Chapter 60
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Chu Xie originally thought he would be disheartened due to sadness, but unexpectedly, he launched a counterattack. The small kitchen always prepared a double portion of medicine for him, fearing that any unexpected events might delay the time for taking the medicine.
Now, with another bowl of steaming medicine brought over, Jiang Yanchi, afraid that he might smash it again, suppressed his right hand with one hand, and with the other, he brought the medicine bowl closer to him.
D*mn, it looked like he was forcing a stubborn ox to drink water.
Unable to resist, the medicine was slightly hot as it entered his mouth, but not enough to cause burns. Chu Xie gulped down more than half of the bowl, coughed a bit from the sour bitterness, then suddenly started coughing, bending over while the other hand covered his chest.
The coughing lasted for a long time.
The emperor just watched him, not even releasing his wrist.
So, I’m just a tool to give medicine for your beloved. Chu Xie thought like this, applying some hidden force to break free from his grasp but couldn’t. In a low voice, he said, “Let go.”
He heard a voice above him, “Do you think you’ve got my weak point, Chu Xie?”
Before he could knee him, it seemed that Jiang Yanchi had anticipated it. He twisted Chu Xie’s wrist, flipping him over and pressing him against the wall. His legs were slightly raised, timely restraining Chu Xie’s knees.
“Do you think you can use me recklessly just because I have some feelings for you?”
“Well, I don’t dare to kill you now. Is that what you’re thinking?”
“Chu Xie, Lord Chu?”
Jiang Yanchi laughed angrily, “You’re really good at scheming.”
In terms of skills, he certainly couldn’t match up. In the current situation, he could only admit a bit of defeat for the time being. Chu Xie politely and awkwardly smiled, saying, “Your Highness, let’s talk it out. My arm hurts a lot; it might break later. ‘He’ will hurt at night too.”
“Hmph.”
Jiang Yanchi loosened his grip a bit.
“Don’t play tricks in front of me with your little scheming.” The emperor’s voice was stern and carried a hint of fierceness. “I don’t harm him, but it doesn’t mean I can’t harm you.”
Chu Xie rubbed his slightly sore shoulder, feeling the pressure on his knees lift. His anxious heart settled.
The little emperor was clearly just a paper tiger.
While speaking harsh words, he still didn’t dare to do anything.
He turned around slowly, intending to taunt him again while having the upper hand.
Suddenly, his chin was firmly held, forcing him to turn around and meet a pair of eyes as dark as the long night.
Those eyes were sharp, as if they wanted to penetrate into the bones and see through everything.
“Chu Xie, don’t try to test me.”
After speaking, he pressed forward, pinning the person against the wall and deepening the kiss. He pried open the lips and tasted the medicinal flavor in the mouth. With no way to retreat, he felt the icy wall, sending a cold sensation from the spine up, as if trying to lift the person’s skull, causing a tingling sensation.
Don’t test, don’t test!
Chu Xie screamed in his heart, just let me go!
His hands wrapped around the waist, holding the person close. Chu Xie was almost lifted off the ground, and after a dizzying spin, the entire person was pressed onto the bed.
Jiang Yanchi’s movements were numb, directly removing his outer robe and throwing it under the bed.
Throughout the process, his mouth was constantly blocked, not allowing him to take a proper breath.
When his clothes were in disarray, his eyes moist, and he forcefully bit the person’s lips, tasting a hint of a fishy-sweet smell, he finally pushed the person away.
The person casually wiped away the blood on his lips, then used the blood-stained hand to explore his slender neck, bending down to bite again.
Head, buzzing, splitting.
Chu Xie kicked his legs and grabbed the person’s hair, realizing that his frail body had no power against Jiang Yanchi’s formidable strength.
He could only be manipulated and toyed with.
In theory, he did use Jiang Yanchi to complete his mission. Even if he truly didn’t like men, given the current situation, it was understandable that Jiang Yanchi felt compelled to do something.
In the end, it was still his own fault.
Jiang Jingan, the rebellion of Xu Yi, all of them, he abandoned Jiang Yanchi. If he had chosen to retire completely, it would have been peaceful, but now he had shamelessly returned to manipulate him, using the already shaky throne for his own desires.
Chu Xie made up his mind.
He thought he would just go along with it.
After all, it was just selling his body for benefits, completing the mission.
This world, in the end, was just another realm.
As long as he could return in the end, what did it matter if he suffered some humiliation along the way?
This was also the debt he owed to Jiang Yanchi.
But for some reason, his body stiffened, and his nose felt a bit sour. He closed his eyes as if resigned, and surprisingly, the person on top of him stopped.
Using his fingertips to wipe away the moisture at the corner of his eyes.
He raised his eyes and saw that Jiang Yanchi’s eyes did not contain the expected anger. Instead, they seemed like gazing into a bottomless abyss, causing a suffocating feeling.
“Aren’t you pretty powerful? Why aren’t you cursing?” Jiang Yanchi asked.
Chu Xie, with a bit of nasal tone, calmly replied, “Cursing at a time like this, wouldn’t it hurt yourself?”
He raised an eyebrow, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. “You do know how to seize the moment.”
After examining him for a while, Jiang Yanchi’s hand reached over his small leg through the fabric. “With this appearance, are you not planning to resist anymore? Can I do whatever I want?”
Chu Xie seemed to hesitate for a moment.
During the rebellion of Xu Yi, he abandoned Jiang Yanchi for the sake of Xu Chunmu. If it weren’t for his fortunate rise to power and taking the step of patricide and usurpation, the thriving kingdom would have fallen into his hands.
Even in the current situation, there was no optimistic outlook. If he left in a few months, he would still leave behind a mess for Jiang Yanchi.
Jiang Yanchi’s hand continued upward, rubbing against his thigh. “Hmm?” The other hand hooked onto his underwear, seemingly about to pull it down.
This kid, Jiang Yanchi, claimed he had ambitious desires, but in reality, his wishes were pitifully small.
Just for a Duan Se, a mere shadow.
In this otherworldly realm, he owed no one anything except Jiang Yanchi.
Although he didn’t like men, in the end, it was just a body. If he gave it, then so be it.
Chu Xie made up his mind and closed his eyes.
Jiang Yanchi’s breath suddenly became heavier. With a swoosh, he undid the belt of Chu Xie’s underwear, pulled up the blanket to cover them both. This time, it wasn’t the stormy atmosphere from before but a gentle, tender touch. He tightly held Chu Xie with satisfaction, proceeding with a sense of intimacy.
He separated Chu Xie’s sharp knee bones, kissing his eyebrows and eyes affectionately.
“Chu Xie… Ah Xie…”
Jiang Yanchi called his name and rubbed his nose against his neck. “Can you also call me…”
“Jiang Yanchi.”
Chu Xie complied, calling his name.
Feeling the person beneath him stiffen, a hint of laughter escaped, and the young emperor continued to earnestly undress him, saying, “Not that name.”
Chu Xie felt something.
“Ah Yu.”
A flame ignited in the person’s eyes, and after calling out these two words, he kissed passionately once again.
Yes, he was Jiang Fengyu.
Ah Yu.
Lord Chu, it was him who was rescued from the cold palace, Ah Yu.
Jiang Yanchi played with the person, being gentle and patient. A burning sensation in his throat couldn’t be restrained. He couldn’t wait for the grand wedding.
Chu Xie’s silent consent surprised him. He had intended to scare Chu Xie a bit, making sure he wouldn’t dare to play such tricks again.
He had expected some struggles along the way, but instead, he received this moment of compliance.
This kind of surprise was something he had never expected.
Could it be that he had some feelings for himself?
Even a tiny response was enough to make him lose all reason in an instant.
Regardless of whether Chu Xie would see through all his feelings, he had no energy to negotiate with the person in front of him, no intention to manipulate or suppress him.
His entire being was now burning, and all that remained were two words — Chu Xie.
His heart thumped like a drum, but he resembled a shy bride, constantly considering Chu Xie’s feelings. He was instigating and soothing, saying, “Then I…”
“Really, am about to touch you.”
While these words sounded like a considerate inquiry, his hands told a different story.
Chu Xie’s originally indifferent expression suddenly showed a hint of tension. He reached out to restrain the moving hand under the quilt. “You…”
“Lord Chu, it’s your first time. If I don’t do this first…” Jiang Yanchi’s voice was slightly hoarse, turning into a breath in his ears. “You might get hurt.”
“No, it won’t!”
Chu Xie didn’t like men at all, and now, it felt like enduring torture. Somehow, his ears turned red. “Just get it over with!”
Jiang Yanchi was amused by his awkward response, smiling, “Not so fast, Lord Chu.”
The intentional use of “Lord Chu” caused an uncomfortable feeling in Chu Xie’s heart.
However, Chu Xie had other thoughts.
Jiang Yanchi had now achieved his goal and should be extremely happy. It would be a waste to offer himself without seizing the opportunity to demand Zhao Lingqu’s life.
Thinking of this, Chu Xie forcefully pressed down the increasingly unruly hand, tiny beads of sweat appearing on his nose. His voice trembled as he said, “Wait a moment…”
“Don’t be afraid.” Jiang Yanchi supported his shoulder and withdrew his hand.
After manipulating him a bit more, preparing for the next step.
“Zhao Lingqu…” Chu Xie gritted his teeth, holding the young emperor’s arm, “You must help me kill Zhao Lingqu.”
The enchanting movements instantly came to a halt.
Chu Xie didn’t think there was anything wrong with saying this at the moment, but Jiang Yanchi seemed to be drenched in cold water.
“What did you say?” His voice revealed no emotion.
“After today, you must help me kill Zhao Lingqu.”
Chu Xie looked at Jiang Yanchi, who suddenly stood still, his neck stiff, and he seemed like a lifeless wooden figure, not showing any thoughts. The heavy blanket wrapped them closely, their breaths audible to each other.
But Jiang Yanchi’s hand was cold, and his breath had lost its warmth.
Chu Xie couldn’t figure out what Jiang Yanchi was thinking now; he thought he might disagree.
He added, “You can’t go back on your word.”
The person, however, released the hand holding his shoulder, silently put on his clothes, and got off the bed.
Chu Xie stared blankly at Jiang Yanchi’s back—could it be that, could it be that this little emperor suddenly developed some hidden ailment, allowing him to abandon the situation like this?
Then he thought again, feeling ecstatic.
What a great thing, Plato!
The joy in his heart had not yet subsided when he heard Jiang Yanchi’s voice, as cold as three feet of ice, bursting out word by word.
“Chu Xie, are you really…”
I’m really, what?
Chu Xie didn’t understand.
You can get to your beloved, and I can complete the mission.
Isn’t that a win-win situation? Why does he seem a bit angry now?
Could it be that he thinks he’s at a disadvantage after just one time? Chu Xie speculated that this little emperor didn’t seem like someone who would easily suffer a loss. So, he suggested again, “If you think once is not enough, I can—”
Jiang Yanchi suddenly turned around and pounced on him, pressing him directly onto the bed. Chu Xie’s head hit the pillow, causing dizziness.
Thud—
That person’s hand slammed onto the bed frame behind his ear, producing a muffled sound. Seeing genuine anger in the other’s eyes, with redness around them, Chu Xie instinctively fell silent.
Without saying a word, and without restraining him, the expression was more terrifying than any previous time.
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