Cage (4)
Li Qi fell into his arms and her forehead hit his chin hard. She screamed in pain and stars appeared in front of her eyes.
"Feng Siji!"
"Why are you running? Do you think you can get away?"
Feng Siji grabbed her hand and led her to touch his abdomen: "Do you feel it? This wound.
"Li Qi, kiss it if you feel it."
A hideous scar protruded on the palm of her hand. This was not the first time he had let her feel the scar like this, but the feeling was still terrifying.
She could feel his blood pulsating beneath his warm skin, and the scar seemed to come alive, kissing the palm of her hand.
Li Qi shook her head and shrank back, "No..." She felt disgusted.
Feng Si, who saw what she was thinking, laughed angrily. He put his cold hands on her waist and pressed her against his waist and abdomen.
His cool breath blew against my ear: "Why didn't you feel disgusted when you stabbed me?"
The hand he held around her waist was so tight that it seemed as if he wanted to break her waist. It was painful and heavy. She twisted and struggled in vain, and it only made him hold her tighter and deeper.
"open!"
She looked up at him angrily. His face was hidden in the dim light, but his eyes were deep and calm, like a deep cold pond, staring at her without blinking.
He pushed her off him and made her kneel before him. Seeing that she looked like she was about to fight, Feng Siji grabbed her wrist and warned her with a smile: "If you don't want your martial arts skills to be crippled, then behave yourself. I have a hundred ways to make sure you can never pick up a sword again.
"Don't even think about killing me and running away. If I die, not only Ye Lan Sheng Xiang, but the entire Ping An Village will be buried with me."
Li Qi's hands froze in mid-air, and she gritted her teeth as she watched him unbutton his shirt bit by bit, revealing the wound on his abdomen.
The scar is very dark, and the purple-red scar looks like a huge centipede clinging there, which is scary just to look at.
I can't imagine how deep she stabbed him, and how long it took him to recover.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my jaw. He lifted my face up with force and saw his sinister smile: "You are the one who cut it, what are you afraid of?"
Li Qi didn't know what else to say. She just remained silent as she felt the hand that was pinching her chin move to the back of her neck. Then her neck was pinched by him. Before she could feel the temperature of his palm, he held the back of her head and pressed it hard against his abdomen.
The scar quickly enlarged in front of his eyes. Li Qi struggled violently, but her strength was far inferior to his. First, a light soapy scent wafted into her nostrils, and then she kissed the scar.
The touch, hotter than his lips, made her shiver.
His cold voice echoed above his head: "You have the courage to stab me, but you don't have the courage to face it."
Li Qi held down his legs on both sides and tried to get up, but he seemed to notice something and pressed his big hands on her shoulders to prevent her from getting up. He gritted his teeth and said,
"Let me feel it well. For all these years, I see it every time I take a shower. Every time I see it, I think of you. Every time I think of you, I feel it hurt."
He was trapped in an endless cycle, unable to escape and unable to see the sun. Only when he saw her crying because of him did he feel better.
Hatred filled his heart. He resisted the urge to tear her apart, but the strength he used to hold her down grew stronger and stronger.
Li Qi's shoulders were about to be crushed by him. He took a deep breath and continued, "How much blood it shed back then, I will make you regret as much as you did. Do you regret it? Do you hate it? If I had known earlier..."
"If I had known this earlier, I would have stabbed you in the heart. I would never have spared your life!"
Li Qi struggled to lift her head from beneath him, seeing the fire in his eyes. "You're right, I do regret it, I do hate you, but what I hate and regret is that I didn't stab you to death. How could I have thought you were a good person, a good official, and wanted to spare your life? I was so wrong!"
"Li Qi!"
Feng Siji grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up, staring at her beautiful but regretful face, feeling so disgusted that he wanted to kill her.
His eyes slowly turned red and dark, his hatred for her grew deeper, and his chest heaved with anger.
He suddenly bent down and kissed her lips hard. Although it was just a light kiss, they exchanged saliva. She was so disgusted that she bent over and retched.
The retching sound completely infuriated him. He grabbed her shoulders, pressed her towards her waist, and asked her to kiss the wound on his abdomen.
The sudden and powerful force hurt Li Qi's shoulder. She saw the scar right in front of her, and without hesitation, she opened her mouth and bit it.
"Hiss!" Feng Siji felt the pain and pushed her away. He looked down and saw a row of bloody teeth marks around the wound. "Are you tired of living?"
He gritted his teeth and looked up, only to see Li Qi slumped to the ground with a death-defying smile on his face. "You're not the only one who threatens others. If you continue to force me to stay by your side, be prepared to be on guard every day and have me kill you."
Feng Siji crawled over frantically, pulled her into his arms, and smiled a smile that frightened her: "Do you think I'm afraid of death? Or do you think I'm really that stupid to keep a dangerous person like you around without any preparation?
"To tell you the truth, I've already planned everything. If I die, Ye Lan Sheng Xiang and the entire Ping'an Village will die. He Rucheng will also lead his troops to capture you. In short, if I die, you and everyone you care about will be buried with me."
He paused, then continued, "If you truly understand me, truly like me, and if you weren't acting like a show for even one day in Qianzhou, you should understand that the thing I, Feng Siji, fear least is death."
What was he afraid of, he wondered. Sometimes he wasn't sure, but he thought it was the feeling of things being out of control.
Like when she threw him into the carriage, his limbs were tied and his lips were blocked. He would never forget the fear of not being able to control anything.
He lowered his head and bit her lips hard. She cried out in pain and blood came out of her lips.
"It's even."
He said this childishly before kissing her. The taste of blood filled her lips, but he kissed her deeply and heavily as if he was addicted.
Li Qi did not respond. She lay in his arms like a dead fish and endured it silently. Gradually, she felt that he suddenly became very gentle. He held her whole body in his arms and kissed her eyebrows, nose tip, and corners of her mouth. Those gentle kisses like raindrops were dense and wrapped around her. He was like an ordinary person who was affectionate with his wife.
She opened her eyes in a trance and saw his eyes, which were as fanatical as a gambler at the gambling table, but also had the despair of a dying man.
She was stunned for a moment.
He seemed to notice that she was looking at him, and like every time before, he pulled the belt scattered beside him and covered her eyes.
Li Qi slowly closed her eyes.
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After a game, both of them were exhausted. Feng Si kissed Li Qi for a long time and finally let her go. He sat aside, carefully put away Shan Min's umbrella, and then stared at the umbrella without saying a word.
Li Qi didn't know what was so good about an umbrella, nor did she know what else to say to him, so she just leaned aside and fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the jolting carriage stopped and the driver outside shouted, "We're here."
Feng Siji didn't move. Li Qi got off the carriage first. The maid Qinglan was waiting outside the Gold Storage Pavilion and took her to the eleventh floor.
The last time Qinglan brought the wedding dress, Li Qi didn't pay attention. Now when she walked behind her, she realized that she was not an ordinary maid, and her kung fu was probably on par with Dong Linche.
Feng Siji really took great pains to trap himself.
Li Qi reached the eleventh floor, but Feng Siji did not follow.
Qinglan prepared hot water, brought out some clothes for changing, and said with her head bowed, "Please take a bath, my lady."
Li Qi took the clothes she handed over and said, "Go out. You don't need to serve here."
Qinglan retreated silently.
Li Qi was afraid that Feng Siji would suddenly come in, so she washed herself as quickly as possible and left the hot spring.
She put on her new, dry clothes, walked around the screen, and saw the bright lights of Kyoto city outside the window.
I almost forgot, today is New Year's Eve.
From here you can see the entire city of Kyoto, with lights coming on, shadows dancing, and countless beautiful fireworks exploding from the dark sky from time to time.
There are no houses in the nearby mountains and forests, only her place is shining with glory.
Li Qi looked at the endless fireworks and thought of Mingrong who was alone outside.
I wonder how she is doing now, and how she spent this New Year's Eve.
Li Qi lost herself in thought and stood by the window for a long time, not even noticing when the door behind her was pushed open.
It wasn't until a large, cold hand grabbed the back of her neck that she snapped back to her senses. She didn't need to turn around to know who it was. Feng Si quickly approached her and sniffed the back of her neck: "What a nice smell! Did you just take a shower?"
Li Qi felt his cold breath, a chill ran up her spine, and she stood there without saying a word.
He hugged her from behind, and looked at the same bustling Kyoto city with her. He rested his chin on her shoulder and asked, "What is your relationship with Shan Min?"
Before she could answer, he continued, "Why do you have so many dogs around you? Sometimes it's Wei Ming, sometimes it's Liang Di, and now it's Shan Min."
Li Qi twisted her body to break free from his embrace, but he noticed it and bent down to press her against the window sill.
Behind her was his hard and hot body, and on both sides were his hands as strong as iron walls. Li Qi was trapped in the narrow space and could not break free.
"Why are you so silent? Are you afraid to tell us about your relationship with Shan Min?"
As he spoke, he showered her with kisses.
His cold lips lingered on the back of her neck. She clenched her fists nervously and said, "For someone as self-deprecating and incompetent as you, everyone you look at is a love rival."
The man behind her froze for a moment, then reached out and turned her face back to meet her gaze, coldly demanding, "What did you say?"
Li Qi said bitterly, "I say, someone with such low self-esteem like you... well."
He suddenly bit her lips, blocking her from saying anything else, preventing her from saying those harsh words.
He pushed her teeth apart and entered, her saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth, and he kissed her away one by one.
He reached forward, grabbed her belt, and gently pulled it open.
The shawl slid open, revealing her round, white shoulders. Snowflakes were flying outside, and a cold wind blew in. She shivered, and goosebumps appeared on her skin.
Feng Siji's body swayed slightly behind her. She was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a moan. Her cheeks flushed and she held on to the window frame with both hands weakly.
The branch that grew to the window and blocked her view was shaken by the wind, and the snow on the branch fell on her hair and shoulders.
She gasped as she saw people patrolling back and forth in the Zangjin Pavilion. If anyone looked up, they might notice something unusual near their window.
She gritted her teeth and said nervously, "Envoy Feng, go back to the house..."
She reached behind her to push him away, but he grabbed her hands and pinned them to the windowsill.
Her fingertips touched the broken snow, and her skin was numb with cold. In front of her was the cold and snowy winter night, and behind her was his hot body. The battle between the two worlds of ice and red made her dizzy.
"You can't see such a beautiful night view indoors." Feng Siji gestured for her to look at the city of Kyoto in the distance. At this moment, a firework rose into the sky and exploded.
Colorful fireworks lit up the sky above them. The bang frightened her and made her shrink. Feng Siji hissed unexpectedly, his eyes filled with passion as he looked at her deeply: "Did you do this on purpose?"
Li Qi was almost exhausted and had to hold on to the window frame with both hands to keep her balance.
The snow kept falling, and her breathing became increasingly uncontrollable. Tears of humiliation fell from the corners of her eyes. She whispered, "Go back to the house, okay?"
"Beg me. Beg me like I begged you in the carriage that year." Feng Siji stretched out his fingers and gently wiped away her tears.
Li Qi gritted her teeth and refused.
She just stared at him stubbornly, her eyes red and fierce, flashing with bright hatred, so dazzling that he couldn't help but squint: "I don't like the look in your eyes, don't force me to cover your eyes like before."
Li Qi gasped, "Why... don't you just blind me?"
She clearly couldn't bear it any longer. Her cheeks were flushed, and even her once snow-white skin was now stained with a layer of alluring pink. Her body was so limp that it seemed as if she had no bones, and she could fall at any moment, but she was still holding on to the windowsill and holding on.
Every time he saw her like this, he felt innumerable anger in his heart, which made him helpless and unable to do anything about her stubbornness.
Feng Siji paused for a moment to give her a chance to rest, then bent down to gently kiss away her tears, murmuring, "You are just too stubborn. If you were willing to give in, how could you endure all this hardship?
"Have you never liked me, so you can't even lie and give in?"
"yes……"
"When you were in Qianzhou, you were just acting towards me. You weren't even remotely interested in me, right?"
"...You are quite self-aware."
"It doesn't matter if you don't like me. From now on, you will be mine anyway." Feng Siji sneered, grabbed her slender waist, and retaliated fiercely.
He had said this many times, but Li Qi never took it to heart. All her thoughts were crushed and shattered by him.
She moaned, unable to utter any sound of resistance. Her hands were too weak to hold onto the window frame, and she was about to fall to the ground.
But he held her tightly and prevented her from falling. He took one of her hands and moved to move the branch in front of the window. The branch dropped countless pieces of snow, some of which fell on her and some mixed into the flying snow outside the window.
He whispered in her ear, “Remember the first day we were here, I was staring at this branch in a daze.
"Do you know what I was thinking? I was thinking about how one day I could torture you to the windowsill until you lose your strength. You'd lose your balance and grab onto that branch. The snow on the branch would fall down and land on your hair. I'd hug you from behind, and I'd be able to see your jade-like snow-white buttocks and the snowflakes on your black hair clearly. What a beautiful sight that would be."
Now that it had finally come true, he sighed contentedly and pointed at the falling snow outside the window. "You said you hated snow in Qianzhou. Now I'm asking you to do something you hate on a snowy night like this. Do you hate snow even more? Do you feel sick just by looking at it?"
Li Qi didn't say anything. In fact, she was speechless. She had been feeling a little cold just now, but now her whole body was burning.
The room was inexplicably warm. Except for her collar which had slipped slightly, revealing her shoulders, her clothes were neatly worn. Only the part where she was with him was loose, but that was also blocked by the window.
From the outside, they looked like an ordinary couple hugging each other and enjoying the snowy night.
You can't even see the filth underneath.
He was right. She hated snow even more now. She felt sick just by looking at it.
She tried her best not to let her voice break, and said in a cold and firm voice: "It's not you who makes me sick."
"What a pity," he sighed regretfully, "You hate snow, but all this snow falls on you. Just like you hate me, but you want to be entangled with me like this, indistinguishable from each other.
"You must hate me, but it doesn't matter. I hate you too."
Li Qihong closed her eyes and panted, "You are just deceiving yourself... You just can't get my love, so you turn your love into hatred. If you don't have me in your heart, why would you set up such a big plan to keep me by your side? Why would you control me like this and not let me leave?
"But I'm different. I really don't like you at all."
Feng Siji stopped and felt the pain in his abdomen from the knife wound she had stabbed him with started again.
The pain was so tingling that it went all the way to his heart and lungs, and so severe that he couldn't move his limbs.
But she kept on saying, “I told you in the Imperial Garden that you are the biggest failure of all the men I have seduced.
"You clearly like me but dare not admit it, and can only use extreme violence to possess me. You dare not express your love out loud, and even use hatred and revenge to cover it up. You are inferior and jealous, cowardly and easily bullied. You are truly pitiful."
"Li Qi!"
Feng Si suddenly turned her around to face him, and their entangled bodies felt severe pain. Before Li Qi could scream, he grabbed her neck.
It was the first time she saw him like this, with a sinister look on his face and a sinister aura surrounding him, his eyes so red they seemed to be dripping with blood.
The disgust in his eyes was about to overflow: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
He hated something, something he couldn't escape, really hated.
Why couldn't he bring himself to push her down from the eleventh floor and let her die once and for all?
But his hands just couldn't exert any strength. The softer he was, the deeper the hatred in his heart. He had never felt such deep hatred in his life. It was as if it was engraved into his bones. His bones would ache every day if it was not removed.
Li Qi didn't struggle like before this time. She just looked at him and threatened him coldly: "Strangle me to death, or stab me to death like I did before. Do you dare? You don't dare. You can't bear to do it. You just can't forget me."
"Get out!" He roared and threw her hard to the side. She hit the brazier and her back hurt so much that she saw stars.
Her skirt came apart, but she didn't try to stop it. What was going to happen had already happened, so what was the point in trying to stop it?
He walked up to her, and even though he had just come out of a passionate affair, he was still elegant and graceful.
He squatted in front of her, pinched her face and forced her to look at him. Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes were red and swollen, and the resentment and hostility on his face were like the heavy dark clouds before a storm.
"You will regret what you said today. I will make you take off your clothes and beg me to forgive you."
After saying that, he pushed her away again in disgust, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the hand that touched her with disgust, then threw the handkerchief on her and turned away.
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