The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 125 - Emergency

Chapter 125: Chapter 125 Emergency

“Thump, thump—”

Someone was knocking on the door.

This time, it was the waiter: “Sir, the hot water is ready.”

He carried a bucket of hot water.

Behind him, a young worker strode in with a large wooden tub for bathing.

When the big wooden tub was placed down—

The waiter poured the hot water into it.

Then he fetched a bucket of cold water.

He alternated between hot and cold water until it overflowed halfway up the large tub.

“Would you like some flower petals, sir? We have them, too.”

The waiter asked eagerly.

Jiang Ke nodded: “Mm. Bring some over.”

In no time, the waiter came back with a basket full of delicate red flowers, and he scattered two handfuls of petals into the water.

Jiang Ke waited for the waiter to leave, then urged: “Ah Yan, take a bath to relax a bit.”

Sang Yan was tempted, but she looked at him, gesturing for him to leave the room.

Jiang Ke turned his back: “You go ahead and bathe. I won’t look.”

Sang Yan didn’t quite trust his character, but as the saying goes, beggars can’t be choosers.

If he wanted to do something to her, she had no power to resist.

She might as well take it one step at a time.

Undressing.

Getting into the water.

She soaked in the water.

The hot water moistened her skin and was quite comfortable.

But after soaking for a while, she felt a bit dizzy and had a terrifying thought: What if… she just drowned herself?

She closed her eyes and sank down, holding her breath—

“Sang Yan!”

Her hair was suddenly yanked.

Jiang Ke’s face was ferocious: “What are you doing? Trying to kill yourself?”

He hauled her up.

She was entirely uncovered and screamed loudly: “Let go of me! Don’t!”

“Bang!”

She was flung onto the bed.

The bed had bedding.

But the fall still hurt.

“Sss—”

She gasped in pain.

The next moment, a shadow loomed over her.

He pinned her down, his brows and eyes filled with rage: “Speak! Sang Yan, were you trying to kill yourself just now? Do I disgust you so much? You’d rather die than be with me?”

Sang Yan gasped for air, angrily said: “You saw it all, didn’t you? Why ask? I’d rather die than be with you—”

She couldn’t finish her sentence before a sharp pain on her mouth.

He had bitten her lip, drawing blood.

It was more like the voraciousness of a wild beast.

“Since you don’t want to live, then what’s this body to you? Hm? Sang Yan?”

“Don’t! Stop it!”

Sang Yan struggled fiercely, crying out in fear: “Jiang Ke, let me go, I was wrong!”

She was truly scared now.

“Death isn’t an escape.”

He lay on her neck, a bead of restraining sweat rolling down his face.

It was hard to tell how much time passed.

He calmed down from his agitation, got up from her, pulled up the blanket, and covered her body.

Sang Yan clutched the bedding tightly, despite the sweltering heat, she was fully covered.

Soon after, she became pitifully drenched in sweat: “Clothes. Give me my clothes.”

She wasn’t accustomed to being without clothes and felt insecure.

Jiang Ke didn’t comply with her wishes, seemingly not hearing her, called for the waiter to change the water, then took a leisurely bath himself.

By the time he had taken care of himself, it was already dark.

He got into the bed, watching her shiver and scoot to the side, feeling annoyed and tempted to do evil: “You’re that scared of me?”

Sang Yan was afraid of him.

How could a woman not fear when overpowered by a man’s absolute physical strength?

His earlier brutality, his forcefulness, was indeed terrifying.

“If you had just been obedient from the start, wouldn’t everything have been fine?”

Jiang Ke reached for her chin, finding her fear-filled gaze towards him particularly gratifying.

He felt he must be sick to derive pleasure from her fear.

No wonder villains enjoyed abducting beauties.

It actually was rather interesting.

Sang Yan didn’t know what Jiang Ke was thinking, but his eyes were not clear, filled with male desire, leaving her in constant trepidation.

She clutched the quilt, shrank to the side, her lips hurting badly.

Besides the initial bite from him, the rest were self-inflicted.

Only the pain could scatter her attention so she wouldn’t be so afraid.

But she didn’t know, with her lips bitten, eyes brimming with tears, she looked so tempting, it was a crime.

“Stop biting. Are you doing this to seduce me on purpose?”

Jiang Ke looked at her swollen lips, feeling both heartache and excitement.

Sang Yan thought he was very strange, as if he had instantly transformed from a dangerous, handsome youth to a wicked man.

So, she had indeed done something foolish just now, hadn’t she?

All along, she had been avoiding provoking him.

In the end, she still failed to do so.

“I, I don’t want to die.”

She wasn’t exactly lying.

She didn’t want to die; she just wanted to experience the feeling of drowning.

It was very uncomfortable.

She still had bathwater in her stomach.

“Don’t look at me like that—”

She still wanted her clothes.

But she didn’t dare to reach for them, afraid to expose her body and provoke him again.

Jiang Ke watched her for a long while until her tears fell, then he asked, “Why are you crying? Is it not okay for me to just look at you and do nothing?”

Sang Yan remained silent.

She wanted to say it wasn’t okay, but she couldn’t.

Seeing her look so wronged, Jiang Ke reached out, wanting to pat her head—

Sang Yan thought he was going to do something improper and instinctively dodged, pleading, “Don’t do this, Jiang Ke, I am scared, give me some time, please.”

She was stalling.

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To delay if only for a moment was a moment.

All she could do now was stalling.

Jiang Ke enjoyed her begging, extremely satisfied, “Ah Yan, if only you had been so obedient sooner, how nice that would be.”

His mood was very good; he played with her hair for a while and then gave her clean clothes.

She dressed under the quilt, unable to see, fumbling around, and she worked up a good sweat.

Once dressed, she pushed away the quilt, thinking of getting some fresh air.

He pounced like a tiger, kissing her till she was dazed and confused.

In the end, her clothes were disheveled, and she had to get dressed again.

Sang Yan dared not express her anger.

Her bottom line was lowered again and again.

And he was slowly pushing her limits.

How much longer could she hold on?

She didn’t know.

The night deepened.

She cried under the quilt, “He Ying, He Ying, come save me quickly…”

*

Yingyan House

He Ying had another dream.

In the dream, Sang Yan was bitten by a snake, crying for him to save her.

He went to rescue her, navigating through a fog-laden forest until someone ambushed him and he accidentally fell off a cliff.

And there she was, in the river beneath the cliff.

As if she was drowning.

Yet still loudly calling his name, “He Ying, save me! Save me!”

He swam towards her like a madman.

“Ah Yan, Ah Yan, I am here, don’t be afraid, I am here—”

Finally, he reached her.

But she held a long sword, piercing his heart, “You are too late! He Ying, you’re too late! I don’t need you anymore! I hate you! Why didn’t you come to save me! Why!”

Her tears fell as the long sword dropped into the river, sinking to the bottom.

“Ah Yan!”

He watched as she was submerged by the blood-red river.

In the river dyed with blood, he searched for her silhouette, over and over, crying out until his voice broke, “Ah Yan! Ah Yan, come back!”

She didn’t return.

He had lost her forever…

“Ah Yan!”

He Ying woke from the nightmare.

His heart still seemed to bear the pain of the sword passing through.

“Someone, anyone—”

He clutched his heart, momentarily in such pain he could not breathe.

Pei Muyang heard the commotion and ran in, “Emperor, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

He Ying’s face was deathly pale, sweat the size of beans pouring from his forehead, “Call the Imperial Physician! Quickly, get the Imperial Physician!”

“Yes!”

Pei Muyang dashed out to call for help, “Quick, call the Imperial Physician! The Emperor has an emergency! Hurry!”