After Transmigrating Into the Book, I Raised the Sickly Side Male Character to Be the Yandere - Chapter 106

 Chapter 106: How My Love Rival Taught Me to Seduce My Own Man

Jiang Niannian was casually chatting with Coalball and Jiang Ziyou at the stone table in the courtyard when an unexpected guest arrived at Fangfei Courtyard.

Hu Feishuang walked in gracefully, dressed in a luxurious purple robe adorned with golden lace, shimmering under the sunlight. Her dark hair was pinned up with a single jade hairpin, her red lips were smooth and glossy, and her enchanting eyes carried a seductive charm. Behind her followed a group of attendants as she approached leisurely.

Judging by her imposing demeanor, it seemed like she was here to make trouble.

Jiang Ziyou and Coalball exchanged a glance, then silently grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from the plate on the table, preparing for the drama.

Jiang Niannian stood up, eyeing Hu Feishuang with caution.

Based on her years of experience reading romance novels, there was a high probability that Hu Feishuang was here because she was jealous of her for taking Yin Buqi. She had likely come to create trouble, using threats and temptations to force her to back off.

However, Jiang Niannian had read countless books. This kind of small confrontation? She wasn’t afraid at all.

Her tone was unfriendly as she asked, “What are you here for?”

The next second, Hu Feishuang intimately took her hand.

Jiang Niannian, who was prepared for battle: ??? What’s going on?

Not only was she bewildered, but Jiang Ziyou and Coalball were also utterly confused.

The sunflower seeds in their hands suddenly lost their flavor.

Coalball leaned close to Jiang Ziyou and whispered seriously, “I get it now. This is called ‘courtesy before force.'”

Jiang Ziyou nodded. “Ah, that makes sense.”

“Miss Jiang, your skin is truly flawless, delicate and smooth—just look at this glow! It’s so enviable!”

Wow.

Her tone was so sweet it could give someone a sugar rush.

As Hu Feishuang spoke, she gazed at Jiang Niannian with sultry eyes, her red-painted fingertips lightly stroking Jiang Niannian’s hand.

Jiang Ziyou and Coalball: Ugh—can’t bear to watch.

“Oh my, the peach blossom hairpin on your head is also stunning! It makes you even more beautiful than the flowers themselves!”

“And this dress—absolutely exquisite! Just look at the pink hem, the embroidery, the delicate stitches—it’s more beautiful than real flowers! Who needs to admire flowers when they can admire you instead?”

“I’m truly in awe of your breathtaking beauty!”

Jiang Niannian, overwhelmed by excessive flattery: ??? What nonsense is this?

Who am I? Where am I? What was I supposed to be doing?

Coalball: “…”

Jiang Ziyou: “…”

Hu Feishuang sighed, looking at Jiang Niannian with deep disappointment, as if she hated that she was failing to meet expectations.

“Men are all the same. They like women who take the initiative. How are you supposed to win a man’s heart if you keep acting so reserved? If you don’t keep him satisfied, what if Yin Buqi runs off with someone else?!”

Jiang Niannian didn’t respond but gave her a very strange look.

[On How My Love Rival Taught Me to Seduce My Own Man]

Absolutely ridiculous.

“I disagree!” Jiang Ziyou slammed the table.

“My master doesn’t like forward women!”

Coalball nodded.

“Neither does my mate.”

Hu Feishuang shot them a glare.

“Adults are talking. Children should stay out of it.”

Then she turned back to Jiang Niannian, still holding her hand, and smiled.

“I actually brought you a little gift this time.”

She took a brocade box from an attendant and handed it to Jiang Niannian.

“Open it and take a look.”

Here it comes! This box is definitely suspicious.

Jiang Niannian pushed the box away. “I appreciate the gesture, but I won’t accept gifts.”

Hu Feishuang pushed it back. “How could you refuse? I picked it out just for you.”

Jiang Niannian pushed it away again. “I don’t want it. It’s too valuable.”

“Oh, it’s nothing expensive. Just a piece of clothing. Take it.”

“I don’t want it.”

As they pushed the box back and forth, a long, slender hand suddenly reached over without warning, steadily took the brocade box, and opened it.

Everyone looked over.

In Jiang Ziyou’s hands was… a revealing  du dou (a traditional Chinese undergarment).

Not only was it sheer and lace-trimmed, but the mermaid silk at the bottom added an extra seductive, barely-there effect. It was so scandalous it couldn’t possibly provide any actual coverage—its translucent design only emphasized an alluring, suggestive charm.

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang Ziyou hadn’t expected this at all, and his face instantly turned red.

Jiang Niannian’s mouth twitched. “…This is the ‘clothing’ you were giving me?”

“Are you sure this is wearable?”

Hu Feishuang hadn’t expected the box to be opened on the spot. Although she felt guilty, she still put on a brave front. “Of course, it’s wearable…”

Jiang Niannian took the  du dou, staring at the embroidered mandarin ducks and rippling water design.

She then looked at Hu Feishuang with a suddenly suspicious gaze.

After a moment of silence, she pulled her hand away from Hu Feishuang’s grasp and asked with a serious expression, “Do you… have feelings for me?”

Jiang Ziyou: “!”

Coalball: “!”

Hu Feishuang was completely stunned.

She never expected Jiang Niannian to misunderstand her intentions like this.

These two idiots—both of them were crazy!

She was utterly frustrated. “How could I possibly like a married woman?! No, how could I possibly like women at all?!”

Jiang Niannian continued staring at her with a scrutinizing look. “…Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure!” Hu Feishuang blurted out. Afraid Jiang Niannian wouldn’t believe her, she quickly added, “Yin Buqi sent me! He asked me to appease you… I gave you this du dou to spice things up for your marriage! You don’t believe me?”

“…I believe you.”

“Good.”

Hu Feishuang smiled and tried to hold her hand again—only for Jiang Niannian to dodge like she’d been electrocuted.

Hu Feishuang: …How do I convince this woman that I’m straight?

—

Under the moonlit sky, Yin Buqi lingered outside Fangfei Courtyard, pacing in circles.

According to Hu Feishuang, Nian nian was no longer angry with him.

Satisfied, he concealed his presence and slipped inside.

His dark robes blended seamlessly with the night.

Inside, soft lantern light cast a warm glow, piercing through the cold moonlight.

By the courtyard’s bath, a woman leaned against the water’s edge, her bare back exposed, glistening under the moonlight.

Yin Buqi’s crimson eyes darkened with anticipation.

The sound of water.

Nian nian was bathing.

His thoughts drifted—imagining her smooth back, bare shoulders, glistening with water droplets.

As he moved toward the bath, he suddenly froze.

Xiao Qi was squatting beside the tub, helping Jiang Niannian scrub her back.

And Jiang Niannian… was wearing that  du dou.

The red straps looped around her neck, leaving most of her back exposed. Her delicate shoulder blades shifted slightly with every movement.

The  du dou was translucent. A style he had never seen before.

Did Nian nian know he would come?

Was she teasing him on purpose?

Water droplets trailed down her back. Just this single view was enough to make him feel a surge of desire.

Watching Xiao Qi rub her back, Yin Buqi felt a surge of jealousy.

How could she wear something so revealing in front of anyone else?

With a flick of his sleeve, he sent Xiao Qi flying.

Xiao Qi, suddenly finding himself stranded in the wilderness: ???

Yin Buqi stepped closer, long fingers trailing down her back, filled with both teasing and hunger.

“Xiao Qi, don’t scrub so hard. It tickles,” Jiang Niannian murmured.

But her soft, innocent voice only stirred him more.

He leaned in, brushing against her ear with a low chuckle.

“Then, Nian nian… how do you want to be washed?”

Jiang Niannian froze, realizing what she was wearing.

Her face turned bright red as she sank deeper into the water, leaving only her head above the surface.

“W-why are you here?!”