Chapter 63 You really can sleep?
"Come here, take a shower before you go to sleep."
Jiang Zhishui was wrapped in the quilt, her body still trembling. The lingering warmth still made her feel that strange tingling sensation... Jing Qianheng reached out to pull the quilt off her. She trembled and her voice became weak and pathetic, as if she were pleading: "I... I can do it myself."
"Okay, I'll just carry you over, don't get down."
For the past two days, she had been running a fever, vomiting, and feeling itchy all over, so Jing Qianheng prepared a medicinal bath for her. He had hesitated at first, his outstretched hand hovering near her clothes several times, his reason tug-of-war. But when he heard her call his name in a daze, all his worries vanished instantly.
Jing Qianheng enjoyed taking care of her, changing her clothes, wiping her body, feeding her medicine; he wanted to do everything for her.
Jiang Zhishui broke out in a sweat, and her cold was almost gone. Jing Qianheng knew she had been feeling unwell from the heat and had a rash, so she needed to be washed and re-treated.
"I don't need you to carry me." Jiang Zhishui sat up, wrapped herself in the blanket, and crawled forward reluctantly. "I'm not a little kid anymore..."
She had never seen anything like this before, and she couldn't imagine that the person who would do such a thing to her was the usually aloof Jing Qianheng. His mouth... She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. As she crawled, she didn't even realize that she was already at the edge of the bed. She had to use one hand to support herself as she crawled forward. Suddenly, she fell, but instead of falling onto the hard floor, she landed in a solid embrace.
Jing Qianheng picked her up and said with a smile, "You're not a child anymore, I'm the one who wants to hold you, is that okay?"
His aura enveloped her entire body, and Jiang Zhishui dared not look up at him. Her body tensed, and she remained silent as he carried her behind the screen.
He didn't interfere anymore. She got into the bathtub by herself, and Jing Qianheng turned around to get her new clothes. She looked at the busy figure outside the screen, feeling a mix of emotions. Looking at people through the screen, there was a hazy sense of distance. He had his back to the screen, turned slightly to the side, and kept an eye on her situation at all times.
She had considered the consequences; at worst, the pain would subside after a while. She was mentally prepared, having gone through it before, and knew what she would face... Although she wasn't fully conscious at the time, she estimated that she could handle it.
Hearing the sound of water behind the screen, Jing Qianheng's thoughts suddenly returned to those moments just now. The things in the picture book were dull and uninteresting, but once they came into contact with reality, it was a completely different feeling, with a warmth and sweetness that was unique.
He had never heard her call his name in such a soft, delicate voice before. The words were broken and then abruptly stopped. He was surprised that she would let him go to such an extent, and he felt both delighted and uneasy.
Jiang Zhishui pinched her thigh, forcing herself not to think about the physical sensations anymore.
After changing her clothes, Jing Qianheng wanted to help her apply the medicine, but she reached out and snatched the ointment, pulled down the curtain, and hid inside. "I can apply it myself. It's already much better... There aren't many places that need medicine anymore. I can do it myself."
Jing Qianheng was also sweating. He had some bad thoughts and dared not touch her again. He turned around and went to change.
After applying the medicine, Jiang Zhishui lay on the bed, glancing outside from time to time. She was both afraid that Jing Qianheng would come back and somewhat looking forward to his return. She reached out and touched her thigh, which had been pinched red. It was hard for her to calm down.
Previously, when Jing Qianheng said in a sarcastic tone that he liked her, she didn't really feel anything. She just followed her emotions and naturally flirted with him. But after experiencing such a thrilling scene, Jiang Zhishui was certain that Jing Qianheng not only liked her, but it wasn't just a normal liking. It was a liking that was so strong that he would even do such a thing.
Jing Qianheng returned after all. He parted the bed curtains and looked at Jiang Zhishui, who was lying down pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed. He reached out and touched her forehead before lying down again, feeling at ease.
"Jing Chengrui has arrived, saying he's here to kill me, and he's brought a very powerful accomplice. Who... do you think he's talking about?"
Jiang Zhishui did not open her eyes, but her eyes clearly moved a few times.
Jing Qianheng hooked a strand of her hair with his finger and played with it, his eyes full of tenderness and affection. "You can really sleep?"
Jiang Zhishui's eyelashes trembled a few times before she finally opened her eyes.
Jing Qianheng learned from Ying Xue and Song An that Jiang Zhishui in this world was originally sent to Qianjing Peak as a suicide soldier, and someone encouraged her to kill Qingyu Emperor.
She married the devil only to uphold justice.
Whether in this world or the original one, Jiang Zhishui's marriage to him was for some purpose, not out of genuine affection.
Looking at her slightly flushed cheeks, Jing Qianheng felt a pang of sadness.
She wasn't a clever spy; many times she ended up getting herself into trouble. Without considering her own situation, she kept feeling sorry for others, filled with guilt and unable to bear it, which led to numerous flaws in her plan and put herself in a difficult position.
Jing Qianheng stroked the strands of hair in his hand. Jiang Zhishui blinked, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. She felt very uncomfortable and didn't want to look at him.
Looking at her shy expression, Jing Qianheng lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment before asking in a low voice, "Is it because of that divine artifact that you didn't go with Ying Xue?"
Jiang Zhishui's pupils contracted sharply, and she turned her head abruptly to look at him. "You...you've seen her?"
Jing Qianheng paused, then said calmly, "Yes, don't worry, I didn't do anything to them."
Jiang Zhishui could no longer lie there calmly; she sat up, her expression tense.
"If you get the artifact and Ying Xue comes to pick you up, will you go with her?" Jing Qianheng knew that she sometimes said nice things to coax him, and although he didn't believe her, he liked to hear them. "Or... will you kill me before you leave?"
Jiang Zhishui frowned. His tone was too calm, making it hard for her to tell whether he was suspicious or joking.
Jing Qianheng always knew that even though she harbored ill intentions, she had never truly hurt him.
On the contrary, she protected him in every way, and to make up for that accident, she was always very tolerant of him.
Jing Qianheng reached out and hooked her fingers, gently stroking them. "The immortal sect will not let me go. Whether in this world or the original world, I will always be a menace. Even if I do nothing, I am still a feared demon. No one can tolerate me."
Jiang Zhishui said in a low voice, "You don't need anyone to tolerate you."
Jing Qianheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he tugged at her hand. "I need you. If the Immortal Sect can't accept me, you'll be caught in the middle and put in a dilemma. Someone will force you to choose, and you might not be able to withstand the pressure and choose to give me up."
“You…” Jiang Zhishui frowned and asked strangely, “Why are you acting so pitiful? It’s not like you at all. Where did that fierceness you had when you were cursing me go? You even said that with the puppet strings around, I couldn’t disobey your orders and that everything was under your control. What are you afraid of?”
Jing Qianheng couldn't hear her sweet words; his expression was dejected. "The Demon Clan's young master, Pei Jing, killed many people from the immortal sects in my name. He also eliminated opposing forces within the Demon Clan in the same way. Now everyone hates me. The situation is already terrible. This has nothing to do with me. Whether I'm misunderstood or hated, I don't care, and I don't want to..."
Jiang Zhishui froze upon hearing Pei Jing's name. She remembered the Yin Emperor Gu he had placed on her, and fear welled up inside her. The Gu hadn't shown any effect yet, and she had forgotten how terrifying it was; once it took effect, it would be a torment worse than death.
She glanced at Jing Qianheng, but did not reveal the matter. Instead, she analyzed seriously, "The situation in this world is different from our original world. In the early stages, the immortal sects were very wary of your existence, but once the misunderstanding is cleared up, they will completely trust you and will not continue to be hostile to you."
"You... know a lot of things, right? My fate, what I'll encounter in the future, you know all of that? And you? Will you still be by my side then?" Jing Qianheng gripped her wrist, his grip tightening involuntarily. "I won't ask you anything else, I won't ask anything you don't want to talk about. Just tell me, if I listen to everything you say, will you stay by my side forever...? Will you?"
This world was originally the first life, which had already stopped, and there were no other predetermined plots to develop.
The main content of the novel is in the second life, but because of her and Jing Qianheng's intrusion, the first life is revitalized. So what will happen in the future is unpredictable. Jiang Zhishui said that only to comfort him by referring to the predetermined result of Jing Qianheng conquering the three realms in the second life.
However, it wasn't just a consolation. With Jing Qianheng's current power and his understanding beyond that of a paper doll, conquering the Three Realms in his first life wouldn't be difficult for him.
Jiang Zhishui dared not say for sure whether she could stay by his side, as there were too many uncontrollable factors. She changed the subject and deliberately nitpicked, saying, "You listen to everything I say, but that's not entirely true. I asked you to give me the divine artifact, but you wouldn't."
Jing Qianheng said urgently, "As long as I can be sure you won't leave me, I will give you everything you want!"
Jiang Zhishui was suddenly pulled in front of him. As soon as she got close to him, her gaze involuntarily shifted to his mouth. She immediately shivered and said in a panic, "Okay, okay, I know, I know."
After several rounds of this, Jiang Zhishui lost both her wife and her money, and did not gain any advantage.
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Jing Qianheng received news that Pei Jing had ordered capable members of the Demon Clan to infiltrate the Immortal Sect and await an opportunity to act. A group of people had already set their sights on the Ziyang Immortal Abode. The Demon Clan was creating chaos in Taoyang City, forcing the people to seek help from the nearest Ziyang Immortal Abode. The Sect Leader had already dispatched some disciples to provide support.
Jing Qianheng originally didn't want to get involved. He was already in a chaotic situation in an unfamiliar time and space, and he had no interest in other people's affairs. But now things were different.
Jiang Zhishui hasn't disappeared; she's staying safely by his side. He must eliminate all unstable factors and ensure that no one disturbs them.
Before she transmigrated, the system had already warned her that her body had very little energy left, only enough for her to transmigrate to her first life. If she wanted to transmigrate back, she would have to use the backup mechanism on the artifact.
In order to conserve energy, the system enters a dormant state, so in her first life, Jiang Zhishui had to rely entirely on her own strength to obtain the artifact.
From the very beginning, Jiang Zhishui knew that she couldn't force Jing Qianheng. Not to mention the huge difference in strength, she was also very reluctant to carry out the mission of harming Jing Qianheng.
Using a soft approach used to be very effective. But now, Jing Qianheng is not only harder to coax, but she also knows how to manipulate her more and more, playing the victim skillfully, and she has no way to counter this tactic.
After Jiang Zhishui's honey trap failed, she had no choice but to remain calm and collected for the time being. She learned her lesson and knew she couldn't be too hasty; the more urgent the situation, the more composed and level-headed she needed to be.
Jing Qianheng took several people with him to Taoyang City. He planned to wipe out Pei Jing and the others in one fell swoop this time. Since this matter concerned the Ziyang Immortal Mansion, Jiang Zhishui also went along.
Meanwhile, Liu Chuxi and Lin Ye, accompanied by a mysterious woman wearing a veil, have arrived in Taoyang City.
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