4000-chapter-95
Chapter 95: Your Fox Tail Is Showing
Yin Buqi stepped forward, his blood-stained, icy fingers reaching toward Liu Xichuan’s forehead.
His brows furrowed deeper as he murmured, “The one who took their bodies… was someone else…”
Liu Xichuan’s spiritual sea of consciousness revealed no clear image of the person.
During the chaos of Yin Ci’s self-destruction, amidst the pandemonium, besides their escape, someone had taken away the corpses of Yin Ci and Wen Shili.
Yin Buqi withdrew his hand, took the handkerchief handed to him by a death guard, and meticulously wiped his hands.
His tone was indifferent.
“Xiao Ba, from now on, you’ll manage everything in Rimuli.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Young Master, Shi Jing seeks an audience. He has something to report.”
“I’m not in the mood to listen. Take me back to Qingqiu first.”
“Yes.”
Under the night sky, a figure approached.
It was clear he had suffered a great blow.
Gone was his former imposing presence and high spirits.
He asked, “Why didn’t my little sister come? Is she okay?”
Yin Buqi paused briefly, his gaze darkening.
“She’s fine. There’s no need for others to worry about her.”
Yin Buqi gestured, and the mighty Nine-Tailed Fox clan vanished into the moonlight.
That night, someone’s elaborate schemes ultimately ended in vain.
Someone avenged themselves, tooth for tooth.
Someone bore countless wounds but remained unyielding.
All matters would soon come to an end.
It was late at night.
The moonlight over Qingqiu was bright and hazy.
Yin Buqi sat alone in his chamber, surrounded by empty wine jars.
There were many, indicating he had been drinking for quite some time.
Clutching a jar of wine, Yin Buqi muttered to himself.
“Why must I be the cursed Nether Evil Resentment Seed… Why?!”
“I only want Nian Nian… Is that too much to ask?!”
He downed the wine in his hand and smashed the empty jar to the ground.
“Just this small wish… and even that’s denied…”
“Nian Nian is leaving… She’s leaving…”
“I won’t allow it! I won’t!!!”
His roar was filled with rage, his handsome features twisting into a faintly menacing expression.
Confusion still lingered in his eyes as he whispered hoarsely, “I don’t want Nian Nian to leave… Nian Nian is mine… She’s mine!”
Stumbling, Yin Buqi struggled to his feet and staggered out of the chamber.
…
Ticklish.
When Jiang Niannian groggily woke, the only sensation she felt was an unbearable ticklishness.
Something soft and furry, with a damp touch.
It felt like an animal’s tail, curling around her ankle and brushing against her calf.
“What the—?!” Jiang Niannian jolted awake.
Fangfei was always safe, and she wasn’t in the habit of extending her spiritual consciousness while sleeping. The sudden sensation startled her.
As her eyes snapped open, the first thing she saw was an outrageously handsome face.
The only difference was the red mark on his forehead that she had never seen before and the several black fox tails behind him.
Jiang Niannian: “…” Something must be wrong with how I woke up.
She lay back down and opened her eyes again.
The mark and tails were still there, every detail intact.
At least it was Yin Buqi and not some strange creature.
Jiang Niannian exhaled in relief, then coldly asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I missed you, Nian Nian…”
Yin Buqi chuckled, leaning closer, his nose brushing against her neck.
His breath was warm, his voice deep and husky.
Jiang Niannian shoved him away.
“Where’s Xiao Qi?”
“I chased her off.”
She stared at him for a moment before lying back down, resolutely ignoring him.
“Leave. We’re no longer connected. Being alone with you at this hour is inappropriate.”
Jiang Nian Nian closed her eyes, but Yin Buqi stayed glued to her.
When she hid under the blanket, he crawled in to stare at her.
When she ignored him, he pressed closer.
Jiang Niannian…
In frustration, she flung the blanket off, grabbed his collar, and with a biting tone, sneered, “Yin Buqi, you’re the one who said you didn’t want me and the one who decided to send me away. So what are you doing now? Is this amusing to you?! Let me tell you, Yin Buqi, I don’t want you anymore!”
“I don’t want you anymore!”
Her harsh words filled the air, but his senses were overwhelmed by her faint floral scent.
Yin Buqi’s eyes welled with moisture, his voice choked.
“Nian Nian…”
Jiang Niannian felt her heart ache.
With every word she said to drive him away, his breath seemed to catch painfully.
Her voice grew louder, tears cold on her cheeks.
“Are you leaving or not?”
“I’m not leaving, Nian Nian. I won’t leave…”
Exhausted from crying, she asked softly, “What will it take for you to let me go?”
Yin Buqi clasped her hand, inching it toward his chest.
Her fingers trembled, but he held her palm firmly, pressing it against his heart.
A faint smile played on his lips, though his eyes betrayed his anguish.
In a hoarse whisper, he said, “Nian Nian, as long as it still beats, I can’t let you go.”
Jiang Niannian admitted she had softened once again.
After raising him all these years, she still couldn’t bear to see him in pain.
Even though the outcome was his choice, she couldn’t harden her heart.
Her gaze swept over his flushed face.
“How much did you drink?”
Yin Buqi stared at her for a long moment before suddenly stretching out his arms, his tone aggrieved.
“Nian Nian, hug me.”
His robe hung loosely, revealing a tattoo of a red spider lily on his chest.
His pale skin was firm and smooth, his muscles well-defined and powerful, his physique exuding an oppressive aura.
Jiang Niannian’s eyes trailed downward.
Beneath his broad chest and along his side, there were multiple overlapping cuts, deep enough to expose bone.
So, he really had gone to kill Liu Xichuan today.
Why hadn’t he treated his wounds?
Anger rose in Jiang Niannian’s chest.
She asked sharply, “Did you do anything improper with the Qingqiu goddess?”
“You don’t trust me!” Yin Buqi’s alcohol-laden breath wafted over her.
His red eyes narrowed.
“You’re the bad one, Nian Nian, cozying up to Shen Yu…”
Jiang Niannian tried to hold her temper.
She failed.
Slamming her palm against the bed, she glared.
“Answer me! Did you or did you not?!”
Yin Buqi instantly shrank back.
“I didn’t! Why are you suddenly so fierce…”
His elongated red eyes shimmered with moisture, reflecting a tender light.
Tentatively, he whispered, “I just want Nian Nian to sleep with me…”
“These past days, I haven’t been able to sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see your face. I dream of you leaving me… abandoning me…”
When she didn’t respond, Yin Buqi suddenly fell toward her.
They toppled onto the soft couch together.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he bent slightly, burying his face in her neck.
His breath, warm and ticklish, brushed against her skin.
“Nian Nian’s waist is so slender.”
He added, “So soft, too.”