SCWP Chapter 36

Farce

Lin Qichi dismissed the servants early and pasted talismans in every corner of the room. Because his own eyes couldn’t look at the talismans for too long, he wrote directly with cinnabar brushes near the bed.

The night grew quiet. Lin Qichi took a highly poisonous substance with a false-death effect. The poison would take a quarter of an hour to take effect, and due to the poison’s properties, it could counteract all kinds of anesthetics.

After arranging everything, Lin Qichi held the antidote in his mouth, lay flat on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and allowed himself to fall completely asleep.

Although he didn’t know who the lecherous rogue was, anyone who could evade the Wen Ren family’s many experts must be an extraordinary individual. He could only take a gamble and catch him off guard.

Lin Qichi was awakened by wave after wave of heat. The outer shell of the antidote in his mouth had already dissolved, and his throat was painfully scratched by the medicine.

It felt like someone had dropped a whole block of ice on him, heavy and cold. The antidote, beginning to take effect, was stuck in his throat, neither up nor down—everything was a mess.

He couldn’t help but want to open his eyes to see who was on top of him.

“Don’t you want your eyes anymore?” It was Meng Yu, no, Qi Feiyu’s voice. “Heh, you actually woke up.”

Something cool and light slowly traced his throat, which eased some of the heat brought on by the antidote.

A strip of something was placed over his eyes; it felt soft and fluffy, and his body felt soft and fluffy too. Did he have a high fever?

Why was the medicine taking so long to take effect?

“You’re really ruthless to yourself,” Qi Feiyu’s cold hand slowly moved down from his throat. “Aren’t you afraid the antidote will decompose too slowly and rot your intestines?”

Lin Qichi wanted to push his hand away, but the antidote hadn’t completely taken effect, so he could only remain in a just-awakened state. As he said, any later, and the poison would pierce through his intestines.

He had thought that he might lure out Meng Yu, who had been hiding from him, with this risky move, but he didn’t expect it to be the second personality.

Qi Feiyu’s hand slowly stopped on Lin Qichi’s stomach. There wasn’t much meat there; no matter how much he worked out, he couldn’t build any muscle. It was very soft, completely different from its owner.

Qi Feiyu guided the Yin energy he had planted in Lin Qichi’s body to slowly wander, bit by bit leading the residual poison upwards.

The antidote took effect quickly, possibly because of the large block of ice pressing on him, which slowed down the process a bit.

The cold fingertips traced from his abdomen to his throat, and Lin Qichi suddenly opened his eyes. Through the gauze over his eyes, he saw the true form of the large block of ice.

It was still the same as when he saw him at the Scrapyard. Yin energy ran rampant between the bed curtains.

No wonder he asked if he didn’t want his eyes anymore. Lin Qichi glanced around roughly; there wasn’t much damage in the room, so he closed his eyes again in relief.

Qi Feiyu chuckled softly, poking his eye with his fingertip and knowingly asking, “Why don’t you keep looking?”

What a joke. With such heavy Yin energy, he wouldn’t stop and contain it even though he knew it would damage his eyes.

Lin Qichi ignored him, wanting to argue a few words, but his throbbing throat immediately raised the banner of rebellion.

His body was still unbearably hot, and he didn’t know where the heat source was. At first, he guessed it was a side effect of the poison, but now that his strength was gradually returning, yet he was still unbearably hot, he ruled out that option.

“Very hot?” The weight of the ice block on him increased again, combining with the effect of almost suffocating him just now. It was still the effect of restraining his strength.

Lin Qichi began to resent his own body. He hadn’t laid a good foundation when he was young, and no matter how much he worked out now, he was still lacking that little bit of strength.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so close to fainting from mere “ghost oppression” right now.

But whatever he said about it, the effect of the ice block on him was significant, and the unknown heat was suppressed a bit.

With the heat reduced, Lin Qichi clearly remembered that he had his eyes closed, but it was like he could see a human figure. His retinas were blurry, as if his naked eyes had evolved to have thermal imaging.

Lin Qichi shook his head to throw the scene out of his mind and realized that this was the poison taking effect.

With a heavy ice block on him, Lin Qichi slowly reached out, groping for Qi Feiyu’s waist, and with a forceful movement, switched their positions.

“Baby, so proactive?” Qi Feiyu lay beneath him in surprise, not thinking about forcibly switching back.

“You’re too heavy.” Lin Qichi’s throat still hurt, so he couldn’t say too much at once. The correction of Qi Feiyu’s form of address, in light of the circumstances, seemed dispensable.

Qi Feiyu was silent for a long time before slowly saying, “Do you think you’re very light?”

Lin Qichi always felt dizzy and lightheaded after that movement. Qi Feiyu seemed to be muttering something, but when he listened more carefully for the specific content, he couldn’t make it out.

Qi Feiyu saw Lin Qichi sitting on his waist, looking blank, and really thought he was contemplating self-deprecation. He tried to keep his tone normal but couldn’t hide the urgency as he added, “Okay, I have to admit, you are indeed very light.”

Lin Qichi understood the last sentence.

He was saying he was light? What did that mean? Was he mocking him for not being manly enough?

Lin Qichi’s mind was still foggy from the fever, but the action of throwing a punch came out first. Qi Feiyu, considering certain things, didn’t dare dodge and prepared to take the punch head-on.

Lin Qichi’s eyes were still closed, and the menacing punch missed as expected.

During the movement, Lin Qichi also felt a hot object against his waist, like a small fireball.

He lowered his head in confusion to “stare” at his waist and vaguely remembered that he seemed to have a jade pendant hanging there.

Lin Qichi grabbed the jade pendant and threw it at Qi Feiyu. Without looking, he could feel the jade pendant smoking.

“Why are you throwing things around like a child when you get angry?” Qi Feiyu wasn’t annoyed; in fact, he didn’t dare to be annoyed, since he was the one who had done it after all.

With the heat source gone, the effect of the ice block became even more pronounced.

Lin Qichi’s head was groggy, and he didn’t know if it was because of the medicine or the heavy Yin energy around him.

Qi Feiyu, who had arranged everything himself, naturally knew the changes in Lin Qichi’s body best. He pulled down the person sitting upright, and with his cool, soft lips as a guide, the last bit of Yin energy mixed with poison in Lin Qichi’s throat slowly moved upward.

Lin Qichi only felt that Qi Feiyu’s Yin energy was bone-chilling, especially where it touched his Adam’s apple, as if the cold had penetrated into his bones, but it was unusually soft.

The Yin energy was led to the final part, and the icy coldness stuck to those two moist, hot petals, rampaging in and out recklessly, forcing the original inhabitants to retreat. The foreign force was domineering and strong, not allowing them to retreat any further, forcing them to continue fighting it reluctantly.

“Enough,” Lin Qichi said, pushing him away with effort, now much more awake.

“Not continuing?” Qi Feiyu’s voice was lazy and drawn-out, casually raising Lin Qichi’s chin, acting like a perfect rogue.

Lin Qichi limply turned over and lay on his side. The bed must be filled with Yin energy; what should have been a warm, comfortable place had become chilling.

Although both were detrimental to his body, at least it would be better to be in contact with the Yin energy than with Qi Feiyu directly; the damage to his body would be faster.

Qi Feiyu turned Lin Qichi over, so they were facing each other.

“Open your eyes.”

Lin Qichi looked up at him as he said, and the gauze covering his eyes had long fallen off. The scene before him was clearly visible.

Qi Feiyu leaned against the headboard, propping his head up with one hand. His large red robe was still open, and his long hair was scattered inside with his movements. Apart from that, he wore nothing else, generously displaying his strong, toned body. A strand of dark blue hair fell down, conforming to the curves of his body.

Lin Qichi scrutinized him expressionlessly, tilting his head. He must still be asleep.

The surrounding Yin energy grew stronger and stronger. Lin Qichi couldn’t help but want to close his eyes, but Qi Feiyu stubbornly held them open with his fingers.

“What’s wrong with you?” Lin Qichi’s voice had just recovered a bit, so he didn’t dare be too loud; his tone was soft and lacked any threat.

“Still kissing?” Qi Feiyu suddenly moved extremely close, his expression serious. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was some kind of gentleman.

But those who knew would only curse him as a libertine.

Lin Qichi hesitated for a moment, then decided to follow his heart, “One more little peck.”

Qi Feiyu lightly touched his lips and said, “A good morning kiss.”

“Mm.”

Lin Qichi felt that this Yin energy was becoming increasingly hypnotic.

Qi Feiyu’s scarlet eyes watched him intently, his gaze filled with cold evaluation and consideration.

Before he could consider for long, he suddenly softened and scooped up the curled-up Lin Qichi into his arms. He severed a strand of long hair with his sharp nails and used the newly cut cord to tie the jade pendant that had rolled to the edge back around Lin Qichi’s waist, close to his body.

Qi Feiyu was finally satisfied. He gave one last kiss to that warm forehead and disappeared, along with the full room of Yin energy.

Lin Qichi was awakened by 041’s alarm, and his mind was still dizzy for the first second, but he instantly woke up in the next.

“Host, host, this is 041, are you still alive?”

“041, 041, this is your host, still alive, alive, over.”

Lin Qichi had a premonition that 041 might appear. The plotline had already deviated beyond all bounds. He had ensured the female lead’s safety, but whether the other employee had done his job was unknown.

“Host, you almost died just now, you scared me to death.” It was impossible to tell from 041’s mechanical voice if it was really scared to death. What it said, however, was quite frightening.

“What happened to me?” Lin Qichi pushed himself up from the bed in confusion, every part of his body aching. He vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have thrown a large block of ice and put it on him last night.

Later, later…

Lin Qichi stopped rubbing his shoulder, his face horribly dark. Could it be a fever caused by the remaining effects of the poison?

What 041 said confirmed this.

“Host, I suddenly received a significant fluctuation in your soul power. Detection revealed… it should be the invasion of Yin energy, plus the poison, that damaged the body. It’s incompatible with the soul power you originally projected into the small world, and there was a rejection phenomenon.”

“Are you saying that I’m going to burn myself to death with a fever?”