Cage (1)
Li Qi trembled under his hands, tears falling one by one, hitting his palms, extremely hot.
"You've finally experienced what it's like to be stabbed with hope. Are you devastated now? Do you really want to kill He Zhangjing? Do you really want to kill Wang Mo? Or do you want to kill me?"
Li Qi had her chin pinched by him, making it difficult for her to speak, so she simply remained silent.
A gust of wind blew open a corner of the car curtain, and several soldiers outside walked by holding Ye Lan Shengxiang, who was also in shackles.
They were all arranged by Li Qi to ambush here today, preparing to kill Feng Siji for the third time and nip his revenge on her in the bud.
But now they have all been caught.
Li Qi gritted her teeth and spoke with difficulty: "What do you want...?"
Feng Siji bent his head, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked her eyes, licking away the salty tears one by one.
The tip of his tongue swept across her eyelids, bringing waves of sticky and slippery sensation. Her breathing stagnated and her eyelashes trembled violently.
He said incoherently, "I know all your plans for today, including your visit to the Queen."
Li Qi's head buzzed.
She turned her head to avoid his licking and kissing, stared at him and asked: "Are you spying on me?!"
He pinched her face and said through gritted teeth, "It's just surveillance, and you can't stand it? What about you? You really stabbed me."
A cold, murderous look flashed in his eyes, perhaps expressing hatred or love. Li Qi looked at him and suddenly realized something. She grabbed his collar and asked sternly, "Did you set this up? You deliberately shielded me in Concubine Li's case, letting my guard down and making me think..."
She thought that he was still the good man and good official in Qianzhou, and still the Feng Siji who would blush if teased.
He had changed. He was no longer the Feng Siji she knew.
Feng Siji's fingertips gently traced the shape of her eyebrows and he laughed sinisterly: "People change. Your mistake is that you are too confident."
After she left, he recalled every scene in Qianzhou every day, from the first time they met to their planned marriage. Her every voice, smile, and appearance were like knives. Whenever he recalled them, the wound in his abdomen would hurt again.
But he still insisted on thinking about her. The more he thought about her, the more he had to endure.
The longer he endures, the more he suppresses, the deeper the crazy obsession in his heart will be. Now seeing Li Qi, he has only one impulse: to tear her into pieces, rub her into his bones, and merge her into one with him. Only in this way can he make her inseparable from him forever.
A small pool of Li Qi's hot tears gathered in his palm. He lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, then picked her up, held her in his arms, and bent down to kiss her lips.
She turned her face away to prevent him from kissing her, but he pinched her cheek and turned her around forcefully, staring at her resentful and unwilling eyes. He ignored her and lowered his gaze to look at her rosy lips.
"Open." He ordered coldly.
Li Qi stared at him intently, her eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, and she stubbornly kept her lips tightly closed.
He hated her stubbornness and always wanted to break it so that she could no longer use any tricks or schemes, and would just stay by his side and be devoted to him.
He pinched her face hard, pouting her mouth so that she couldn't even close her teeth. He could see her cute white teeth hidden between her small lips.
Feng Siji lowered his head and licked gently with the tip of his tongue, from the lips to the white teeth.
When I kissed her, I felt that the dream that I had been unable to grasp for many years finally fell into my palm. It was a real, warm dream.
He kissed her deeper and deeper, unable to control his desire for more. His arms around her gradually tightened, so tight that she almost suffocated.
Li Qi felt the wetness swimming in her mouth. She wanted to resist but couldn't. Her hands and feet were bound by his shackles. She could only let out a low whimper from her throat, just like before in Qianzhou, when he whimpered and begged her.
As if he noticed her breathing getting weaker, he withdrew reluctantly. She was free and took in big gulps of oxygen.
I could feel a light layer of moist and warm substance on my lips. I knew what it was without having to think about it. It must look shiny at this moment.
Feng Siji gently wiped the glistening liquid from her lips, his gentleness so soft that it was creepy: "I wanted to do this when I was in the carriage in Qianzhou. But at that time, my stomach was aching and I had no strength.
"At that time, I was lying on the ground and saw you sitting up high with a cold look in your eyes. I thought, people like you must be unscrupulous and have an extremely hard heart. How can I retaliate to make your methods useless and break your heart?"
He kissed her forehead, without any lust, more like pity, more like control.
She couldn't say anything, but just kept shaking, clutching his collar tightly with both hands.
"Later, I figured it out. The only way is to control you completely, physically and mentally. You have to submit to me, even if you don't want to. Smile at me, flatter me. You can't refuse me, and you can't leave me. Your body and mind are all under my control. You belong to me for the rest of your life."
Li Qi stood still and let him do what he wanted, looking at Feng Siji above her, her eyes slowly turning red.
How could he, such a well-behaved and gentle man, become like this?
Unable to accept this fact, she asked with difficulty, "You said you would be a good official and would never show favoritism or cover up for others in your life. That's what you promised your father. You also said you would redress the verdicts of the wronged people in the world. Have you forgotten?"
Feng Siji hugged her tightly, burying his face in the crook of her neck: "I haven't forgotten. I will not let go of the person who caused the fall of Yunzhou."
"What about me? What do you want to do with me?"
"Of course I won't let you go."
The carriage creaked along for a long time, but no sound from the bustling city of Kyoto was heard. This was not the way to Kyoto Prison.
Li Qi turned to look at him numbly: "Where are you taking me?"
"Gold Storage Pavilion."
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It was already afternoon when we arrived at the Treasury.
Li Qi was carried down from the carriage by Feng Siji. His arms were broad and warm. She could hear his strong heartbeat when she leaned there. However, the treasury was full of strangers and heavily guarded inside and outside, so she could not feel any warmth.
The snow from the sky fell on her face. In the blur of the flying snowflakes, the eleven-story treasury pavilion looked more and more like a cage.
And she would soon become one of the birds inside.
She was carried to the eleventh floor, where someone had lit a charcoal fire in advance, so it was warm even with the windows open.
Feng Siji put her on the rocking chair next to the fireplace, unlocked the shackles on her limbs with a key, and said, "Wait for me here.
"This is the eleventh floor. Even if you jump down with your limited skills, you won't be safe. If you dare to commit suicide, I will make Ye Lanshengxiang and Dong Linche suffer a fate worse than death."
She sat stiffly in the rocking chair, not moving even after the shackles were removed, staring numbly at the falling snow outside the window.
He stared at her for a long while, picked up the shackles he had taken off, and turned to leave.
As he reached the door frame, her difficult voice echoed behind him: "Don't kill He Zhangjing... leave him to me."
Feng Siji's throat rolled: "Okay."
He walked out of the door and locked it. Li Qi only heard a click, and then the surroundings fell into deathly silence. It seemed as if she was the only one left in the world, and the only thing in the world was the rustling sound of falling snow.
She sat in the rocking chair for a long time, stroking her empty chest blankly. It was really ridiculous that she actually went back to look for the necklace after it was lost in the County Lady's Mansion.
She forced back the heat in her eyes, stood up, walked to the door and pushed it, but it was locked and she couldn't get out.
She walked to the window again, pushed aside the branches that blocked her view and looked down. There were many people patrolling back and forth.
Those people were dressed simply but had sharp eyes and brisk steps. Li Qi had noticed this when she arrived just now. They were all people with kung fu skills and well-trained, like soldiers.
Apart from raising them privately, Li Qi couldn't think of where Feng Siji's soldiers came from.
She stuck her head out and looked down. The floor was too high and she couldn't run out.
If she really ran away, Ye Lan Shengxiang would be in Feng Siji's hands. He would reopen Wei Ming's case and it was unknown how he would treat them.
Li Qi suddenly laughed at herself and wiped her sore eyes. She should be worried about herself now, right?
She didn't know how big a threat Feng Siji could pose now.
She sat back in the rocking chair beside the charcoal stove, curled up in it and rocked, staring at the white sky, counting how many times she rocked before Feng Siji would come back.
But it is too painful, I can't calm down, and I don't know what is waiting for me.
She began to wonder, when Feng Siji was imprisoned in Qilitang together with Wei Ming's body, was he also suffering like she was now?
I don’t know where I came from, I don’t know where my future is, all I have is a heart full of hatred and unwillingness.
The color of the sky darkened inch by inch, and the snow stopped as night fell.
The fire in the charcoal stove had gone out, and the room was cool and gloomy. Li Qi leaned back in the rocking chair, drowsy. She didn't even know what she was thinking or whether she was asleep. It seemed that she was so numb that she had almost forgotten who she was.
The door creaked open and she looked back in panic, seeing Feng Siji standing at the door, holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and a snow-white cloak draped over his other arm.
Snow-colored dew condensed around him, his face hidden in the cold. He stood at the door frame, frowning and looking at her. His voice was calm: "Why don't you light the lamp?"
He seemed to feel the coolness in the room, frowned, put away his umbrella and cloak, locked the door, and walked over to her side.
She wasn't afraid of him yet. She let him get as close as he wanted without hiding. She just kept asking, "You said you wanted to overturn Wei Ming's case, but you left me here all day without questioning me. What exactly do you want to do?"
Feng Siji paused and looked at her: "It seems that I haven't explained it clearly enough."
Li Qi frowned: "What?"
He squatted before her and took her hand. It was just as cold as he'd expected. He held her hand in his hands to warm it, looking up at her and saying, "I thought I'd told you before, what I want from you is never to investigate the Yunzhou case for me, but to take my forbidden food."
As soon as the words came out, I could feel her hand in my palm shaking violently.
Her eyelashes fluttered in panic, and she began to feel a sense of unprecedented fear: "Aren't you here to arrest me?"
"Indeed not."
He let go of her hand and went to get the tongs to light the charcoal stove. "But if you try to escape from the Treasury, I can always use the case as an excuse to catch you back. So I advise you not to waste your time. You will only end up getting Ye Lan Sheng Xiang in trouble."
The warm yellow firelight gradually lit up, and the room finally felt a little warmer.
Li Qi asked blankly, "What happened to them?"
Feng Siji put down the tongs and found a tray of food on the small table next to her. She didn't have any meals today.
He reached out and touched it; it was already cold. He carried it out, had someone replace it with a new plate, and placed it in front of her again: "Eat it and you'll tell me."
Li Qi turned away and said, "I have no appetite."
Feng Siji pulled a stool over and sat next to her rocking chair, reaching out and gently stroking her cheek: "It's okay if you don't eat. After all, tonight is our wedding night. I'm just worried that if you don't eat, you won't be able to bear it tonight, so I urge you to eat a little."
Li Qi was confused and turned around to look at him blankly.
She had never read the storybooks that Dong Mingrong read. The most intimate time she had with someone was when she kissed Feng Siji. She couldn't understand the subtext in his words.
There was a clear confusion in her eyes. Feng Siji looked at her and laughed. His fingertips gently scratched her fingers and patiently explained: "On the wedding night, the couple consummates their marriage. If you don't eat, I think you can't bear it at night. Do you understand?"
Li Qi was stunned for a moment, and then her mind exploded like fireworks. She was so ashamed and angry that she raised her hand to slap him, but he easily restrained her. She changed her other hand, but he also grabbed it. He stood up, pressed his tall body into the rocking chair, and leaned over to bite her earlobe.
The wet, hot and sticky feeling swept across her cochlea without hesitation. Li Qi suddenly tightened her toes. An indescribable feeling swept over her whole body from deep inside her body, bringing a devastating dizziness that made her uncontrollably grab Feng Sijidi's arm.
This feeling was very strange and scary. She turned pale with fear and didn't understand what was happening to her.
But he seemed very happy. I heard his low laugh. "It seems you are very sensitive."
"you……"
"Master Feng, the things are here." A strange voice came from outside the door.
The door was pushed open, and the maid Qinglan walked in carrying a basket of clothes and stood beside Li Qi.
On the clothing tray was a wedding dress of a dull color, a fiery red, covered with a wide shawl inlaid with a few blue diamonds. When the candlelight shone on it, it emitted a dark blue reflection, dimly bright.
Li Qi recognized that this was the wedding dress they wore when they got married in Qianzhou. After she stabbed Feng Siji, she took off the wedding dress in the west room of Tingzhuyuan.
The cuffs of the wedding dress were still vaguely stained with Feng Siji's blood, which dried up bit by bit and turned a very dark color.
I didn’t expect that he actually packed it up and kept it for so long.
"Put it on." Feng Siji spoke, his voice sounding a little far away.
Li Qi came back to her senses and found that he had sat down on the edge of the bed without her noticing, sitting upright, staring at her without blinking.
Qinglan put down the clothes rack and retreated quietly. Only Li Qi and Feng Siji were left in the warm room.
Somehow, Li Qi suddenly felt a little nervous, with sweat oozing out of her forehead. Her heart beat faster and faster as she looked at Feng Siji.
She didn't move, and Feng Si urged her, his voice hinting at impatience: "Don't want to?"
Li Qi didn't move.
A series of thumping footsteps could be heard outside, followed by Ye Shu shouting, "Master, Ye Lan Sheng Xiang refuses to confess. Do you want to torture him?"
Li Qi shuddered at the sound. Feng Siji, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at her calmly and asked, "Li Qi, do you think you're going to be tortured?"
Li Qi gritted her teeth. Was he really asking for her opinion?
Seeing him smiling at her, that look of determination to win her made her feel very uncomfortable.
She clenched her fingers, slowly stood up from the rocking chair, and reached out for her wedding dress. When her fingertips touched the cold fabric, it was as if she had touched some memory that she least wanted to recall, and her heart shrank.
She took a deep breath to calm herself, picked up her wedding dress and went behind the screen.
"Change here." Feng Siji called her from behind.
Her palms tightened, and she couldn't help but turn around and glare at him: "You want to sleep with me, I can't resist, but if you want to sleep with me, just get straight to the point, why humiliate me like this!"
Feng Siji paused in unbuttoning his robe, and when he looked up at her, there was a murderous look in his eyes. Li Qi secretly cried out that something was wrong and ran towards the door, but he was much faster than her. He stepped towards her, grabbed her and pulled her towards the bed. He pushed her hard into the deep of the bed, causing her back to hurt and seeing stars.
He had already collapsed from the dizziness, and he tore open his robe, revealing a hideous wound on his abdomen.
The scar had been there for many years, stretching across his skin, as terrifying as a centipede.
Feng Siji stared at her coldly, grabbed her hand, and led her to touch the scar: "Asking you to change your clothes is a humiliation, then what is this knife you stabbed me with?"
The touch was just as ferocious as she had imagined, with the burning heat of his body temperature, and she could even feel the blood surging beneath her skin. She felt as if she was burned and desperately wanted to pull her hand back.
He refused and half-knelt beside her. The shadow cast by his tall body completely covered her. He himself was also hidden in the shadow, his face was dark and his eyes were unclear. She could only feel that there was a gloomy and deathly aura around him that was about to erupt, and it was a dead silence that could drag her into hell.
She had never seen him like this before, and she felt terrified. She tried her best to shrink back: "Let me go!"
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it tighter, and she felt like he was about to break her hand.
His voice echoed in my ears, "It's time to settle the score between us. The wounds on my shoulder and abdomen are all caused by you, one new, one old. Now, whatever I do to you, you deserve it."
"When you changed in Qianzhou, you did it in front of me, without any fear at all. Why are you scared now?"
Li Qi really wanted to say that it was her last trump card.
She was afraid that he would not die and would tell the truth to the emperor at the Jiedu Mansion. If the emperor knew, all the efforts would be in vain. So she deliberately exposed herself, leaving some good things for him, and then told him that he was reluctant to die and asked him to keep it a secret.
At that time, she just thought that they would never meet again, so there was nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, she also had feelings for him, and after paying homage to heaven and earth, she didn't feel disgusted by taking a look.
But now it's all different.
"Okay, if you don't want to, I'll change it for you."
Feng Siji quickly came up with a solution. He stretched out his claws towards her without mercy, grabbed her belt and pulled her out.
Li Qi tried to struggle and grabbed his wrists to prevent him from moving, but he was so strong that he directly held her hands together and clasped them above her head, leaving her with no strength to resist.
She wanted to resort to violence, but he seemed to notice her as soon as she had the idea. He stared at her gloomily and warned her, "If you don't want to be tied up, just behave yourself. You know, I'm a special case officer, and the last thing I need is shackles."
“…”
She was quiet, and he tore off her clothes in a few seconds, revealing a white jade-like beauty in front of him. He looked at her and his breath held. His eyes were so deep that she couldn't see clearly, and she just felt panic.
He put the wedding dress on her casually. His movements were calm, but his breathing was rapid and sweat was on his forehead.
Finally, she changed it, although it was crooked, with the collar stretching from her left shoulder to her right shoulder, and her hair was messed up, like a chicken coop.
His robe was already open, revealing his muscular chest and white trousers, with two hideous scars on his abdomen and shoulders.
He stood in front of her and said, "I'll ask you one last time, do you need food?"
Li Qi said stubbornly: "No, I have no appetite."
"Don't regret it."
He turned to pour the wine, and soon came back, sat next to her with two glasses of wine, and handed her one.
She didn't want to take it, but seeing his warning look, she slowly took it.
But she was not willing to drink with him, so he stared at her for a long time, and regardless of whether she was willing or not, he forced her hand to hold his and drank the wine.
Although he was drinking, his eyes never left Li Qi. She felt creepy when he looked at her. She accidentally choked while swallowing the wine, which made her cough violently.
Feng Si quickly patted her back to calm her down.
When she calmed down a little, Feng Siji hurriedly threw the wine cup to the ground. The ground was covered with a soft velvet carpet, which absorbed the sound of the wine cup falling to the ground.
He reached out and held Li Qi in his arms, then bent down and kissed her.
It was deeper and more brutal than any kiss before. Li Qi could taste a hint of impatience and madness in it. The tip of the tongue that swept in had a faint smell of alcohol, just like hers.
She couldn't breathe and pushed him away with both hands. He reluctantly moved back a little to give her time to breathe.
She was pushed down and quietly opened her eyes. Seeing him leaning over her, she suddenly panicked and choked out, "I don't want to..."
Feng Siji kissed her forehead soothingly and reached out to gently lift her hair. He was so gentle, but he was not careless in possessing her.
"Li Qi, will you plot against me again and just want to get rid of me and leave?"
She was shaking with pain and couldn't answer at all, so he paused for a moment to give her a chance to catch her breath.
Li Qi seldom cried bitterly, unless she couldn't help it and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She wanted to use force to push him away, but she found that the pain was so severe that even the little effort she had wasted.
"Feng, Feng..." He couldn't even speak.
He grabbed her hand and kissed it, "I'm here."
Li Qi gradually regretted not listening to him and having some food.
She always thought that he was just a scholar, so she thought he was gentle in everything he did. She didn't expect that she underestimated this.
He was truly cruel, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her whole. He was so fierce that she almost suspected she had recognized the wrong person. This might not be Feng Siji. But as she reached out to trace his face, it was definitely him.
She really regretted not listening to him and having some food.
She was sleepy and tired and cursed: "Bung, bungle... bungle..."
Every word she said was broken up into pieces according to his rhythm, and she couldn't form a complete sentence. She felt that he did it on purpose, deliberately not allowing her to curse out loud.
She seemed to have a new understanding of Feng Siji inside and out.
He is not the gentle and perfect person he appears to be. He is a devil and a beast, with all kinds of tricks and is extremely ferocious.
Li Qi was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes and was unconscious.
Her last memory was before she fell asleep, when he seemed to be asking her to call him "husband" in her ear.
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