala wishing he could stick to Shi Ye’s body.

After a while, Shi Ye’s deep voice sounded above his head: “Bengong is here.”

Wen Chi was so frightened that his soul almost flew out of his body. He ignored his fear of Shi Ye and hugged Shi Ye tightly. In addition to the sound of the wind, he also heard the sound of his heart beating violently.

Thump, thump, thump!

It was as if it was about to pop out of his throat.

At that moment, Shi Ye’s cold fingertips cupped his chin again, guiding him to turn his head.

“Look.” Shi Ye said, “Over there.”

Wen Chi looked in the direction indicated by Shi Ye, only to realize that they seemed to be standing on the highest place in the entire palace. The palace was immersed in a hazy dark sea surrounded by dots of light like stars sprinkled throughout the imperial palace.

Looking down from above, the image was extremely impressive.

Wen Chi, who had never seen a scene like this before, was so shocked that he didn’t even notice that his grip on Shi Ye’s clothes had unknowingly loosened, his mouth slightly open in surprise and joy.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen a panoramic view of the imperial palace.” Wen Chi murmured, most of the fear in his heart was swept away by the image in front of him and he even boldly turned his lower body.

Although he has lived in Beijing for so many years, he has never been to the Forbidden City [mfn](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forbidden_City)[/mfn].

When he was a student, he didn’t go because he didn’t have the money or the time, and whenever he was on holiday he worked part-time in various shops to earn tuition and living expenses. Later, he stepped into the society and earned some money, but he had no time at all and was so busy all day long.

Unexpectedly, the first time he looked down on the entire palace from a high place was under such circumstances.

While Wen Chi was absorbed in watching, Shi Ye let go of the hand around his waist and sat on the roof instead.

When Wen Chi recovered from the shock, he found himself standing alone in the night wind and Shi Ye was sitting not far from him, about two or three meters away.

Wen Chi shouted in fright: “Shi Ye!”

Shi Ye turned his head to look at him, his long black hair was messed up by the night wind and happened to cover half of his face covered with burn marks, only the other half of his face was as beautiful as a night spirit, attracting Wen Chi’s gaze.

“Come here.” Shi Ye smiled lightly. In an instant, it seemed as if all the roses in the world were blooming. He waved to Wen Chi, “Don’t be afraid, as long as you keep your balance, it will be easy.”

Wen Chi sniffed, seeing that Shi Ye had no intention of coming over to help him, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.

But it was too hard for him to keep his balance, especially with the night wind blowing. He spread his arms and took two or three wobbly steps, only to have his feet slip and his whole body fall.

Wen Chi grunted and rolled along the eaves a few times, rolling so hard that his eyes were glazed over, and at the end of his roll, he fell straight off the roof -——

As Wen Chi fell, his violently beating heart felt as if it was about to burst through his chest.

He opened his mouth to call for help but the cold wind scrambled into his mouth, making him unable to make a sound.

Wen Chi was desperate.

Tears of terror came to his eyes as he stared upwards with teary eyes. He had imagined countless ways for himself to die, but never thought he would actually fall to his death.

Vaguely, he saw Shi Ye’s figure appearing on the edge of the roof. Shi Ye looked down at him falling, then he leaned over and jumped down after him.

 

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