Chapter 68 Chapter 68 He touched your hand, cut it off

Staring at the sharp knife in his hand, Yunxi said hatefully, "If you're going to kill, then do it quickly, stop with the damn hesitation."

Rather than let his words slowly torture me to death, I'd rather die a quick and painless death.

At worst, he'll be a hero again in eighteen years.

Everyone dies eventually, but she never imagined she would die in such a miserable way.

Xiao Shenjing stared at her without speaking, his steps as he walked forward were calm and composed.

He seemed harmless.

A huge shadow loomed over him, like a wild beast about to break free, as it pounced on her.

Cold and dangerous.

Yunxi's heart skipped a beat; Xiao Shenjing was already standing by the bed.

He looked down at her, like a huge, unshakeable shadow.

Yunxi's hands and feet were tightly bound between the bedposts with ropes. Even though she knew she couldn't break free, she couldn't control her movements instinctively when she saw Xiao Shenjing like this.

As she struggled, her porcelain-white wrists were quickly rubbed red by the rough ropes.

Xiao Shenjing lifted his thick eyelashes and glanced at the red marks on her limbs, then chuckled inexplicably, "The night is still so long, if you keep moving around like this, you might bleed."

As he spoke, he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

As soon as he approached, Yunxi tensed up instantly.

He clenched his fist and asked, "What else do you want to do?"

Xiao Shenjing did not answer her.

He slowly pressed the blade of the knife against the button on her collarbone.

Yunxi trembled and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

He lowered his thick eyelashes, not looking at her, a thick shadow pressing down on the corners of his eyes, making him appear exceptionally focused.

With his exertion of force.

The first button on Yunxi's scarlet outer robe broke.

Then came the second one.

"Xiao Shenjing," Yun Xi said with a tense smile, "you won't go crazy at me again because of what Xu Yuansi said, will you?"

The cold, sharp blade moved across the skin like a viper's tongue.

"Shh." Xiao Shenjing cut open the last one and whispered in Yunxi's ear, "Don't speak."

A sudden clap of thunder boomed outside the window.

At the same time, the dagger in his hand cut through her last plain gauze dress.

The sudden chill made Yunxi's eyelashes tremble violently.

She gritted her teeth and remained silent for a few moments before suddenly asking, "Xiao Shenjing, have you fallen in love with me?"

"Are you jealous or envious right now?"

Xiao Shenjing suddenly gripped the knife handle tightly; his long, slender fingers, once used to hold a pen in his youth, were now a ghastly pale white.

Then, in the next instant, the dagger suddenly slashed down, the sound of tearing silk shattering the fragrant aroma that filled the room.

The last piece of clothing was also reduced to fragments.

The scraps of cloth clung to her outstretched arms and wrists, a few strands of black hair fell onto her delicate collarbone, and the soft, white flesh that she couldn't conceal bloomed with vibrant red buds.

Her slender, rounded waist seemed too delicate to be grasped, but Xiao Shenjing knew it was incredibly resilient and could be easily broken.

Xiao Shenjing's Adam's apple bobbed, and his phoenix eyes, like a raging storm outside the window, were extremely aggressive.

Yunxi felt an uncontrollable tingling sensation on her scalp, and her calves were stretched taut under his gaze.

Suddenly, another thunderbolt struck the night sky, and she trembled violently.

"Xiao Shenjing, why are you doing this to me? Why?" Xi could no longer bear it and struggled frantically.

Xiao Shenjing still did not answer, and his veiny hands tore the clothes she had cut off into pieces.

The sound of tearing silk and thunder mingled in Yunxi's ears, and his expression was terrifyingly dark amidst the lightning and flickering candlelight.

Under Yunxi's gaze, he wrapped the torn fabric around her wrists and ankles.

The fabric was soft and cool, yet it sent chills down your spine like an iron chain.

Completely powerless to fight back, Yunxi was so angry that her breathing became disordered. "Xiao Shenjing, are you mute? Answer me!"

She grew angrier as she spoke, "You've hit a nerve and you're afraid to admit it?"

"You call yourself an emperor? What kind of supreme ruler are you? You're just a coward, a wimp."

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck down.

It split Xiao Shenjing's eyebrows and eyes open, like ice cracking under the moonlight, revealing the hideous fissures beneath.

"Yunxi, where did he touch you?" His hand traced down her body.

Like a snake flicking its tongue, the man's cold fingers traced down the thin skin of the smooth neck.

It glides over the delicate collarbone.

Yunxi felt as if several ants were crawling on her at the same time, and she bit her lip sharply.

The instant the blue-white lightning cleaved through the clouds, Xiao Shenjing's face cast a ghostly double image on the dragon-patterned window screen.

He suddenly looked up and asked her, "Did you let him touch this place?"

Yunxi stared intently at him, her eyes welling up with tears.

If she says she didn't touch him, will Xiao Shenjing let her go?

That's impossible.

Could she possibly utter such words of pleading?

That's impossible.

What's the difference between this and kneeling and begging him to live?

She glared at him angrily. "None of your business! I can let whoever wants to touch me, I can touch whoever I want!"

Just then, a thunderclap tore through the sky, and lightning split Xiao Shenjing's face in two, one bright and one dark. His right eye, hidden in the shadows, was burned crimson by the candlelight.

He suddenly remembered that when he caught her in Yangzhou, she and Xu Yuansi were lying on the bed with their clothes disheveled.

She recalled the day she said in front of a palace maid, "I have someone I like. He has thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and is very tall. Moreover, he is a doctor with excellent medical skills. He is much better looking than Xiao Shenjing."

His fingers suddenly tightened.

The rouge color that extended out became even deeper.

Yunxi suddenly pursed her lips.

As if the punishment wasn't enough, the man joined in with his other hand, his movements completely haphazard and without any discernible pattern.

Looking at Yunxi at this moment, Xiao Shenjing's breathing was unsteady, and his chest heaved slightly. He suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Yunxi, do you think it's better for me to cut off the hand that touched you and feed it to the dogs, or to chop him into a human pig?"

The low, husky voice was so chilling it sent shivers down your spine.

The heavy rubbing of her fingers made Yunxi's eyelashes tremble uncontrollably.

It was like a swarm of ants crawling by.

The intense, bone-deep itch made the pain desperately try to escape; even with its bound arms and legs stretched to the limit, it still couldn't get rid of it.

Her scalp tingled, and she instinctively wanted to yell at him, but what came out was, "What does it have to do with me?"

She keenly realized that the more she pleaded for anyone's life at this moment, the more she would enrage the madman in front of her.

She couldn't guarantee that Xiao Shenjing wouldn't really lose his mind.

That would only bring trouble upon Xu Yuansi.

After all, he is now on Jing Kingdom's territory.

Xiao Shenjing could kill him with ease.

The next instant, her chin was grabbed tightly by a hand. "What did you say?"

"Don't drag me into your business!" Her raised voice was full of disgust and hatred, without a trace of tenderness or love.

Thunder rumbled across the glazed tiles.

“Yunxi, you’re always like this, seemingly unyielding. But for those you care about, you’re willing to willingly throw yourself into the mud for them.” Xiao Shenjing gently stroked her chin, which had been pinched red. Dark clouds rolled in his half-closed eyes, a mixture of thick jealousy, envy, and an uncontrollable longing.

I used to feel the same way for him.

He suddenly lifted his eyelashes and looked at her. "Why can't you be like you used to be?"

“Because in the past,” Yunxi suddenly smiled at him, her eyes filled with resolute disgust, “I was blind. I wish I had never met you, never had anything to do with you.”

Xiao Shenjing suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly. His taut jawline gleamed with a chilling light in the lightning, like a scimitar about to drink blood.

"I'll make sure you remember this at all times." He turned his head and shouted, "Fu Shun, get in here."

The eunuch Fu appeared outside as quickly as possible, bowing and saying, "Bring me the cinnabar imperial brush."

No sooner had the cold, harsh voice fallen than another bolt of lightning struck down.

Fu Shun's shoulders trembled, and he didn't even dare to lift his eyelids. He quickly bowed and retreated.

"Xiao Shenjing, what are you going to do?"

“You’re so smart, why don’t you guess?” Xiao Shenjing stared at her rising and falling breaths, his eyes darkening, and suddenly lowered his head to bite her lips.

This kiss was devoid of any tenderness.

As Yunxi's breathing quickened, her voice became increasingly forceful.

With a fierce and aggressive spirit of conquering cities and seizing territories.

Yunxi groaned in pain as she ate the tip of her tongue.

But he still felt it wasn't enough.

Until their breaths became hot and intertwined.

Just as everything became murky and chaotic, Fu Shun's cautious voice rang out from outside the door, "Your Majesty, the things have been brought."

Xiao Shenjing bit her tongue hard before getting up and covering her with the blanket.

"Come in."

Although Yunxi was completely hidden by the thin blanket, Xiao Shenjing saw her flushed cheeks and fierce expression, and he suddenly said to Fushun, "Stop."

Fu Shun immediately dared not move again.

Xiao Shenjing got out of bed and carried the tray to the bedside.

Seeing him pick up the sharp dagger again, Yunxi asked once more, "What are you going to do this time?"

"You think I'm going to kill you?"

His voice was hoarse as he looked up at her, his eyes still tinged with a chilling desire.

Yunxi pursed her lips and remained silent.

"When the emperor makes a mistake, he writes an edict of self-reproach; but if you say something wrong, I will punish you by making you remember it at all times."

Before the sound faded,

The torrential rain suddenly poured down, pounding heavily on the glazed tiles.

"No matter what happened in the past, you are my woman now, and you will be for the rest of your life!"

Yunxi was about to scold him.

But then Xiao Shenjing raised his hand, and a sharp short blade instantly sliced ​​through his wrist.

Amidst torrential rain, lightning, and thunder, crimson blood trickled down his wrist.

He seemed to feel no pain at all, his deep phoenix eyes fixed on her.

Behind him, lightning and thunder suddenly tore the blackness apart for a moment.

The intense white light made Yunxi instinctively close her eyes, and she trembled slightly for a moment.

She hates thunder.

He loathed Xiao Shenjing at this moment.

He seemed to have truly gone mad.

When Yunxi opened her eyes again, she watched as he collected the blood into a jade bowl, mixed it with cinnabar, and then, under Yunxi's gaze, slowly dipped a brand-new brush into the cinnabar mixed with blood.

As he held the gold-inlaid wolf-hair brush above Yunxi's heart, he glanced at her, and the tip of the brush suddenly pierced the hollow of her collarbone.

It feels cool, smooth, and moist, just like snowflakes falling onto the skin.

Yunxi instantly snapped like a drawn bow.

As the crimson pen tip moved across the paper in his hand, following the rise and fall of her distorted, paused breaths, it slid over the top and fell into the hill.

A deep, bone-deep itch that seeps into the thin skin.

It runs wildly through the blood.

Yunxi trembled uncontrollably, her toes stretched straight but she couldn't dodge.

Only by stretching the neck, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, can one achieve this.

Unable to bear it any longer, she shouted, "Xiao Shenjing, stop! What are you doing?"

Even his voice trembled.

Xiao Shenjing's emotions grew even more intense, and his hand, splashing ink, did not stop for a moment.

He watched as crimson blossomed on her fair skin.

Watching her breath rise and fall with him.

The faster he wielded his brush, the more intense the tingling sensations surged towards Yunxi like waves.

Again and again, she couldn't bear it and clutched the thin blanket beneath her, her neck taut as a straight line.

The blood-stained brush traced a path across trembling skin, leaving a single, inscribed character on the ribcage. The characters moved, then pressed heavily against the heart.

"By day, he is intoxicating; by night, he gnaws at my bones; he is inseparable from Xiao Shenjing, even in life and death."

As she finished writing, a line of bold, elegant characters appeared in the flickering candlelight, blooming on her fair and beautiful skin.

Watching his blood bloom on Yunxi's skin, seeping into her skin layer by layer.

Completely integrated.

She could no longer be separated from him, nor could she escape him; a surge of intense excitement rushed from the depths of Xiao Shenjing's heart to the top of his head.

He only wanted to possess her completely.

He wanted everything she owned to belong to him alone.

"Yunxi," he threw down his pen and turned over.

He kissed her.

She struggled to escape.

"Why are you dodging!" A hand with bulging veins grabbed her chin and forcibly lifted it, forcing her to passively endure even the kiss.

As Xiao Shenjing leaned forward, the candlelight cast a sharp shadow on his brow bone. His once-praised phoenix eyes now gleamed with a cold, jade-like light, the corners tinged with a faint red.

He was born with the most perfect bone structure of the Xiao royal family, but now it was permeated with twisted desires.

“Look at me.” He pinched Yunxi.

"Get out! What did you write to me?" Yunxi angrily turned away, but her restrained body could not escape.

“By day, I am consumed by passion; by night, I am consumed by my own flesh and blood. I will never leave Xiao Shenjing’s side, even in life and death.” He looked into her eyes, which were filled with dark clouds, and suddenly lowered his waist.

In that instant, even though I was prepared.

But it still made her momentarily lose her composure.

As if struck by lightning, my mind went completely blank.

Her taut neck suddenly stretched out, as if it had broken.

A strand of black hair fell down from the side of Xiao Shenjing's face.

As it swayed and shook wildly, it repeatedly slapped Yunxi's cheeks.

"Yunxi, look at me, Yunxi," he called out to her once more.

A hoarse voice is medicine.

It's an addictive drug.

Yunxi could see his face clearly in the flickering candlelight, which reflected the madness in the corner of his eyes.

Her pupils were trembling.

As he watched her lips move helplessly, the words he had personally written on her body blossomed and bloomed with her breath, twisting and bursting forth.

Xiao Shenjing's pupils were dark and thick, filled with intense emotions that were hard to suppress, and he was eager to find an outlet for them.

He suddenly grabbed her chin and, panting, kissed her neck deeply.

Yunxi trembled, "Xiao Shenjing, why don't you just die?"

"I will not die." He kissed her forcefully.

The scalding heat, like boiling water, sprayed onto her neck, as if it wanted to melt her.

He bit her and said domineeringly, "Yunxi, I want you to be like you were before."

"Like me and love me as you did before."

"You're dreaming," Yunxi gasped, stretching her neck as she spoke haltingly but with immense anger, "I'd rather die than love you."

"If you dare to die, I will arrest everyone you care about." He stared at her, maliciously stopping his movements, but his hands still grabbed, rubbed, and pulled, refusing to leave.

Crimson blood gushed from the unhealed wound on his wrist, dripping onto her.

It was rubbed and blurred again and again, like a messy painting done with blood.

Xiao Shenjing seemed completely oblivious to the stinging pain from his wound.

His hands tightened.

Yunxi looked at her, frowning, and watched her arch her back in his hands.

He excitedly and freely looked her over.

"Even if you die, I will not let you go. I will have your soul summoned back, so that all the people you care about will kneel before your corpse and watch me chop off their heads one by one."

The torrential rain, accompanied by a strong wind, seeped into the windowpane.

"You don't deserve me, I can't, I will never like you," Yunxi's convulsing fingers gripped the blankets tightly as she repeatedly said, "I won't, I won't."

She was as taut as a bowstring stretched to its limit, desperately trying to regain her senses, but her breath grew increasingly broken with each of his punishments.

"You will, Yunxi!" Seeing Yunxi in such a state of confusion, Xiao Shenjing felt his mouth go dry and his heart pounding violently.

He aggressively pinched her chin and kept kissing her sweaty temples. "Yunxi, Yunxi, you only have one path: to fall in love with me. All others are wrong paths. Only I am your right path."

"Yunxi, look at me," he forced her to look at him. "You have no other way to go. Even if it's a dead end, you have to walk it for me."

The candlelight in the room flickered and swayed in the torrential rain of the night.

It felt like it was about to be submerged in the summer storm in the next instant.

Yunxi shook her head and bit her lip tightly.

Even at such a moment, she wouldn't allow herself to utter any other words of disgust.

Unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable.

But this extremely patient demeanor only added fuel to the fire.

His eyes were red. "I will make you fall in love with me again, over and over again, time and time again."

"Not only your heart, but your body must also remember my shape."

He became ruthless.

Yunxi wanted nothing more than to slap him across the face.

Even with her hands stretched to the limit, she couldn't escape from the tightly bound ropes.

She nearly broke down and yelled, "You're a despicable mad dog! I can never like you again!"

"I really want to kill you." Xiao Shenjing's mind went blank, and he grabbed her neck with one hand, tightening his grip.

Suffocating.

The moment Xiao Shenjing saw her tears, he trembled violently.

He held her tightly and kissed her wildly.

"Yunxi Yunxi"

"You and I are on different paths, but you can only love me and belong to me."

Amidst the torrential rain, the faint sound of a water clock dripping at midnight could be heard.

"Yunxi, you can't escape her."

You can't escape.

The bedding was piled up haphazardly, and the veins on the crossed legs bulged out.

In the process of dying.

Xiao Shenjing's tongue suddenly plunged into Yunxi's mouth, silencing all her sounds.