After Transmigrating Into the Book, I Raised the Sickly Side Male Character to Be the Yandere - Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Past Events

On this side, Jiang Niannian left Fangfei courtyard and went straight to Shen Yu’s place.

Since she planned to stay in Qingqiu, she would have to take care of the plants and flowers she had planted herself.

Shen Yu was studying medical books when she arrived. Without looking at her, he coldly asked, “Have you made up with Yin Buqi again?”

Jiang Niannian nodded.

Shen Yu didn’t say anything more. He threw the medical book in his hand onto the table, walked out of the room, poured the medicine from the simmering pot in the yard into a bowl, and shoved it into Jiang Niannian’s hands: “Your energy channels are weak. You can only rely on dietary supplements. Drink this.”

“You sound just like Buqi. He said the same thing this morning.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Yu glared at her, then sat back down, picked up the medical book, and ignored her.

“It’s so bitter,” Jiang Niannian sniffed the medicine and put it down.

“Do you have any malt sugar here?”

“No.”

“Then I won’t drink it.”

After a moment of silence, Shen Yu suddenly spoke, “Do you want to die?”

Jiang Niannian blurted out, “You first.”

“…” Shen Yu gave her a complicated look, threw down the book, and walked out the door.

“Suit yourself.”

“Hey, I was just joking. Why can’t you take a joke?” Jiang Niannian found it amusing and drank the medicine in one gulp.

The taste was clear and refreshing, with a soft, jelly-like texture. It was sweet, which was surprising since it smelled so bitter. This medicine must be quite rare.

She put down the bowl and chased after him. “Are you going to the herb garden? I’ll come too.”

“No need. Don’t come here again. As for the medicine to regulate your body, I’ll have someone deliver it to you.”

Jiang Niannian was stunned. “What do you mean by that?”

Shen Yu turned back and looked at her for a while, as if falling into his cold, hollow eyes. On the dark, dead sea-like surface of his gaze, ripples of blood seemed to spread.

“Jiang Niannian, you’re really a good person.”

Jiang Niannian’s lips moved. “Shen Yu…”

She suddenly felt that Shen Yu seemed different today.

Shen Yu continued, “But I don’t like good people… not at all.”

With that, Shen Yu turned and left without looking back, leaving Jiang Niannian alone.

…

Shi Jing knelt on the stone floor of the water prison and continued, “Yue Qing found me severely injured. She had sneaked out, wanting to see the world beyond Qingqiu. After I recovered, the two sisters and I sneaked out of Qingqiu on a moonlit night and returned to Rimuli.”

“Yue Lian fell in love with me, but my heart only belonged to Yue Qing. As fate would have it, Yue Qing loved Yin Ruoxu. The four of us were entangled in a mess. Looking back now, it’s utterly ridiculous.”

“What happened later is as you know. Yue Qing married Yin Ruoxu, and Yue Lian married me. After the Qianqiu lord found out, he was furious and cut off all ties with them, forbidding them from ever returning to Qingqiu.”

Shi Jing went on, “Mu Rou was born a year after you. You were still young then, so you might not remember. Yue Lian always knew that I had feelings for Yue Qing, and she resented me for it. To get back at me, she took Mu Rou and disappeared a few months later. When I found her, all I saw was her corpse. Mu Rou was nowhere to be found. The only thing I remember is that my daughter had a small red lotus birthmark on her foot…”

Yin Buqi silently stared at the blood on the ground, his red eyes empty and lifeless.

He spoke, “I’m not interested in your past. I just want to know how my mother died.”

Shi Jing sighed and replied, “As soon as you were born, Yue Qing fell into despair because she discovered that you had the ancestral bloodline. As expected, the Nether Evil Resentment Seed curse was born with you.”

“Originally, Yue Qing wanted to use a secret technique to extract the curse from your body, but that was impossible. As you can imagine, she failed. You might not know this, but curse not only affects those around you, but also severely damages the host. For your sake, Yue Qing ultimately chose to use her own life to suppress the curse, minimizing the pain you would have to endure. I was there at the time, and it was her request that I help her complete this. I could never refuse her requests.”

All of this was recounted by Shi Jing in just a few sentences, but it carried an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

“If others found out about your nine-tailed identity and the curse within you, you would surely die. So, I used the name evil spirit to cover it up, abolished your cultivation, and reduced your presence.”

Yin Buqi’s fingertips trembled slightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged ominously.

Shi Jing continued, “As for me, because I helped the nine-tailed fox of Qingqiu suppress the curse, I was abandoned by the heavens and lost my divination powers. But to avoid arousing suspicion, I had to use the excuse that the divination of Nether Evil Resentment Seed and the nine-tailed fox had severely damaged my spiritual energy.”

Yin Buqi lowered his gaze.

No wonder, many years ago, when he left Rimuli, Shen Yu told him that Shi Jing’s spiritual phase was unstable and that he had suffered a backlash.

It must have been due to the massive loss of spiritual energy during the process of helping his mother perform the ritual.

“That night, you said that the savior nine-tailed fox had a red lotus birthmark on her leg, just to protect Tang Murou from Wen Shili.”

“Yes,” Shi Jing nodded.

Yin Buqi asked, “I have one more question for you. Were you the one controlling the Yin spirits in Qinghe Town?”

“No, it wasn’t me,” Shi Jing replied.

“You know that Murou is still alive. You’ve been sending people to look for her these past few days… I’m telling you all this in the hope that you’ll spare her for my sake. I’ve owed her too much over the years…”

“Spare her?” Yin Buqi’s voice was icy, his eyes burning with an unquenchable fire.

“Shi Jing, you’re so naive. Do you know how many people she’s killed? If it weren’t for her, Yin Ci would still be alive!”

“Please, I beg you. She’s my only daughter. She made a mistake, but if you’re angry, take it out on me…”

The more Tang Murou’s name was mentioned, the more grief and hatred welled up in Yin Buqi’s heart.

He turned away and said coldly, “Shi Jing, let me tell you something. In this world, there is no right or wrong.”

He spoke each word with deliberate force, “There is only willingness.”

Yin Buqi ignored Shi Jing’s pleas and walked out, the hem of his black robe soaking in the blood.

The corners of his lips curled into a gentle smile, but his eyes reflected a crimson madness, turning his elegant features into something terrifying and despairing.

His voice was barely a whisper, “And I don’t need salvation, nor do I need forgiveness.”

After leaving the water prison, Yin Buqi felt a growing unease.

He had initially thought that the person controlling the Yin spirits was Liu Xichuan, but that idea was shattered after the soul-searching that night.

His intuition told him that the person controlling the spirits and the one who took Yin Ci’s body were likely the same.

But who was it?

And what was their goal?