CH 117

Chapter 117: In That Case, It Would Be Impolite Of Me To Refuse.

The moonlight was so bright that it stretched the shadows of the objects in the night, accompanied by the nocturnal breeze.

“Anyway, it’s not like I’m riding a horse tomorrow….”

Once Qi Ci finished saying that sentence, the room fell into complete silence. Only the faint sound of two respirations could be heard.

The room was so deep in gloom and darkness that Qi Ci couldn’t see the expression on Bian Zhonghua’s face, so he didn’t know if Bian Zhonghua had understood what he meant. Qi Ci simply felt as if a burning fire was growing on his wrist, which was held by Bian Zhonghua’s hand. This burning sensation made him so uneasy that Qi Ci couldn’t help but want to let it go.

Unexpectedly, just as Qi Ci was about to withdraw his hand, Bian Zhonghua abruptly held him back.

Not only did he hold him, but he also tickled his palm without realizing it.

This tingling immediately shot over Qi Ci’s back, causing him to fiercely pull his hand away, as if he had been bitten by a snake.

“Little Gongzi, even after so long, you really haven’t changed at all.” Bian Zhonghua laughed, but this laugh didn’t contain any malice. Only teasing. “That time, at the brothel, you were also like this. Although you seem to be shyer than anyone else, you can also speak more bluntly than anyone else.”

This time, not only did Qi Ci feel as if his wrist was burned, but he also felt a fire grow inside him. This fire spread throughout his entire body as if he had been thrown into a furnace.

Bian Zhonghua laughed softly and leaned toward Qi Ci, pressing him against the bed, leaving him with no way out: “In that case, it would be impolite of me to refuse.”

Qi Ci didn’t say a word. He simply wrapped his arm around Bian Zhonghua’s neck. Although his arm trembled slightly, the grip was extremely tight, making it impossible for Bian Zhonghua to withdraw at all.

Bian Zhonghua laughed softly again. At the same time, he began to open Qi Ci’s lapel and lifted up his long black hair.

A warmth and slight pain fell at the same time on the side of his neck, which made Qi Ci bow his head and close his eyes. Suddenly, he heard a chuckle in his ear.

At first, Qi Ci thought it was Bian Zhonghua who was laughing, but upon listening more carefully, Qi Ci discovered that it wasn’t Bian Zhonghua’s voice at all.

As that laughter was exceedingly frivolous, carrying mockery and disdain.

Startled, Qi Ci suddenly opened his eyes, finding himself with the darkened room. As Bian Zhonghua was about to take off his clothes, Qi Ci suddenly pushed him away with all his might.

Bian Zhonghua fell backward, stunned. Then, the sound of porcelain shattering came behind him.

The porcelain teapot on the table had shattered for some reason, while the tea present inside had turned into ice-sharp blades that leapt through the air and aimed to stab Bian Zhonghua.

Bian Zhonghua furrowed his eyebrows, and the ice-sharp blades turned back into tea, which ended up spilling all over the floor.

On the bed, lying in the corner, Qi Ci had curled up into a ball. With one hand covering his chest, and the other squeezing the bed sheets, Qi Ci bit his lips until blood came out, revealing an extremely painful expression.

At the same time, the birthmark present on his chest began to glow with a golden light. This light seemed to be cracking, as if his chest was splitting open.

Bian Zhonghua rushed towards Qi Ci in a hurry and placed his palm on Qi Ci’s chest to pour spiritual energy into him.

Qi Ci’s expression gradually relaxed, until he ended up falling into a deep sleep.

Bian Zhonghua, on the other hand, seemed to be restless and worried. Bian Zhonghua gently placed Qi Ci on the bed, covered him with the blanket and gently stroked his face. After having confirmed that Qi Ci was safe, Bian Zhonghua sighed and pondered with lowered eyes.

‘Could it be that Qi Ci is resisting my proximity due to the Dragon Bones I have inside me?’

‘But the Dragon Bones have already merged with my flesh and blood. Even if I spent a long time without my third soul and memories, the Dragon Bones were still still in my body. Therefore, even though I’ve been together with Qi Ci all this time, why is it only now that he seems to reject me?’

‘Qi Ci was reborn, so he must have found his Dragon Soul the days he went missing after we fell off the cliff.’

‘However, even after that event, we have been more intimate than in the past. So why has Qi Ci rejected me in such a way only now?’

‘Could it be that Qi Ci wasn’t resisting me or the Dragon Bones, but something else?’

Just at that moment, Qi Ci seemed to be having a nightmare from which he began to painfully struggle again.

Bian Zhonghua rushed over to him and tried to pass spiritual energy to Qi Ci. But all of a sudden, Bian Zhonghua felt something and his face paled. Bian Zhonghua then shouted, “It’s you!”

‘Qi Ci’ slowly opened his eyes, and even though he looked obviously in pain, with his body covered in cold sweat, the words that came out of his mouth were provocative and sarcastic.  “Hahaha, this brat is really worthy of being the 9th son of the Dragon King, Chiwen. This body has been so hard to control.”

“Get out of his body!” Bian Zhonghua was so furious that he grabbed Hundun by the neck. His tone of voice was so cold, that even the ground and earth seemed to tremble and crumble.

Hundun, however, laughed more cheerfully: “Demon Emperor Zhonghua, that’s it. Kill me.”

At that very moment, Qi Ci had been plunged into another darkness. A darkness in which he felt lost. When he shouted Bian Zhonghua’s name as loud as he could, a man appeared in front of him.

It was the man in black again.

Qi Ci frowned sharply as he asked aloud: “Who the hell are you?!”

“Who am I?” The man let out a few mocking chuckles and slowly approached Qi Ci: “Take a good look at me and tell me who I am.”

Seeing him more clearly, Qi Ci was taken aback.

In front of him stood a man whose appearance looked exactly like the man he saw in his dream before.

The only difference was that this man was covered in blood, his face was wounded, and his expression looked somewhat fierce and grim. This man approached Qi Ci and said: “Can you see me now? Can you see who I am? Can you see me clearly?”

These questions eventually turned into screams that painfully pierced Qi Ci’s eardrums.

Qi Ci backed up a few steps in fear. The man continued to roar loudly, “Do you remember who I am? Remember? Do you remember the murder of your brother?! Do you remember the humiliation you suffered when you were imprisoned in a room and had your bones ripped out?! Do you remember who did all those things to you?!”

Accompanied by a shrill whistling sound, two iron chains suddenly appeared from within the darkness, wrapping around Qi Ci’s wrists and dragging him backward.

From one second to the next, the darkness vanished, and the man covered in blood disappeared. At that moment, Qi Ci found himself lying on a bed in a bright room.

It was a vermilion lacquer carved wooden bed. As for the chains binding Qi Ci’s wrists, they were deeply embedded into the wall, making it impossible for Qi Ci to escape anywhere.

Qi Ci took a long sigh.

‘I think I must have attracted some kind of evil or messed with something I shouldn’t have, which is why I’m having such strange dreams over and over again.’ Qi Ci couldn’t even tell if he had woken up or not. ‘Could it be that this dream has something to do with me wanting to be intimate with Bian Zhonghua?’

‘It doesn’t matter. The most important thing right now is to wake up from this dream.’

Qi Ci predicted that he was still dreaming, so he brutally bit his hand.

‘I really don’t feel any pain, but I don’t know how to wake up either.’

‘What can I do?’

Qi Ci was a bit distressed, so he struggled a couple of times to break free. However, all he ended up achieving was making the chains click and staining his wrists with blood.

Suddenly, Qi Ci heard a pair of footsteps approaching him from behind. When Qi Ci turned his head, his heart pounded.

‘Why am I dreaming about him again?’

‘Do I really only think about him day and night to the point that he also comes up in my dreams?’

The man took a few steps towards the bed, where his eyes fell on Qi Ci’s red, wounded wrist.

Under the cold iron chain, the reddened skin looked incredibly shocking.

When he saw that the man was hesitating to speak, Qi Ci hesitated for a moment himself before softly shouting: “Bian Zhonghua?!”

‘Bian Zhonghua’ slowly raised his eyes, until they rested on Qi Ci’s face. However, he still didn’t utter a word.

Qi Ci felt that this reaction was somewhat strange. After all, Bian Zhonghua looked somewhat distant, making him feel scared.

Qi Ci pondered about it for a moment, but still asked: “Could you please unchain me?”

However, who would have thought that these words would only make the man in front of Qi Ci upset!

‘Bian Zhonghua’ looked displeased all of a sudden, only to press Qi Ci against the bed and violently tear off his clothes. As soon as the skin was exposed to the air, Qi Ci shivered with cold.

‘What’s going on?’

‘This dream is too strange! Bian Zhonghua has always been gentle and considerate to me. How could he act like this in my dream?’

However, the idea that this was merely a dream soon disappeared from Qi Ci’s mind.

For he felt a gut-wrenching pain in his lower body.

He clearly felt pain!