A person who was usually so arrogant, naive, and vicious.
Was now weak, soft, and cute.
Qi Chimu had long known that something was wrong with him.
Every time she revealed a suffering expression especially when she was crying he would find her to be particularly cute.
It was the sort of excited appraisal a man had towards a woman.
So cute that he wanted to… bully1 her.
It was a twisted and perverted kind of emotion.
Clearly, he hadn’t felt so in his last life.
Qi Chimu thought over it for a moment and felt that perhaps he was too obsessed with getting revenge on Bai Weiwei.
But at the same time, he could not remain indifferent to her beautiful appearance.
So after a long time, his state of mind had become twisted, so that when he saw her suffering, crying appearance, he couldn’t stop himself from feeling excited.
Qi Chimu pressed down his twisted thoughts.
He sat up, then reached out to lift her skirt.
Bai Weiwei shook, her expression changing drastically. “What do you want to do?”
Qi Chimu gave her an indifferent glance. “Whatever it is I want to do, can you still stop me?”
Perhaps Bai Weiwei was thinking of those people who had died tragically in the inn.
She immediately didn’t dare to make a sound.
Qi Chimu lifted her skirt, revealing her white calf, as exquisite as jade. He hesitated for a moment.
Then he continued up. Finally, he saw an unsightly bloodstain on her beautiful, round knees.
She had fallen on her knees. It was no wonder she couldn’t walk far.
Qi Chimu pursed his lips, his finger softly touching the wound.
Bai Weiwei’s entire body trembled. She was in great pain, but she didn’t make a sound.
He looked up at her and found that her expression was both shy and furious.
This fiery anger flickering in her pupils was beautiful and lively.
If other women had experienced those previous events, he guessed that they would have the desire to die.
Qi Chimu didn’t know whether he should admire her or not.
Perhaps having a vicious heart also had some merit. At least she didn’t collapse after seeing him cause those women to die.
Qi Chimu’s tone softened. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
Bai Weiwei didn’t speak, only hastily pulling her skirt back down.
He stood up and turned to leave.
But Bai Weiwei suddenly shouted, “Qi Chimu, without me, you can’t go back.”
Qi Chimu froze.
She said anxiously, “Don’t even think about abandoning me. If you go back alone, my family won’t let you off. Only if you protect me will nothing happen to you.”
Qi Chimu didn’t expect that she would think he would abandon her.
He didn’t explain himself, only saying, “Even if I protect you, you’ll only think of how to get me to die once we go back ba.”
Bai Weiwei grew even more afraid. She said somewhat weakly, “I won’t. If you let me go back alive, I’ll… I’ll protect you.”
She said this with particular unwillingness.
But it left an impact on Qi Chimu.
Protect him.
In both his lifetimes, he had never heard anyone say this to him.
Moreover, this sentence was said by Bai Weiwei, who continuously hurt him.
Qi Chimu felt it was laughable, but he didn’t know why he had a sour feeling in his heart.
She thought his silence was unwillingness.
Her eagerness changed her tone, bringing into it a weeping tremor.
She said, “I really can protect you. I won’t let anyone kill you, so take me home.”
Qi Chimu knew that Bai Weiwei was truly afraid.
Here, the sky and land were dark, and wild animals prowled.
Furthermore, no one knew whether the bandits would catch up.
Leaving her here was undoubtedly like leaving her to die.
In fact, for her to endure until now without holding him back, she was already very strong.
1: 弄: can also mean to toy or play around with. There’s also a colloquial meaning of causing someone to become pregnant, but given the setting is a more traditional/conservative ancient times period, he might not mean it in this particular way.↩
