The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me

Chapter 154: Chapter 154 Terror

Threats again!

This man was none other than Jiang Ke!

And Jiang Ke was the one who had liked her!

So, the man in front of her—

A terrifying thought suddenly surged through Sang Yan’s mind—could Qi Jiu be in love with her?

Considering the possibility, she caught a glimpse of Qi Jiu out of the corner of her eye—what kind of look was that? Interest? Disdain? It seemed like affection, yet it wasn’t.

Annoying!

She saw him still pinching her chin and turned her head to bite his wrist.

“Hisss—”

Qi Jiu furrowed his brows and pushed her chin away, scolding her in a low voice, “Sang Yan, how could you bite someone!”

Sang Yan spat out his blood, “I hate you! I just wanted to bite you! Does it hurt? That’s how I felt when you killed Jiang Ke!”

Qi Jiu: “…”

He suddenly stood up and stepped back two paces, “Shut up! He kidnapped you for several days, and you are delusional, risking your life for him! Such foolish compassion is utterly absurd!”

He truly thought she was foolish to care so much about a man who had kidnapped her!

He even felt—

“You’re just a fool! Nothing but cheap bones!”

His anger surged, his face filled with frustrated fury.

Sang Yan heard this and scoffed, “Not only do I have cheap bones, I also possess a husband-killing fate! Every man who gets close to me meets a terrible fate!”

She felt that Qi Jiu had a slight liking for her.

Though she didn’t know what about her had caught his eye.

She even wondered—could it be that she hadn’t traveled to an ancient world, but instead into an unfamiliar novel, receiving a script loved by thousands?

“Husband-killing fate?”

Qi Jiu seized on the term, laughing, “Don’t rush, I’m not your husband yet. Or perhaps you want to marry me, to take revenge on me?”

Sang Yan: “…”

Crazy!

“You’re insane!”

She rolled her eyes and said nothing more, lying down to sleep.

The oil lamp in the room was always burning.

The gentle flame illuminated her face.

She looked at the person on the nearby soft couch and then at the flickering fire, suddenly conceiving a plan for revenge.

Qi Jiu hadn’t fallen asleep yet, constantly watching her movements, seeing her focusing on the fire, he snapped his fingers and the flame went out.

“See. You’re not to be trusted.”

He was certain she was up to no good and had come to keep an eye on her.

Sang Yan had already experienced his sharpness, and she sneered, “There are only thieves for a thousand days, but no guard against thieves for a thousand days. If you don’t kill me, one day you will die by my hands.”

Qi Jiu was unconvinced, smirking dismissively, “Fine. Let’s make a bet, if you can’t kill me before you see He Ying, then you’ll come to my side, how about that? Whatever He Ying can give you, I definitely can too.”

“What can you give me?”

Sang Yan replied sarcastically, “Do you know what I want, and you’ll just give it to me?”

Qi Jiu: “…”

He was at a loss for words.

Indeed, she didn’t want power or fame; it seemed she just wanted someone’s genuine heart.

And he had everything but a sincere heart.

His heart was filled with grand ambitions and great enterprises.

How could he consider home when his grand ambitions were unfulfilled?

“That’s why you are foolish! Genuine feelings change the easiest!”

“Let them change if they will. If I gain it, I am fortunate; if I lose it, it is my fate. I follow my heart’s desires, not confined by others, only constrained by myself.”

She was proactive in choosing whom to love, hence no regrets about who she had loved.

Even if they betrayed her, she wouldn’t plunge into despair.

“I’ll be indifferent if you are heartless. I love wholeheartedly and hate thoroughly. But Qi Jiu, you have destroyed all of this.”

She would rather they betray her than leave her life through death.

“I won’t let you hurt He Ying again!”

Her gaze was resolute.

In the darkness, her beautiful eyes shone particularly bright, like two clusters of flames.

Qi Jiu looked into her eyes and smiled, “Good. I’ll wait and see how you plan to protect him.”

Sang Yan listened, she shifted her eyes and asked indirectly, “What exactly do you want to do? Why instigate a war between two nations for no good reason?”

“Unless the world is united, wars will never cease.”

Qi Jiu’s words carried a hint of impatience, “Sang Yan, stop asking such foolish questions from now on.”

Sang Yan: “…”

She was scorned again.

No, she felt that Qi Jiu had always looked down on her.

Yet, while he looked down on her, he also harbored some fondness for her.

It was this mindset that made his attitude ambiguous.

“You always think I’m stupid.”

After analyzing Qi Jiu’s mindset, Sang Yan laughed and said, “But you’ve forgotten, some people pretend to be foolish while they are clever, some are merely pretentious, and some are so clever that they outsmart themselves.”

Undoubtedly, Qi Jiu was the latter.

Qi Jiu did not refute but sighed profoundly, “Sleep.”

So, Sang Yan went to sleep too.

But she couldn’t fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, looking at the sleeping Qi Jiu, she couldn’t help but feel the urge to kill.

“Hey, Qi Jiu, are you asleep?”

Qi Jiu did not respond.

This fueled Sang Yan’s murderous intent.

She got out of bed barefoot, grabbed a pillow, walked over, and lightly leaped forward to smother him.

She felt her mentality was stable, her steps were light, and her movements minimal; she even held her breath, but she still failed.

He rolled off the couch.

She lunged at nothing, threw the pillow aside disinterestedly, and prepared to return to her bed.

But how could Qi Jiu let it go so easily?

Watching her retreating figure, anger exploded in his mind like a storm.

“Bang!”

Sang Yan was suddenly pinned down on the bed.

Her wrists were clasped by him, her legs restrained.

Unable to struggle, she turned her head and glared at him, “What are you doing?”

“Guess what I want to do?”

He bit her neck hard and without mercy, quickly leaving a vivid red mark, “This is to avenge that bite. And for the scar on my face, Sang Yan, how do you plan to repay that?”

Sang Yan gasped in pain: “Get lost!”

Her eyes tearful, a tear suddenly dropped, seemingly piercing right into the soul.

Too pitiful.

Too frail.

He wiped the tears from her face, his smile sinister, “The night is long, and since you’re not sleepy, let me kindly help you.”

Clothes were scattered.

She cried out through her tears, “Stop! I, I have many… men, don’t you have a cleanliness obsession?”

Men of ancient times had that complex.

In her panic, she used it as an excuse.

“Ha ha—”

Qi Jiu laughed as if he had heard a joke, “You worry too much. I don’t. Not only do I not mind, but I also find it appealing. Since you’ve had many… men, you must be very… experienced. Come on, show me your skills, how did you captivate them?”

Sang Yan: “…”

Miscalculation!

Miscalculation!

She forgot that the person in front of her was a thousand times more insane than Jiang Ke!

“Shameless!”

“If you dare touch me, I, I—”

She realized she had nothing with which to threaten him.

“I truly have a husband-killing fate!”

“Qi Jiu, don’t mess around!”

“Think about your grand ambitions, what if I were to bring about your death, how great your loss would be!”

She blurted out in desperation.

Qi Jiu, looking at her frightened disarray, laughed, “Sang Yan, I’m really touched by your concern for me. Just for that, I must ensure you have a ‘good sleep’ through this long night!”