After Transmigrating Into the Book, I Raised the Sickly Side Male Character to Be the Yandere - Chapter 96
Chapter 96: Has Nian Nian Left?
Yin Buqi spoke as several fluffy tails wrapped around her ankles, sliding upward and brushing against the hem of her dress.
They even boldly coiled around her waist.
Jiang Niannian’s breath nearly stopped.
“T-Tails… Pull them back…”
“The tails are moving.”
The red mark between Yin Buqi’s brows grew even redder, as vibrant as his ruby-colored lips.
The two were very close.
Jiang Niannian frowned and said, “Let go, Yin Buqi!”
Yin Buqi, his face flushed with drunkenness, tilted his pale yet bewitching face upward, revealing a charming smile.
His breath came lightly as he murmured, “Did I scare you, Nian Nian…”
“Nian Nian, don’t be afraid. This is the power of the Nine-Tailed bloodline…” His intoxicated face was tinged with a rosy hue as he met her gaze.
His lashes were thick, and the corners of his eyes curved upward slightly, exuding a soul-stirring allure.
He whispered softly, “Nian Nian, they like you very much.”
As he spoke, a black, fluffy fox tail was placed into her palm, nuzzling her hand affectionately.
The fiery red mark at the center of his forehead glowed brightly.
Yin Buqi leaned closer, his throat moving slightly as he said, “Nian Nian, don’t be afraid. Try touching the tails…”
The tail obediently rested in her hand, occasionally twitching.
Its soft fur brushed against her palm, warm and comforting.
Jiang Niannian, intrigued, grasped it with her fingers and smoothed it downward.
Yin Buqi nearly lost control of his breathing under her touch.
Suddenly, he kissed her lips wildly, claiming them as though he intended to steal every breath from her lungs.
His hands gripped her with reckless force, a desperate strength that allowed no escape.
The dampness at the corners of his eyes fell onto their entangled lips, melting into her tongue with a salty, slightly sour taste.
Jiang Niannian passively endured the kiss, her grip on the tail tightening unconsciously.
Yin Buqi’s body trembled slightly, and he kissed her even harder.
Unnoticed, a slender hand climbed onto his neck.
A moment later, a cold needle pierced into his nape.
Yin Buqi froze, and the next second, he collapsed onto Jiang Niannian, unmoving.
Jiang Niannian took a deep breath and pushed him off.
The acupuncture techniques she’d learned from Shen Yu these past days hadn’t gone to waste.
The moonlight slanted across his shoulders, casting his sharp features into striking relief.
His beauty was otherworldly.
Holding her breath, Jiang Niannian reached out to trace the red mark on his brow.
Her fingertips grew warm and slightly feverish at the touch.
Carefully, she untangled the tails coiled around her body, climbed out of bed, and threw on an outer robe before fetching her medicine box.
Her bare feet stepped onto the cold jade floor, the chill sobering her from the heat of the moment.
She formed a hand seal, lighting the nearby candles.
Moving gently, she began dressing Yin Buqi’s wounds.
The basic first-aid skills she’d learned from Shen Yu sufficed for the task.
After applying medicine and bandaging the wounds, Jiang Niannian placed her hand lightly on his skin.
She infused a trace of wood-element spiritual energy to soothe his meridians and promote healing.
Once everything was done, she used vines to toss the black-hearted fox out of the Fangfei Courtyard.
Yin Buqi’s red eyes stared intently at Jiang Niannian.
Her loosely tied robe hung on her slender frame.
She was sitting on his lap, her cool, delicate arms wrapped around his neck, gently stroking the back of it.
He could hear the furious pounding of his own heart.
Jiang Niannian leaned closer to his ear, pressing a soft kiss to his earlobe as her tender voice murmured, “Buqi, do you really want to drive me away?”
Enchanted, he revealed his true feelings.
“No… Nian Nian, don’t leave.”
“But I don’t want you anymore,” she said with a light laugh near his ear, the sound chilly and distant.
“So, how do you plan to keep me by your side? Yin Buqi, what are you going to do?”
“I want… to imprison you, to tie you to my side forever, so you can only see me, think of me, call my name every night.”
She raised an eyebrow and gently said, “You’re too greedy.”
When he reached out to grab her, he caught nothing but air.
Yin Buqi woke to find himself lying on a white jade bed in the Temple of God.
He remembered his drunken actions from the previous night—and the dream he’d had.
In the dream and in reality, she had told him she didn’t want him anymore.
It hurt.
It hurt too much.
A death guard appeared suddenly, kneeling before him.
“Young Master, you’re awake. Miss Jiang left a few words for you.”
“Speak.”
“She said, ‘In this world, there is only one Jiang Niannian. If you miss her, she’ll be gone forever.’”
“She also said, ‘Once I leave, I’ll never return. The world is vast; I may never want to see you again.’”
Yin Buqi’s heart sank.
“Where is she?”
“She left half an hour ago.”
“What?!” Yin Buqi bolted upright.
“Why didn’t you wake me for something so important?!”
“I saw you sleeping, so I didn’t dare—”
Before he could finish, an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy erupted, silencing him.
The sound of a body hitting the ground echoed in the hall.
The immense pressure released caused the other guards in the hall to feel their blood roil.
They knelt, barely able to support themselves.
A black shadow flickered by, so fast it left a faint afterimage.
In an instant, Yin Buqi was gone.
But the next second, he returned.
Softly, he said, “I cannot see her again. If I do, I won’t be able to control myself. I’ll want to hide her away.”
“It’s better this way. I cannot see her again.”
In the sky, Jiang Niannian was flying on her sword.
“Nian Nian, are you really leaving? Have you truly let go of Yin Buqi? And why aren’t you taking the divine beast?”
Teng Jiao, like a curious child, rattled off a series of questions.
Jiang Niannian replied indifferently, “Coalball needs yin energy every day. Following me is pointless.”
“Are you really leaving?”
“Liu Xichuan is dead. The outside world is safe now.”
“Are you really leaving?”
“I haven’t said goodbye to Shen Yu. I wonder if he’ll be mad when he finds out I’ve gone.”
“Tsk, tsk.”
Teng Jiao clicked its tongue knowingly.
“People say that when someone avoids answering directly, the answer is already clear…”
“Do you know you’re very noisy?”
“A woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.”
“Shut up.”
