The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 123 - Thug

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Jiang Ke didn’t speak, but his long sword lunged forward—

“Snap!”

The long sword pierced deeply into a tree behind Sang Yan.

Along with the body of a snake.

The snake was black and white with a triangular head, flicking its tongue.

Struck by the sword, the snake coiled in pain, still attempting to struggle and escape, but it was unsuccessful.

Following Jiang Ke’s gaze, Sang Yan really saw the snake and, frightened, shrank back into his embrace.

“Are we sure we want to sleep here? What if there are more snakes?”

She already detested the harsh outdoor life, and now seeing a snake intensified her aversion and resentment towards Jiang Ke, “Why are you doing this to me? You’ve had your good days, why must I suffer? Jiang Ke, please, take me back, okay? I don’t want to live like this. I’ve had enough.”

Jiang Ke held her head, pressed her into his embrace, and said softly, “I will make sure you live well. Just endure a little longer.”

Sang Yan couldn’t endure it, and began to cry out, “I want to go home. I don’t want to be here. Jiang Ke, you can’t treat me like this. How do you expect me to love you when you make me live like this? I’m just a vain and pleasure-loving woman, I can’t—”

Her words were cut off.

Jiang Ke kissed her lips, fiercely and roughly.

This reminded her of He Ying.

He too was aggressive.

He Ying…

Her fiancé, the man she loved…

“Mmh—”

She desperately tried to dodge and ferociously pounded on his chest.

He was strong and unmovable, only kissing her more forcefully.

He was a brute.

She almost choked.

“Stop crying.”

“If you keep crying, I’m going to do more than just kiss you.”

He was threatening, caressing her chin and gradually moving to her earlobe, leaned in, kissed it, and whispered, “I mean it, keep crying, and I’ll make you cry under me.”

Sang Yan choked back a sob, instantly stopping her tears.

She thought he was more terrifying than the snake.

The snake was already dead.

The body split in two, hanging down.

Jiang Ke released her, stepped forward, pulled out the sword, and carried over the snake.

Sang Yan, frightened, turned pale, “Stay back! What are you doing!”

She was most afraid of such invertebrates.

Even dead.

Still terrifying.

Her whole body uncontrollably trembled.

Thinking Jiang Ke was using the snake to scare her.

She misunderstood.

Jiang Ke just wanted to eat snake meat.

As Sang Yan watched him peel the snake skin, grill the meat, her stomach churned.

She couldn’t stand such a murderous person.

“Ugh—”

She ran to the side to vomit, yet didn’t dare to go too far, afraid to encounter more snakes.

Jiang Ke heard the noise, frowned, and looked at her, “What’s wrong?”

Sang Yan cried weakly, “What do you care? Isn’t this what you wanted to see?”

Blaming him, she hugged her knees, curling into a ball, waiting for dawn.

Jiang Ke, concerned, approached, “Did you eat something bad? Is there anything else that feels off?”

Sang Yan felt his concern was cheaper than grass.

Wasn’t this all thanks to him?

Now he played the good guy?

“I’m fine.”

She was being stubborn and self-destructive.

Maybe if she really was sick, he would let her go?

Or take her for treatment?

Perhaps she could find a chance to escape or call for help?

While she was thinking, a hand touched her forehead.

Jiang Ke gauged her forehead’s temperature, confirmed she didn’t have a fever, and then felt her stomach, which was also not cold; he was slightly reassured, “Ah Yan, be good, endure tonight, and tomorrow we will be in Qingzhou.”

Sang Yan didn’t speak.

Jiang Ke didn’t insist, he hugged her into his arms, comforting like with a child, “Sleep. I am here, nothing can hurt you.”

Sang Yan then closed her eyes and slept.

She thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep, but contrary to that, she fell asleep quickly in his arms.

Her body succumbed before her rationality.

This was not a good sign.

The next day

She woke up first, and looking at his haggard sleeping face, she mercilessly woke him.

He was still drowsy, forbidding her from getting up, “Be good, sleep with me a little longer.”

Sang Yan didn’t want to sleep anymore. She had tolerated it all night, and now she felt so annoyed she wanted to punch him. In fact, she did try to punch him, but he caught her hand midway and even bit her.

“Hisss—”

She hadn’t expected him to bite her and angrily said, “Why would you bite someone? Are you a dog?”

Jiang Ke obviously woke up grumpy, his eyebrows furrowed, his face sullen, “Ah Yan, a man’s face cannot be touched.”

“Slap.”

Sang Yan touched it anyway, gritting her teeth and harshly slapped him.

Jiang Ke was fully awoken by the slap, he let go of her, stood up, and looked down at her, his expression tense, his eyebrows knotted, and his lips tightly pursed. After a long moment, he said, “Don’t let it happen again.”

Sang Yan: “…”

She had held her breath, half-expecting Jiang Ke to hit her back.

But he restrained himself.

She was surprised, yet somewhat tempted.

If possible, she would have wanted to kill him.

Damn man!

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Kidnapper!

“This is all your doing. I never hit people.”

She had always been kind to others.

Now, her kindness was completely depleted by him.

Jiang Ke didn’t argue, instead, he went to fetch water from the river to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Sang Yan followed him and had a quick wash as well.

Breakfast consisted of some wild berries.

Very tart.

Sang Yan had no appetite.

Jiang Ke mechanically ate a few without looking at her. Seeing she wasn’t eating, he glared, “Eat! Otherwise, you won’t have the strength to walk later!”

Thinking they were close to arriving at Qingzhou and that she should look for a chance to escape, Sang Yan grimaced and ate two wild fruits.

But the wild fruits did little to satisfy her hunger.

Only after walking two miles, her stomach began to growl.

Fortunately, they had reached Qingzhou.

Sang Yan could already see the pedestrians entering and exiting through the city gates.

She instinctively ran forward.

But after just a couple of steps, an arm barred her waist.

“What are—”

She had barely gotten two words out when Jiang Ke muted her by pressing on her mute acupoint.

To her utter surprise, such a thing as a mute acupoint even existed.

Damn it!

If he could use the mute acupoint, why had he bothered tying her hands and feet and gagging her mouth in the first place?

Was it to torment her now, to make her lose hope?

Poor her hadn’t even shouted for help when he blocked her path!

“Ah Yan, I’m doing this for your good. If you call for help or reveal your identity, I’ll have to silence them. You don’t want others to die because of you, right?”

Listen to him, is he even human anymore?

So, muting her and sabotaging her means of survival was for her good?

Sang Yan’s eyes reddened with fury, and she felt a strong urge to strangle him.

And indeed, she did try to choke him.

Unfortunately, he easily caught her hands.

Pain spread from her wrists.

“Mm-mm—”

(Let me go! Release me!)

Her face paled from the pain.

He didn’t let go, holding tight, his eyes cold, but his voice surprisingly gentle, “Ah Yan, I’m proficient in human acupoints. Dislocating these hands would be effortless for me, but I don’t want to do that. Please don’t make me, okay?”

No!

Just kill me!

Her eyes red, tears streaming down.

He saw, gently wiping away her tears, taking her hand, wanting to enter the city.

Suddenly, a squad of soldiers rushed out from the city.

They held portraits, comparing them with the passing pedestrians.

Sang Yan saw this, certain they were searching for her, and she started to rush towards them.

Even if she couldn’t speak, as long as she attracted their attention, it was a chance to escape.