Chapter 448 Are you a wolf too? And you like to bite people?
The woman, fresh from having been pleasured, had an unconsciously alluring charm in her eyes.
Little did she know that begging for mercy in this matter would only incite a man's sadistic desires even more.
Zhao Mingyan said bluntly, "I don't need you."
It seems there's absolutely no room for negotiation.
Ji Qingwu pouted, trying to argue for herself one more time.
"Your Majesty, is it better to have consensual sex or mutual consent?"
Zhao Mingyan said, "One-sided love can sometimes have its own unique charm, can't it, A-Wu?"
Ji Qingwu dared not answer; this question was a huge trap.
Zhao Mingyan approached her, placing his hands, which had been washed with cold water, on the side of her neck, making her shiver.
He asked gently, "What's wrong? Let me take a look."
"How can I show him?" Ji Qingwu shook her head and said angrily, "No need to see, I'm fine."
Zhao Mingyan looked into her eyes innocently and said, "Sometimes it doesn't work, sometimes it's fine. Which of A-Wu's words are you lying to me?"
Ji Qingwu didn't give him a friendly look.
He then picked her up and carried her back to bed.
Ji Qingwu cried out in pain as soon as her buttocks touched the cool mattress.
Zhao Mingyan simply let her sit in his lap and even positioned her like a baby being held to urinate, causing Ji Qingwu to panic and her eyelashes to flutter wildly.
She couldn't help but shrink back, mostly out of shame.
Last time she had lost consciousness, but this time, she was wide awake and saw him like this.
The long, cool fingers forcefully probed down. Ji Qingwu covered her face with her hands, unwilling to face it, playing dead like an ostrich.
It was so red and swollen that it was shiny, as if it was about to break open at any moment. Zhao Mingyan frowned: "It's really injured."
Ji Qingwu peeked at his face through her fingers and saw obvious pity and regret on his face.
She sniffed and said pitifully, "I hurt everywhere, my back hurts, my legs hurt, even my eyes hurt from crying, it's all your fault..."
Zhao Mingyan kissed her eyelids and said, "It's all because A-Wu is too beautiful."
Ji Qingwu was being gently coaxed by him, but suddenly a wicked thought arose in her mind. She leaned over and bit his collarbone.
Is this bone made of steel?
Ji Qingwu endured the ache in his teeth and let out a snort as if he had taken revenge.
Zhao Mingyan pinched her cheek and said, "Are you a wolf too? You like to bite people."
Ji Qingwu used considerable force, leaving a tooth mark on his collarbone. She looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction and used his previous arguments to retaliate.
"It's all because His Majesty is too handsome."
Zhao Mingyan's chest heaved, and a pleasant laugh escaped his throat.
He picked up the teapot from the bedside table, poured a glass of water, and brought it to her lips.
Ji Qingwu was already parched, but she was worried that he might have some bad intentions and would continue to torment her later.
"I won't drink it."
Zhao Mingyan pressed the cup to her lips and teased, "Awu is made of water. She lost so much water just now, she needs to replenish it."
Ji Qingwu's cheeks flushed red, and her breathy voice rippled the tea as she said, "You, how could you..."
Zhao Mingyan feigned surprise and said, "What is A-Wu thinking? What I mean is, it was my fault for making A-Wu shed so many tears. I should apologize with tea."
Ji Qingwu then took a small sip of water from the cup, following his hand.
After finishing her drink, she licked her lips, and Zhao Mingyan poured her another full glass and held it to her lips.
Ji Qingwu wasn't so thirsty anymore, but he still insisted on feeding her, and she couldn't refuse, so she drank another cup of tea.
Seeing that he had filled the glass again, she touched her stomach and quickly said, "I really can't drink anymore."
Zhao Mingyan drank the water, but before he could put the cup down, Li Yuzong's voice came from outside the tent.
"Your Majesty, military intelligence has arrived."
Ji Qingwu was taken aback. If someone came at this time, it must be important military news, otherwise Eunuch Li wouldn't dare to disturb them.
The smile on Zhao Mingyan's lips also faded. He moved her closer to the bed and covered her with a blanket.
"Awu, you should rest first."
Ji Qingwu looked at him with her dark, round eyes and nodded.
Seeing her obedient and lovable appearance, Zhao Mingyan touched her cheek, then drew the bed curtains before striding over to the sandalwood table.
"Bring it in."
The messenger was a guard dressed in black. He was surprised to see a large hole in the floor of the tent, but dared not show it.
He knelt down and said, "My lord, Emperor Yuwen of Xijin is in bad shape and will pass away tonight."
Zhao Mingyan was not surprised. He stroked the fingers that had touched Ji Qingwu's face, the smooth feeling still lingering on his fingertips.
He said calmly, "This day has finally come, but that old scoundrel Yuwen is not dead yet. How can you be sure it's tonight? Is it because his good son is about to make his move?"
The guard bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Your Majesty is a man of foresight. The Crown Prince of Xijin has already prepared a poisoned medicine and plans to send the old emperor to the Western Paradise tonight."
Zhao Mingyan nodded: "I understand."
*
The gilded palace of Xijin has been swallowed by the night.
In the main hall of the old emperor's palace stood a statue of a golden-winged bird, its outstretched wings spanning thirty zhang (approximately 13 meters).
The inner hall was draped with nine layers of crimson gauze curtains, each draped with a different clan totem embroidered in gold thread, one of which was decorated with a crescent moon pattern.
On the innermost sandalwood couch, a bright yellow brocade quilt was piled up.
Crown Prince Yuwen Tiancheng knelt on a carpet woven with mandala patterns, holding a silver bowl inlaid with turquoise.
"Father, it's time to administer the medicine."
The medicinal soup in the bowl had an eerie indigo hue.
The old emperor's hand emerged from under the covers; his swollen fingers no longer resembled the ones that once held weapons and conquered the world.
A glint of hawk-like sharpness flashed in his cloudy pupils.
"What's this?"
Yuwen Tiancheng said, "Father, this is a life-sustaining soup made by simmering seven kinds of Gu worms with Tianshan snow lotus."
Upon hearing that it was a life-extending medicine, the old emperor nodded and said, "Bring it here."
Yuwen Tiancheng helped him up and felt the old man's muscles loosening under his hand. His body also exuded a putrid smell. He had been bedridden for many years and was so thin that he was unrecognizable, with only bony bones.
After drinking the medicine, the old emperor lay down and began to wheeze like a bellows.
"Cheng'er... in the battle against Beili... are you... confident...?"
Yuwen Tiancheng lowered his eyes and did not answer, remaining kneeling silently.
Just as the old emperor was about to erupt and question him about why he hadn't answered, his anger surged, and he suddenly coughed violently, causing the front of his bright yellow nightgown to bleed with crimson spots.
Yuwen Tiancheng seemed oblivious, remaining silent and motionless like a mannequin.
The blood was a deep red tinged with indigo, the same color as the life-sustaining broth he had just drunk.
The old emperor's eyes bulged out, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets.
"You...you murdered your father...you unfilial descendant!"
He sprang from the bed, his withered fingers gripping the carved edges of the couch tightly, but he coughed up even more blood.
Yuwen Tiancheng got up from the ground, patted his knees, and glanced at the old emperor who had fallen back onto the sandalwood couch, exhausted.
At this moment, the nine layers of crimson gauze curtains were lifted one by one.
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