The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 122 - Unlucky
Chapter 122 -122 Unlucky
“No! Can’t eat it! It has chicks! How could you eat it?”
Her untimely kindness had surfaced.
Seeing this, Jiang Ke couldn’t help but scoff, “Ah Yan, you can’t even save yourself, yet you still have the time to worry about these chicks?”
Sang Yan snatched the bird’s nest, her gaze firm: “Either way, we can’t eat them.”
Jiang Ke didn’t want to argue with her over such a trivial matter, so he indulged her, “Alright, let’s not eat them.”
He put the nest back, lit a fire, and told her to stay put while he went to hunt for wild rabbits.
Sang Yan was somewhat afraid, “What if there are wolves?”
The wolves had watched them for most of the previous night and only left when daylight broke.
She was really scared.
Jiang Ke said, “Wolves are afraid of fire, they won’t come near.”
Sang Yan shook her head, “But what if they dare to come? Wolves are very smart. You can’t leave. You can’t ignore me.”
Jiang Ke teased her, “Weren’t you not afraid of death?”
Sang Yan replied, “I’m not afraid of death, but that doesn’t mean I want to be bitten by wolves and become their food.”
Thinking about that way of dying, Jiang Ke realized it was indeed an undesirable fate, so he took her to catch wild rabbits instead.
In the evening, the wild rabbits were out foraging.
They were easy to catch.
Soon, Jiang Ke had caught a wild rabbit that was both plump and large.
While killing the rabbit, Jiang Ke teased her, “Can’t eat little birds but can eat wild rabbits? Don’t you think the wild rabbits are more pitiful than those unborn chicks?”
Sang Yan replied curtly, “It’s pitiful, but there’s no way out. It’s the law of the jungle, it’s their bad luck to encounter you.”
Just like her, it was her bad luck to have caught his eye.
Jiang Ke thought similarly, “Meeting me is also your bad luck.”
Sang Yan sighed, “Maybe one day, you’ll realize that meeting me is your misfortune too.”
After all, she was fated to bring doom to her husbands.
Now, Jiang Ke was treading a path that led to his doom, influenced by her.
“Sigh~ sigh~”
She sighed repeatedly.
Jiang Ke laughed, “Stop sighing. Sighing ages you faster.”
Sang Yan snorted, “It’s better if I age faster.”
Would there be fewer troubles if her original appearance had been uglier? Would she still be in Du Zhongyi Mansion mourning for Jiang Ling, spending her days just eating and sleeping?
“If you want to age faster…”
Jiang Ke, from across the fire, looked at her, “If we share the hardships like snowing, our lives will be intertwined till our hairs turn white.”
Sang Yan still sighed, “Ah, Jiang Ke, the way you behave, it’s uncertain if you can live to see your hair turn white.”
“Then let’s not talk about it.”
Jiang Ke finished roasting the rabbit meat and tore off a rabbit leg for her, “Eat. As long as you’re by my side, I won’t think about the future.”
Sang Yan: “…”
He was still beyond saving.
She bit ferociously into the rabbit meat.
She felt like biting Jiang Ke as if he were the rabbit meat.
Jiang Ke was graceful, slicing small pieces of rabbit meat with a dagger, while saying, “Ah Yan, don’t you think this is also a life experience? Absolute silence, just you and me.”
“Smack.”
A mosquito landed on Jiang Ke’s face.
Sang Yan struck his face with a slap.
The pain and anger surged through Jiang Ke, “Sang Yan!”
The main thing was the anger.
Because Sang Yan had slapped his face.
Sang Yan knew men valued their faces most and immediately raised her hand, “Look! Such a big mosquito! It was all your blood it sucked!”
Indeed, a clump of mosquito blood was in her palm.
“I’m showing concern for you! Mosquitoes can spread diseases! This is not the time for you to fall ill!”
She was making an argument.
Jiang Ke could see through her, knowing she used the mosquito as an excuse to hit his face.
Yet he couldn’t really say anything.
“Thank you for your concern.”
He gritted his teeth, threatening her playfully, “But if you really care for me, give me a kiss. I hear saliva can disinfect. I don’t mind.”
Sang Yan: “…”
She despised him!
Seeing his face coming close, she quickly stretched her hand to hold his face, only then noticing the stubble, slightly prickly to touch.
“You’ve gotten rough.”
Looking at him, she suddenly remembered that beautiful young man in brocade and jade, who had adorned his beauty only a short while ago. How had he transformed into this worn and despondent figure?
Love has always tormented people through the ages.
It was the first time she took Jiang Ke’s feelings seriously.
“Jiang Ke, I’m sorry.”
She thought about how, back at Long Chan Temple, she should have met with him.
It’s better to dredge than to block.
Perhaps, had they met that day, he would have been able to let go and none of today’s events would have happened.
Jiang Ke didn’t understand, “Sorry for what?”
Sang Yan said truthfully, “At Long Chan Temple, I should have met with you.”
Jiang Ke paused, then spoke softly, “Back then, I hated you. Do you believe that? I really just wanted to see you again, to thank you in person, but you avoided me. Since we’ve met, we’ve never had a proper conversation.”
He knew she had been in the palace for a long time and probably grew feelings for the Emperor; it wasn’t logical, he couldn’t compete.
Thus, he took her away, from the deep mountains.
He wanted her to depend solely on him, with eyes for him alone.
“Sang Yan, you will fall in love with me. As long as I’m with you long enough.”
He stubbornly believed this.
Upon hearing this, Sang Yan’s slight remorse was instantly shattered.
She was too soft-hearted, thinking that an honest conversation could unlock his heart.
She was naive.
The rabbit meat was almost finished.
She threw away the bones, wiped her greasy hands on his clothes, and lay down to sleep.
“Have you eaten enough?”
“Your nonsense has fed me enough.”
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She was truly furious.
Instead of living a comfortable life, why choose to endure hardship?
“Spread your coat here.”
She found the grass dirty.
Obediently, Jiang Ke did as instructed.
Sang Yan lay on his clothes, still uneasy inside, worried about bugs.
Not just bugs, but mosquitoes too.
Buzzing around her, noisy to death.
Jiang Ke saw this, reached out to fan away the mosquitoes, and gently said, “Go to sleep.”
Sang Yan then fell asleep.
She should rightfully enjoy his services.
Waking up later and seeing him still fanning her, guessing he must have been doing it for two hours, it moved her.
Jiang Ke was a kidnapper; in the modern world, that would mean at least ten years minimum.
But this was ancient times.
And he was still so gentle.
She felt that if this continued, she would develop Stockholm Syndrome.
“Sigh.”
She sighed again.
His gentleness sparked a flicker of hope within her.
“Jiang Ke, I know you’re a good person. You do these things because you can’t help yourself, but the world isn’t just about love, there are many things more important than love.”
“Like what?”
He kept fanning the bugs away, his tone casual.
Sang Yan, trying to keep her temper, said, “Responsibility? Ideals? Power? Honor? Aren’t these things more important than a woman?”
“If you think so, you should also realize how important you are in my heart.”
“You say I am a good person, I know you’re even better. Ah Yan, you’re so good, why not fulfill my wish?”
He had emotionally manipulated her.
Sang Yan saw clearly now, this Jiang Ke, in the modern world, would undoubtedly be a master at anti-pick-up artistry!
“You, you—”
“Don’t move! There’s a snake!”
Jiang Ke suddenly pulled her into his arms, his words frightening Sang Yan into stillness.
“Where is it? Get it away!”
She shivered in his arms, her eyes shut then opening uncontrollably as her peripheral vision darted around, “Jiang Ke, you’re lying to me, aren’t you?”
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