Chapter 114 : Nian Nian, Just Look at Me

The bowl of sweet soup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The oil lamp went out, plunging the room into darkness, leaving only the moonlight.

“Ah!”

Yin Buqi suddenly pounced on Jiang Niannian, pinning her down on the bed.

His low, hoarse voice was filled with a sick, violent possessiveness: “Nian Nian, how many years have we been together… Shen Yu, Zhao Anming, that man on the flower cart today, and now there’s another one in your sea of consciousness. What does it mean that he looks like me?”

“Nian Nian, you’re not being good. You always mention other men in front of me…” His tone was slow, with undercurrents of turbulence beneath the calm.

Jiang Niannian shook her head, her heart aching: “No, Buqi, you’re hurting me…”

He gripped her wrist tightly. His gaze, his tone, reminded her of the man she had vaguely seen in her sea of consciousness, the one who had imprisoned her. It made her inexplicably afraid, a fear that ran deep into her bones, sudden yet overwhelming.

Jiang Niannian swallowed hard and spoke quickly: “I don’t care about anyone else. I only care about you. Can’t you stop being so obsessive? Can’t we just be like a normal couple and have a normal relationship?!”

Her almond-shaped eyes, wet and glistening, sparkled with a clear, beautiful light.

“Shh—” His cold fingers pressed against her lips.

“Don’t say anymore.”

“Nian Nian is starting to get tired of me, aren’t you?” Yin Buqi’s black hair fell loose, the red mark on his forehead glowing brightly, giving him a bewitching yet fragile beauty.

In the darkness, he touched her trembling face, his fingertips warmed by her breath: “Yes, my love is obsessive, dark, and sick. Nian Nian can’t accept me like this, so you’re starting to want to escape from me and go to someone else, aren’t you?”

Jiang Niannian shrank her shoulders, continuing to shake her head, her voice choked with sobs: “I’ve never thought about leaving you… I’m just scared…”

Yin Buqi’s warm lips enveloped her earlobe, gently nibbling, carrying an absolute sense of oppression: “Scared of what?”

Jiang Niannian felt like a rabbit caught in the grasp of a beast: “Scared that you’ll lock me up and never let me go anywhere.”

Yin Buqi buried his face in her neck for a long, long time before finally lifting his head.

His red eyes were filled with her image, like a deep, luminous pool under the moonlight, with violent, devouring whirlpools surging within, overwhelming and all-consuming.

He exuded a terrifying, frenzied aura, like a trapped beast, staring at her in a daze, silent.

Jiang Niannian felt a tingling numbness on her scalp, her body gradually stiffening. Outside the window, the rustling of the wind could be heard.

Yin Buqi smiled gently, slowly pressing his forehead against hers. “How could I bear to lock Nian Nian up? Although I really want to, I love Nian Nian, so much, so much. I would never hurt you, Nian Nian… believe me.”

His long, dark eyelashes were wet with tears, glistening like water droplets. As if entranced, he whispered softly: “Nian Nian, just think of me, forget everyone else, okay?”

Yin Buqi rubbed his forehead against hers, his eyes moist with tears that fell again. His pale skin was almost translucent, the earlier dominance completely gone.

He was as humble as dust: “Okay… okay…”

Jiang Niannian’s breath hitched, her heart aching with tenderness.

He was so afraid.

His soft, disheveled hair fell over his forehead, his eyes filled with fear and unease. Her heart ached so much she could barely breathe. He was still pleading desperately: “Nian Nian, okay?”

She cupped his face, gently wiping away the tears at the corners of his eyes, soothing him softly: “Okay, I’ll forget everyone else and just think of you.”

She had already given him so much love, but this man was so insecure.

Well, if he couldn’t change, then she would just go mad with him.

Hearing her words, Yin Buqi’s chest filled with her fresh, floral scent, spreading clearly through his veins, igniting a burning, frantic fire deep within.

Like a child finally getting candy, he rubbed his face against her palm, a joyful, almost wild moan escaping his throat, his voice hoarse: “Nian Nian!”

Seeing him smile, Jiang Niannian finally relaxed, helplessly pounding his chest again: “Get up. We’ve been running around all day. I want to go take a bath.”

Yin Buqi didn’t get up. Instead, a long tail coiled around her, starting from her ankles and tightly wrapping around her waist.

The soft fur tickled, sending waves of tingling and itchiness.

A strange warmth that could drown out all the darkness in the world.

Jiang Niannian protested: “I want to take a bath!”

“We’ll bathe together later…” Yin Buqi’s eyes showed an inescapable obsession, his voice low. “Nian Nian promised me, she’ll only think of me from now on.”

Jiang Niannian was completely speechless. He always used her promises to silence her.

Yin Buqi kissed her lips, his tongue gently licking and nibbling, murmuring: “From head to toe, every part of Nian Nian.”

“I’ll enjoy every bit of you.”

“Buqi…”

“Don’t reject me, Nian Nian.”

His red eyes glowed with a dark fire, his black hair falling loosely over his robe.

Sweat poured freely until she cried and begged, telling him he was the best man in the world, that she would only think of him from now on.

Only then did he let her go, holding her in his arms, gently massaging her waist, and carrying her to bathe.

The next day, after breakfast, the group headed to the Linglang Pavilion.

The Linglang Pavilion was already packed.

The pavilion was enormous, divided into three levels.

The center of the first floor was a massive lotus jade platform, protected by nine layers of indestructible barriers, used to display the items.

The second floor was for general seating.

The third floor was for private booths, luxuriously decorated with excellent views and providing great privacy for the guests.

Jiang Niannian and the others bought a private booth.

Even though they had arrived early, the Linglang Pavilion was already crowded.

“Did you hear? The finale today is the forbidden Puppetry Technique!”

“What? I thought the Puppetry Technique was lost?”

“Who knows if it’s real? If the forbidden technique is as good as the legends say, why wouldn’t the seller keep it for themselves? Instead, they’re selling it! They must be desperate for money!”

After the commotion died down, everyone took their seats, and the room quieted.

However, the first item up for display shocked everyone present.

Jiang Niannian and Yin Buqi looked down and were both stunned.

On the display platform, a woman was brought up in a cage. It was Tang Murou!