Chapter 50 (Bonus Chapter for Nutrient Solution Over 2000) Losing consciousness...
Cold, smooth fingers pressed against the lips, the knuckles slightly bent, deliberately rubbing along the lip line.
Ji Chengning threw a backhand punch.
The other person, however, seemed to see in the darkness, and grabbed his hand, twisting it behind his back, tightening his fingers, and squeezing his other hand tightly, pressing it above his head.
Ji Chengning was resting on the bed. His movements were already restricted and he was completely unprepared. His legs were pinned down by the other person, and he was stuck in a very awkward position.
At this very moment, the other person still had the leisure to trace his lips. The bitter, fishy smell unique to leather relentlessly invaded his nasal cavity. The slow but undeniable movement made the fingers pressing on his lips seem like independent living things.
The anger of being offended mixed with his instinctive vigilance sent shivers down his spine.
Ji Chengning's eyes turned cold. Taking advantage of the other party's slow, gentle rubbing of his lips, he opened his mouth and bit down hard.
A strange taste instantly spread in his mouth, making his stomach churn.
But they didn't budge.
The sharp teeth pierced his skin through the glove, and the force was so great that Ji Chengning could even hear the creaking sound of bones being crushed by the pressure.
"hiss."
That was the first sound the man made that night.
Just as Ji Chengning had heard at the Princess's residence, it was low, hoarse, and cold.
It sounds like a cry of pain, but the voice is completely calm, as if teasing a puppy that has just grown its teeth. Even though it doesn't feel any pain, it still praises it encouragingly and approvingly—"What sharp teeth!"
It's him!
Ji Chengnin suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Why is it this persistent ghost again? Ji Chengnin gritted his teeth, his knuckles making a series of chilling cracking sounds.
However, the person who came seemed to feel no pain at all. "Chengning," he called out.
A cool yet soft voice brushed against my ear, a sensation so strange it was almost like the trembling of bones, a muffled whisper emanating from my abdomen.
Ji Chengning felt a chill run down his spine.
For a moment, he even wondered if he was going to die.
Otherwise, why would ghostly messengers come to take his soul?
"Chengning." The demon lowered his head, his moist and lingering voice making his eardrums vibrate. He praised her with infatuation, "You look so beautiful in your official robes."
Ji Chengnin felt a chill run down his spine.
This beast knows what he looks like in official robes. If that's true, then he must be one of his close associates!
Who is it?
In addition, this person was highly skilled. He quickly scanned the faces of everyone in the Qinglu Guard in his mind, from Li Bi, who always followed him and flattered him, to the calm, reserved and shy Jiang Linzhou, and even the errand boys and servants in the government office.
But none of them overlapped with the person in front of them.
Who exactly is it?
"Your waist is bound with a jade belt, only a small section of it," Ji Chengnin continued with the praise he didn't want to hear at all, "It's as if I could cover it with my hand, but I don't like the hem of your official robe."
Like a delirious dream.
Ji Chengning wanted to spit.
I don't care if you like it or not!
However, the presence of the fingers was too undeniable, so Ji Chengning could only maintain this position to prevent this bastard from taking advantage of the situation.
To facilitate movement, the trousers underneath the official robes were fitted rather tightly, thus highlighting the lines of the calves, which were partially hidden within the cold black robes with gold trim.
Wearing military boots that barely covered half of his calves, the stiff leather tightly wrapped around his muscles, and the brass buckles cast into the heads of ferocious beasts, he looked so sharp and dashing that he couldn't take his eyes off him.
Naturally, it also captivated onlookers.
For example, that guy named Li Bi, his subordinate.
As a subordinate, it's one thing if he doesn't know how to keep his distance from his superior, but he can barely tolerate Li Bi following Ji Chengning around every day. Why does Li Bi's eyes always have to be glued to Ji Chengning?
The sharp teeth cut into the soft flesh inside the mouth with displeasure.
The smell of blood spread instantly.
But no matter what, Cheng Ning was in his arms.
The demon's thin, angular lips curled up, then curled up again.
A thin line of blood, like a red makeup, moistened the entire pale lips.
Cheng Ning is in my arms.
His tone was filled with undisguised joy, "So charming and imposing," he paused, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, and continued with his infatuation, "I really like Cheng Ning."
Normally, Ji Chengning would accept such praise from others with a smug look, regardless of whether it was true or not. But things were different now. Every time the young marquis said he liked it, he felt a layer of cold sweat on his body.
Like being wrapped around the neck by a venomous snake.
When did he ever mess with such a madman!
Is this person truly alive?
Just like that day at the Princess's villa, she appeared without resistance and disappeared without a trace.
"I really like Cheng Ning."
He opened his mouth, and his cold, damp breath landed on Ji Chengnin's cheek.
Ji Chengning immediately got goosebumps behind his ears.
It seems I can already smell the cold, fishy odor from the snake's mouth.
The evil spirit whispered, "But why are so many people looking at Cheng Ning? I really want to cut off their heads." Then it soaked them in a glass jar and placed it by the bedside, so that they could watch him get close to the prince. "Cheng Ning, can you not be so charming? It will cause trouble."
Ji Chengnin rarely heard such shameless words. He held back for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back and mumbled, "Like you, a madman?"
The demon nodded, "Yes."
His candid admission made Ji Chengnin laugh in exasperation.
As she spoke, she nuzzled his face.
It was cold and hard, with faintly raised lines on it, which made Ji Chengning's jaw go numb from the scraping.
This is definitely not human skin!
More like snake scales than human scales.
Ji Chengning's hair stood on end.
Did he really provoke an evil spirit or snake demon?
Noticing Ji Chengnin's stiffness, the other person's eyes darkened for a moment, then turned into deep pleasure.
Ji Chengnin strained to see, and after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could barely make out what he was looking at, thanks to the faintest of lights.
The stark white and thick dark red intertwined, tracing and roaming unrestrainedly on the mask, which seemed to be made of black iron, creating an extremely ferocious yet incomparably beautiful ghost mask.
My breathing became a little stiff for the first second.
Immediately, Ji Chengnin understood perfectly.
This person must be someone I know well, otherwise why would they hide their face?
Not even half an inch of skin is exposed.
“I see Cheng Ning tossing and turning in bed,” the evil spirit said gently, “Is there something on your mind that keeps you awake?”
Ji Chengnin's reply was a single, concise word: "Get lost."
The other person chuckled softly.
If you ignore his cold voice, his smile is actually quite charming.
He paid no attention to Ji Chengning's disgusted attitude and continued to ask softly, "I have a good way to make Chengning fall asleep in no time. Would you like to try it?"
It was lingering yet chilling, like the trembling sound of a long-neglected ancient zither.
It may not be beautiful, but it stung Ji Chengning's spine.
"Get out." Ji Chengnin said two more words this time.
Before he could finish speaking, the leg that had been pinned down finally found an opening and slammed down hard on the opponent's back!
The movements were swift and ruthless, almost bringing with them a fierce gust of wind.
The fingers that had been pressing against Ji Chengning's lips were suddenly pulled out, and with incredible speed, Ji Chengning's knee was pressed down hard.
"Judging from Cheng Ning's reaction, it seems he has already figured out the method I need to use." The evil spirit felt the powerful and vibrant muscles under his palm with satisfaction, and he narrowed his eyes contentedly. "Relax, Cheng Ning."
Before Ji Chengning could speak, he murmured, "The incense burning in the burner is the Cloud-Carrying Incense. Chengning, don't move it."
Holding rain and carrying clouds... Ji Chengnin's pupils constricted. This damn thing was just for entertainment!
"It's just the effect of the medicine," the evil spirit coaxed softly. "Don't overthink it."
The cool fingers moved inward along the slender, smooth lines of the leg.
...
Perhaps it was because the medicinal effects of Xieyunxiang were too good, perhaps Ji Chengnin's body was too tense, or perhaps he was too busy with official duties to care about such things.
Like a torrential downpour, or like waves repeatedly washed ashore and piled up like snow.
His usually clear eyes were moist, and Ji Chengnin tilted his head, his gaze somewhat unfocused.
The demon's breathing suddenly became heavy.
The fingers that were holding Ji Chengnin's wrist loosened for half a second without his notice. The young master Ji, who had been like a fish out of water just moments before, suddenly pulled his hand away and slapped the other man across the face.
"Smack!"
My wrist went numb from the recoil.
The masked demon was in even worse shape, feeling as if a chisel was piercing straight into his brow, his ears ringing. He closed his eyes briefly, but his bloodshot eyes held no anger, only excitement.
"Does it hurt?" he asked tenderly. "If I had known Cheng Ning was going to hit me, I would have taken off my mask."
Ji Chengning rarely experienced the feeling of being both angry and laughing so many times in a single day.
He grinned and smiled at the other person.
His smile was filled with murderous intent.
That's good too.
He thought contentedly.
It's far better for the Crown Prince to despise him, hate him, and want to kill him than for the Crown Prince to simply forget about him.
It was the first time he had done something like this, and strangely enough, he didn't feel the nausea and disgust he had expected.
The burning dryness in his throat was relieved for only a moment before it was no longer given relief.
It seems that only by learning more from Ji Chengnin can one...
Ji Chengning's lips opened and closed.
His lips were as moist as peach petals, and though not curved, they were full of affection. He said, "I'm going to kill you."
The tingling and satisfaction deep inside couldn't be faked, and it fueled Ji Chengnin's anger even more.
The newcomer burst out laughing.
"Alright." He lowered his head and spoke with gentle concern, "Then please take good care of yourself, Cheng Ning, and don't overthink things or have too many worries." He suddenly thought of Zhou Yu and let out a sarcastic snort from his nose, "He will die young."
Ji Chengnin gritted his teeth and revealed an extremely beautiful smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely die after you."
The newcomer laughed even harder. "Alright, then Cheng Ning, don't forget to collect my body and bury it," he even paused to think, "...right next to you, okay?"
Ji Chengnin raised his leg and kicked, "Someone like you only deserves to be thrown into a mass grave to be eaten by wild dogs, dying without a complete corpse!"
This was the first time the visitor had seen him so angry and helpless. As a result, all of the young marquis's slight dissatisfaction with Ji Chengnin's lack of cooperation was completely dispelled by the slight blush on his cheekbones.
He smiled, his eyes crinkling.
After a moment, as if remembering something, his smile suddenly turned cold. "Cheng Ning, does your cousin know about this?"
He actually knew about his cousin!
Ji Chengnin's expression changed drastically.
This beast must be someone I know well!
But who, who has such courage and such skill?
He simply couldn't figure it out.
This person's martial arts skills are superior to his, and besides, his muscles and bones are currently numb. Since he cannot resist with force, Ji Chengnin will not resist.
Reason gradually returned to him, and he smiled and said, "What? Isn't it because you suddenly barged in, willingly degenerated, and preferred to be a nameless servant? You are nothing more than an object for the young marquis's amusement, why should my cousin know?"
The air suddenly froze.
The newcomer shone with a dangerous light in the darkness.
He raised his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"As expected, he's as fickle as the rumors say," he said. "Since Cheng Ning doesn't want to sleep yet, let's continue."
He was delirious and unaware of the passage of time.
The last thing Ji Chengning heard before he fell into a deep sleep was, "Actually, there is no such thing as Xieyun Incense, it's just ordinary calming incense."
"you……!"
He was exhausted, and a sweet sleepiness swept over him. His eyelids trembled slightly, but he couldn't hold on any longer. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
...
The next day, it was broad daylight.
Ji Chengning was awakened by a knock on the door.
"Your Highness, it's almost time. Are you ready to get up?"
Yes, Ji Chengnin rubbed his sleepy eyes. Was that his cousin's voice?!
He was jolted.
Just as I was about to get up, a slightly damp and cool sensation brushed against my skin.
Upon realizing what it was, Ji Chengnin's expression changed drastically.
Was it a fleeting dream, or...? His gaze swept around warily, then suddenly stopped after landing on the demon mask beside his pillow.
The mask's eyes were empty, and the corners of its lips were upturned, as if it were smiling at him.
Ji Chengning grabbed the mask, intending to smash it to the ground, when he suddenly remembered that Cui Yao was still outside the door.
Not wanting to frighten Cui Yao, he gritted his teeth and stuffed the mask under his pillow.
"Ah Yao, you go first, don't come in yet."
He opened his mouth, his voice unusually hoarse.
Cui Yao seemed to sense something was wrong with his voice, but she didn't think of anything else, assuming he was unwell. She asked worriedly, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Should I call the physician?"
"Crunch."
It was the sound of a door being pushed open.
Ji Chengning's waist was mostly stiff.
A multitude of emotions intertwined and burned fiercely, causing Ji Chengnin's eyes to redden. He threw off the blanket and wrapped himself up tightly. "I'm fine, A-Yao, don't come in!"
Her panicked tone was finally no longer the same as before, when she remained completely unmoved even when they were physically close.
A strange sense of satisfaction spread through my heart.
Cui Yao smiled and replied softly, "Okay."
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Author's Note: Too late! A red envelope will drop in the next chapter! [cat paw emoji]
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