Chapter 2269: The Miao Border Youth Fiercely Loves 32

The night was deep and the dew heavy; the oil lamp in Spirit Grass Hall was still lit.

Nan Yixing sat before the desk, his silver bracelet glinting coldly in the lamp light.

The door hinge whispered as Jin Chen came from behind, carrying the dampness of night dew, his chin resting on his shoulder: "Brother, aren't you sleeping yet?"

Warm lips pressed against the side of his neck, warm breath brushing past his ear.

Nan Yixing went limp at the waist from the kiss, then turned sideways, his fingertips brushing the other's cheek.

Jin Chen's motion paused, his violet eyes reflecting the silver bracelet in his hand: "How did you take this off?"

Nan Yixing gently brushed aside the stray hairs before Jin Chen's eyes with his fingertips: "Song Xi said some things to me today."

Jin Chen frowned, puzzled: "Who is Song Xi?"

Nan Yixing: "……"

The emotions that had been brewing for a long time eased a little; he said helplessly: "The foreign man A Sha brought into Thousand Screen Mountain Stronghold."

"Oh, what does he want from you?" Jin Chen blinked, still waiting for Nan Yixing's answer, when he suddenly sensed something.

Jin Chen suddenly grabbed his chin, clearly displeased.

"He won't tell you, but I gave you the silver bracelet to plant a gu, right?"

The oil lamp sputtered a spark, reflecting the bloodshot veins in Nan Yixing's eyes; he offered no reply.

Seeing Nan Yixing's expression, Jin Chen's gaze shifted; he suddenly shoved him toward the medicine cabinet, bottles and jars clattering.

"You don't trust me." He looked utterly furious.

Nan Yixing groaned in pain, his silver bracelet clattering to the floor.

He was somewhat taken aback, not understanding why Jin Chen had gotten angry first; his doubts could only be suppressed for now.

"I don't distrust you; I just wanted to ask, what was that pill you fed me that day for……"

Before his words faded, the blurred syllables vanished into Jin Chen's lips and teeth as they covered his.

Nan Yixing was pressed against the medicine cabinet and kissed; his back ached from the hard surface, he frowned slightly, but did not push Jin Chen away, merely letting him vent his dissatisfaction.

Jin Chen released his bite, his tongue lightly tracing the spot he had just bitten; his brows and eyes lowered in a sinister cast, his tone low, dangerous, and fierce.

"You trust others, not me; explain yourself."

Nan Yixing narrowed his eyes, his gaze dark as he looked at Jin Chen, not letting himself be led astray: "Answer me first—what is that medicine for?"

"To dispel the gu." Jin Chen's tender eyes fixed on him: "I told you when I gave you the medicine."

"The miasma outside Thousand Screen Mountain Stronghold is gu poison; everyone who passed through it became infected."

Nan Yixing startled: "Then why did you only give me the gu antidote?"

"Anyway, you wouldn't notice, and you have to go through it again when leaving; by convention, it's given after departure."

Nan Yixing: "……"

Jin Chen hooked his chin: "I feel terrible—how did you come to suspect I gave you a love gu?"

His excessive sharpness made Nan Yixing's heart flutter at this moment; he clutched Jin Chen's head somewhat flustered: "No, I didn't suspect you of planting a love gu in me; I just wanted to be clear."

Jin Chen didn't respond, lightly pecking Nan Yixing's ear.

"Now it's my turn not to believe you."

Jin Chen pressed Nan Yixing, whispering to him the events that had happened in the ancestral hall's secrets, omitting only the part about subduing the Gu King.

The more he listened, the tighter Nan Yixing's heart grew, his long lashes trembling fiercely.

Afterward, Jin Chen suddenly released Nan Yixing's hand, letting out a soft hum.

"Forget it, telling you is useless." Jin Chen sighed, his sorrowful look making one's heart itch.

Nan Yixing's breathing grew ragged; the scattered glints in his narrow eyes seemed as if shattered across the ground.

He regretted raising that question with Jin Chen tonight; as he wrapped his arms around the neck, only one thought remained: to apologize, to kiss this youth properly.

But in the blink of an eye, his arms were bound by a silver bell chain, unable to move.

Nan Yixing rarely showed a hint of bewilderment.

"Jin Chen, what are you doing?"

Jin Chen smoothed his scattered collar, his palm covering the heart: "Brother, your heartbeat is all over the place."

"Jin Chen…" Nan Yixing groaned, forced to tilt his head back; compared to Jin Chen's usual deep kiss, this teasing made his whole body go numb, his fingertips trembling faintly, yet he could summon no strength.

Jin Chen buried his face in Nan Yixing's neck, his warm lips landing on the rolling throat, murmuring indistinctly: "You doubt me; why not let me make the accusation real?"

"…Do whatever you want, I'll go along… let me go… okay?"

"No." Jin Chen bit into Nan Yixing's collarbone, clearly hearing the person beneath him draw another breath.

"Brother, I want to lock you up."

Jin Chen tapped his chest: "Then, as you wished, I'll give you the gu."

Nan Yixing's pupils trembled slightly; his lower lip, chafed, was flushed red.

Even without the gu, Nan Yixing thought, Jin Chen's stimulation of him was already more intense than poison.

This drunken surge of feeling seemed endless.

{Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 82! }

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Light and shadow flickered.

Nan Yixing awoke in the Holy Son Pavilion.

He was already very familiar with this place; last night's disturbance had been excessive, fatigue burying itself in the blankets, when he suddenly heard a faint ticking resetting to zero, startled, he followed the sound to look at his own ankle.

An extremely fine gold chain was wound around it, glimmering with an eerie dark sheen in the dim morning light.

The chain was light, yet unbreakable; with his slightest movement it emitted a barely audible metallic clink.

He instinctively twitched his ankle, and the chain tightened a notch, biting into his skin—not painful, but enough to make him aware of his predicament.

Nan Yi Xing pressed his lips, and a complex surge of emotion welled up in his heart.

Guilt, regret, and a hint of inexpressible secret desire.

He clearly ought to be angry, but facing Jin Chen, he couldn't muster even a hint of anger.

The sound of the door being pushed open was faint, but Nan Yi Xing still keenly caught it.

He looked up and saw Jin Chen leaning against the door frame, his red Miao attire loosely draped over his body, the collar wide open, revealing a large expanse of pale skin and the bite marks on his collarbone that had not yet faded—marks Nan Yi Xing had left in his frantic state the previous night.

Jin Chen's lips held a curved arc, the corners of his eyes slightly lifted, exuding a hint of languid, demonic charm, like a wandering spirit in the night—dangerous yet alluring.

He walked over slowly, the silver ornament at his waist swaying lightly with his steps, emitting a delicate sound.

Nan Yi Xing unconsciously held his breath until Jin Chen sat down on the bedside and reached out to grasp his ankle.

"Older brother, does this look good?"

Jin Chen's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of nonchalance, yet his fingertips lightly rubbed the ankle wrapped in the gold chain.

Nan Yi Xing's complexion was naturally fair, now made even more lustrous by the fine gold chain, like premium mutton-fat jade maliciously wrapped in gold thread—both fragile and gorgeous.

Nan Yi Xing's Adam's apple bobbed; he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

He had indeed misunderstood Jin Chen; now being treated this way, he could not refute.

Even so, he did not like being bound like this, like a tamed prey with no room to struggle.

"I don't like it… undo it." He spoke in a low voice, his tone somewhat hoarse.

Jin Chen chuckled lightly, "I won't."

His fingertips slid up from the ankle, the pads lightly grazing the inner calf, eliciting a faint tremor.

"I said I would lock up older brother." Jin Chen said leisurely, though his eyes held a hint of danger.

Nan Yi Xing's eyelashes fluttered; he lifted his gaze to him, his eyes revealing unhidden desire and acquiescence.

He truly disliked being restrained, but if this was what Jin Chen gave… perhaps it was not unacceptable.

"Forget it… do as you wish." He said in a hoarse voice.

Anyway, there's still half a month left.

If this could secure Jin Chen's and his departure, it wouldn't be impossible.