After Transmigrating Into the Book, I Raised the Sickly Side Male Character to Be the Yandere - Chapter 68
Chapter 68: Our ‘Society’ Brother Qi—A Man of Few Words and Swift Action
It was early April, and the air was already growing hot.
The moon hung high in the sky.
Jiang Niannian returned from her bath half an hour later, only to freeze upon seeing Yin Buqi’s body.
The man lay on his side, long black hair cascading around him.
Moonlight cast a cold glow on his fair, handsome face, giving it an almost fragile beauty.
He wore loosely draped white inner robes that exposed his pale skin, his long, narrow eyes half-closed.
His sickly complexion now held a hint of debauched allure, making him appear delicate in a way that set hearts racing.
Was she raising a cub? No, she was clearly raising a seductive devil!
Noticing her arrival, the man smiled slightly.
“Niannian.”
Sima Zhao’s intentions are obvious to everyone!
(T/N: This is an idiom. This idiom means that the intentions are very obvious and well known to everyone.)
Jiang Niannian gulped, pulling a thin quilt over him.
It was partly to fend off his deliberate enticement—and partly because she didn’t trust herself to have much restraint around him.
So young and already using his looks to charm!
Jiang Niannian slipped under the covers, turning her back to him, chanting to herself, “Desire is emptiness; emptiness is desire…”
Behind her, Yin Buqi’s low, bewitching voice murmured, “Niannian, I’m hot…”
Hot, my foot! If you’re so hot, why are you getting so close!
“…Just go to sleep.”
But then she felt something subtly poking her at the waist.
Jiang Niannian pretended to be asleep.
Yin Buqi lightly bit her neck, tasting the sweetness and biting down harder instinctively.
His long legs pressed against her, rubbing slightly.
Jiang Niannian could no longer endure it, flipping to face the man.
“Why aren’t you asleep at this hour?”
“Can’t sleep.”
“And why is that?”
“Thinking too much.”
Familiar warmth surrounded her as the man bluntly, longingly replied, “Thinking about making love with Niannian…”
Jiang Niannian said, “I refuse.”
Yin Buqi paused, lowering his gaze.
“I understand—our love is fading, the seven-year itch, just like that.”
Jiang Niannian couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You’re still injured. Any intense movement and you’ll reopen the wounds.”
Yin Buqi pressed his lips together, staying silent.
Jiang Niannian sighed, giving in, “Once you’re better, you can do as you please.”
“Really?”
“Since when have I lied to you?”
Yin Buqi’s eyes lit up, his gaze almost gleeful, but he replied with a casual, “Alright, I understand.”
Yet within three seconds, his act crumbled.
He hugged Jiang Niannian’s neck, humming softly.
His cheeks flushed slightly, his lips redder, making his skin look even paler.
Like a beautiful ghost, he embraced her, murmuring.
His tender, magnetic hum made her ears tingle.
Face pressed against hers, nose brushing her ear, he whispered, “Niannian is so good…”
“Alright, sleep.”
“Mm.”
Using his spiritual energy, he extinguished the oil lamp.
It was still dark when they both drifted into dreamless sleep.
—
The next morning, Jiang Niannian woke feeling refreshed.
Yin Buqi held her tightly, his face nestled against her chest.
This man… isn’t he worried he’ll suffocate himself?
“Buqi?”
“Mm.”
He was awake, just too lazy to open his eyes.
Harmless and obedient, he held her like a cat basking in the sun—lazy and docile.
—
When Jiang Niannian left the room, she didn’t see Yin Ci, whose door remained closed.
Had he not gotten up yet?
After yesterday’s battle, he was likely exhausted.
Jiang Niannian knocked and called out a few times, but there was no answer.
Her heart began to worry.
“Teng Jiao.”
“Hmm?”
“Check inside the room.”
A small vine slipped through the window, wiggling to peer inside.
Jiang Niannian: …
A person and a beast lay sprawled, sleeping soundly.
Their sleep posture was best described as a “life is at its peak” sort of mess!
And their poses… identical!
Unbelievably synchronized!
—
By the time Yin Ci awoke, the sun was high.
They quickly cleaned up and set off back to the sect.
Originally, they had intended to visit Shuiyun Sect, but Wen Shili was swift and ruthless, executing Yin Ruoxu publicly and holding a summit to elect a new sect master.
The new leader was Liu Xichuan, previously an obscure minor peak master from Rimuli.
However, to be chosen as sect master, he must have his unique talents.
As they journeyed, they passed through scenes of misty mountains, colorful clouds, and beautiful landscapes, occasionally catching sight of white cranes and other birds flying by.
Rivers rushed by, echoing with the cries of monkeys along the banks.
Some peaks rose into the clouds, adorned with lush forests.
Tall towers and pavilions dotted the landscape.
They had returned to their home in the twilight.
Naturally, they stayed in Qinggu Peak.
Just as they were about to ascend the mountain, they noticed the stone steps covered in flower petals.
“Who would go to such lengths? These thousands of steps covered in petals—what a waste,” Jiang Niannian mused.
From afar, a man dressed in fine clothes radiating wealth stood by the gate.
Who else could it be but Zhao Anming?
He waved his fan, and with a loud bang, fireworks burst in the sky.
Dozens of cultivators manipulated the clouds with talismans and spiritual energy to create a stunning display.
Then, hundreds of cultivators flew by on swords, each pair carrying a banner reading:
“Welcome the fairy’s return!”
“Fairy, don’t complain—hug me instead!”
“Fairy, I farmed today, wholeheartedly devoted to you.”
“You wake up early, I sleep late; see, we’re so well-matched!”
…
Yin Buqi: …
Jiang Niannian: …
Yin Ci: …
Coal Ball: Learning achieved!
The man waved, calling to a stunned Jiang Niannian, “Fairy! I prepared this return ceremony especially for you. Are you moved?”
Jiang Niannian glanced at Yin Buqi beside her, whose face had darkened so much it could drip water.
In his hand, a red iron sword shimmered menacingly.
She decided it was best not to move.
Such a handsome man, yet so clueless.
Jiang Niannian chuckled nervously, “This is… society, haha.”
(T/N: This is more like a slang word, which could probably have the same meaning as “This is really something badass” or “This is really impressive in a bold way”.This slang also sometimes used playfully to refer to people who are almost trying too hard to seem powerful or impressive, and it can have a tone of light teasing as well.)
Yin Buqi’s gaze was piercing. “Society. What does that mean?”
Not wanting to lead her cub astray, Jiang Niannian replied, “It means… very powerful. Usually, it’s used by starting with the word’society’ and following it with the subject, emphasizing it.”
“So in your heart, who is the most ‘society’ man?”
With red eyes slightly narrowed and his voice rising with a hint of threat, he asked, “Hmm?”
The man’s gentle facade hid a possessive side, dark and domineering.
Jiang Niannian: “…Naturally, it’s you.”
“Of course.”
His response was obedience, and he even laughed softly.
Yin Ci chimed in excitedly, “I got it! ‘Our Society Brother Qi—a man of few words and swift action!'”
Jiang Niannian held her head: … It’s over; she’d corrupted them; now both the little ones had turned into “society” beings.
