Kiss Kiss
Before he could take any further action, the cry of a newborn baby was heard from the house. The old witch looked solemn and knew that something was wrong.
She took out a dagger that had been soaked in black dog blood and gave it to Old Man Chen, asking him to use the dagger to kill the newborn baby.
The frail Chen Yuefeng watched with her own eyes as her fair and tender child's chest was pierced by her father-in-law. Unable to stop the blood gushing out, staining the bedding and bed red.
Chen Yuefeng couldn't bear the grief and fainted. She slept for a long time. After waking up, she seemed like a different person. Her eyes were fierce and sharp. Whenever someone entered her room, she would glare at the person viciously, and the murderous intent in her eyes was very obvious.
The old couple of the Chen family were afraid that she would kill them to avenge their child. Although they repeatedly explained the reasons, Chen Yuefeng never said a word.
The worries came true very quickly. Late at night on the first day after Chen Yuefeng left her confinement, a terrifying thunderstorm suddenly struck.
The old couple was awakened by the sound of thunder and rain. The moment they opened their eyes, a bolt of lightning struck, and the dark room was briefly illuminated. They clearly saw the kitchen knife hanging over Old Man Chen's head, and Chen Yuefeng, who was standing beside them with her hair loose. She exuded a sinister and terrifying aura, like a resentful female ghost.
The old couple was so frightened that they immediately begged for mercy and admitted their mistakes, crying even more sincerely than when their lost and found son died again and their son's posthumous child was killed by their own hands.
Chen Yuefeng did not take any action. She stood in front of their bed for a while, then chopped the kitchen knife hard on the wooden frame beside their bed and turned back to her room.
The next day, the old couple, who had been frightened and sleepless all night, finally couldn't bear the sleepiness anymore. Just as they closed their eyes, they heard the knocking sound on the door, three times and then stopping, which kept repeating in their half-asleep state.
The irritable old man Chen kicked old woman Chen awake and asked her to open the door. However, when she opened the door, she was shocked again.
Chen Yuefeng stood at the door, looking as if she had forgotten what she had done last night. She asked Chen Lao Niang for money, saying that she wanted to go out to buy cloth and needles and thread.
How could Old Lady Chen dare to provoke her? She immediately went back to the house and brought out the box of banknotes that Chen Abao had given her after he was resurrected, and gave them all to her.
However, when Chen Yuefeng opened the small box, she saw that it was filled with paper money. She turned the box upside down, and the paper money fluttered and was blown by the wind, just like a funeral scene as if someone had died in the family.
Old Lady Chen trembled with fear, explaining that she hadn't opened the box of banknotes since her son returned from resurrection and handed it to her. Because the amount was so large, she and Old Man Chen had gone to town and bought two of the finest locks to lock it up, making it virtually impossible for anyone to steal and replace the money.
She only explained it once, fearing that Chen Yuefeng still wouldn't believe her. What if she wanted to kill her again? Aren't these paper money all over the floor prepared for her?
She hurried into the house and took out the silver she had hidden and gave it to her, then sent Chen Yuefeng away.
Since Chen Yuefeng bought the cloth and needle and thread, she kept her door closed at all times except when eating, and did not allow anyone to enter.
Not long after that, the Yang Meilin case occurred.
"From the confessions in the files, it doesn't appear that the people killed by Chen Yuefeng had any major grudge against her."
"Because dishonorable crimes are covered up."
Lan Zhuochi's voice was filled with weak and suppressed gasps. She had been too focused on reading the files before, so she turned her attention back to him and only then noticed that something was wrong with Lan Zhuochi.
"Why are you so pale? Did you get hurt and didn't take care of it properly? Let me take a look."
Yun Qique was so anxious that she tried to tear his clothes off. Lan Zhuochi grabbed her hands tightly and said, "Qique, are you going to take his clothes off like this?"
"Even if you're jealous, you should prioritize. Let me carefully examine your injuries first."
Lan Zhuochi loosened his grip and guided her hand to the hidden buckle on his waist. "Qi Que, this is not how you unbutton your clothes." He reluctantly helped her unbutton his clothes, and the wide robe opened wide on both sides.
He stared at her intently, concentrating on checking the scars that he had concealed, his brows furrowed, and his eyes seemed to show some distress and worry.
Yun Qique unhesitatingly pulled the sides of his shirt down, letting the collar rest on his arm. The white cloth wrapped around his arm was still slightly reddish with blood. She stepped forward, stepped into his arms, and examined the scars on his back, which was covered in bruises and blood.
Her eyes suddenly turned red and she looked away evasively.
Lan Zhuochi didn't pull up her clothes, letting them hang loosely in his arms. Mustering his courage, Lan Zhuochi hugged her waist and pleaded pitifully: "Qi Que, I can protect you, can you please not..."
"Do you think I'm blaming you for not being able to protect me?"
"I……"
Regardless of whether she felt so or not, Lan Zhuochi cowardly avoided hearing the answer that might not be what he wanted to hear.
He could no longer endure the huge backlash brought by the Fox Mind Technique, and he used the secret internal force technique to resist the backlash. The piercing pain rushed over him like a flood, making him feel weak all over. He was unable to support his heavy body and collapsed towards her.
Yunqi Que, feeling the weight, hurriedly hugged him as he slumped down.
Her frail body could not support a man as tall as Lan Zhuochi, so she could only sit on the ground with him and let him lean on her.
"Achi, what's wrong with you? What should I do? Who should I ask to save you? Someone, come! Someone!"
"Qi Que, stop shouting. We can't let anyone know about the backlash I'm suffering, or all our efforts today will be in vain."
"Okay, okay, I won't scream, I won't scream, but how can I save you? How can I help you relieve the pain? What should I do?"
"I still like to hear you call me Achi."
"Lan Zhuochi!"
"Don't be angry with me, Qi Que. No one can help me. No one can solve the backlash of the Fox Mind Technique, but since I dare to use it, I am sure I can make it through it. I'll just lie down for a while. As long as you keep me awake, I won't die. Ah Que, do you want me to die? If I die, no one will bother you, let alone threaten to eat you."
Hearing the word death, Yunqi Que became completely anxious.
"I don't want you to die, Lan Zhuochi, please don't die... don't die, you are all I have."
Lying limp in his arms, Lan Zhuochi raised his hand, a finger's width away from her face, lightly tracing her outline. His weak hand soon became too limp to lift, and since he wasn't in a position to touch her cheek, he remained within bounds.
Her warm tears fell and landed on the back of his cold hand.
"Okay, I'm fine. It was just a little trick to make you feel bad. Qi Que, can you please just call me Ah Chi from now on?"
"As long as you don't die, I will promise you anything."
"Then... in March of this year, you will marry me and become my wife, okay?"
"You scoundrel!"
"Didn't you say you would agree to anything as long as I didn't die?"
“…”
“Why next March?”
"When we get married in March next year, and you look at Canghua Mountain again, you will know."
…
The backlash of the Fox Thought Technique was like cutting open bones and removing heart. Even if Lan Zhuochi did not remove the secret technique of internal force to resist the backlash in advance, when the attack reached the later stage, no matter how strong the internal force was, it would be impossible to resist it.
Lan Zhuochi forced himself to stay conscious and chat with her to refresh himself. From the initial chatter to the final short words, it was extremely difficult for him to resist. He still couldn't resist it. Several times, he almost fell asleep when he closed his eyes for a moment. It was Yun Qique who woke him up in time.
"Achi, I've said almost everything you wanted to hear, but you still nearly fell asleep several times. What can I do to stimulate you to cheer up?"
Lan Zhuochi shook his head and lay quietly in her arms, looking at her, looking at the beads of sweat on her forehead, looking at her red eyes from crying, looking at her lips that were dry from talking for too long, his thoughts drifting away.
His final pause in gaze caused Yunqi Que to misunderstand.
She leaned over, lowered her head, and in his shocked eyes, gently kissed his pale lips.
After a moment, she slowly raised her head and moved away a little, her cheeks flushed. The two tears that were originally on her cheeks were now imprinted on the blush on his face.
"Qique, you..."
"Well, this method is to make you more clear-headed."
The soft green light that she had hidden in the dark layer of her chest collar once again emitted a soft light. The soft light gathered into a winding ray and spread to his chest, like a thread, running through the hearts of both of them.
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed.
An inexplicable sense of peace once again emerged in Yun Qique's heart, and she instantly understood that the man in front of her had become Lan Zhuochi, who came to meet her with a lantern.
He propped himself up with one hand, and the clothes on that side completely slid down to his wrist, exposing more of his skin and scars.
Holding her neck, Lan Zhuochi kissed her lips.
Yunqi Que's heart was pounding and he felt a little overwhelmed.
Suddenly, she felt something warm, soft and wet gently touching the corner of her mouth.
She quickly realized what it was but didn't react.
He once again licked her lips more blatantly with the tip of his warm, wet tongue.
She still didn't respond.
Lan Zhuochi stepped back a little, "A Que, why don't you push me away? A Que, do you know who I am?
"I know, Lan Zhuochi."
"I still prefer to hear you call me Aci."
"Achi?"
"Well, I'm Aci."
He sat up, took off the clothes that were in the way from his wrists, put one arm around her waist, held her cheek with the other, and kissed her lips again, lingering with her tongue.
Yunqi Que, whose whole body was softened by his kiss, liked his touch and intimacy more and more, and her head was dizzy and lacking oxygen.
Lan Zhuochi let her go, a smile evident on his face. "Do you hate me?"
"Um?"
Lan Zhuochi reached out and wiped the crystal clear liquid on her lips with his thumb, and looked at her lips meaningfully.
Yunqi Que finally understood what he meant.
Lan Zhuochi held her in his arms and said with a look of grievance, "I'm glad you don't hate me. You haven't let me kiss you for a long time. Even when I touch you, you quickly avoid me. You only see that man in your eyes, not me."
"Achi, I don't understand."
"Qi Que, you will only...in this life, in this life, only love me wholeheartedly, okay?"
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