Chapter 451: I’m Begging You
’This power... it’s gotten so weak...’
Yun Ji stared at his hands in disbelief. He stubbornly tried again and again, placing his hand on Qiao Xixi’s back each time.
Qiao Xixi felt like she was going to lose her mind. ’He’s not helping at all! Isn’t he just making things worse for me?!’
"You... Get out! Now!"
Fighting the discomfort in her body, Qiao Xixi turned and gave him a push. But the moment she did, she lost her balance and stumbled to the side.
"Shuishui."
Yun Ji had no choice but to stop. He reached out to steady her, but misjudged his strength and pulled her straight into his embrace.
The scent of a female in heat rapidly filled the room, enveloping Yun Ji completely.
An unbearable restlessness surged through his body as well.
"Holy Priest, what’s going on?" Sunxuan and the others had keen senses of smell. They had sensed something was amiss the moment they stepped out.
"Go to the Feather Palace at once. Find Qiao Xixi’s beastman mates and tell them she’s in heat."
A beastman soldier of the Wing Clan acknowledged the order. After receiving Sunxuan’s command, he quickly exited the inner hall, shifted into his beast form, and flew off into the sky.
"Holy Priest, please come out!"
By the time Sunxuan’s voice reached them, Qiao Xixi had already wound herself around Yun Ji like a vine.
Yun Ji’s breathing grew ragged.
His handsome face, usually as cool and aloof as a deity’s, was now flushed with an indescribable desire. Yet he maintained his restraint, one hand supporting her waist to keep her from falling, the other gripping her restless hand to stop her from fanning the flames on his body.
"Shuishui..." Yun Ji began, his voice raspy in a way she had never heard.
The last shred of Qiao Xixi’s reason was utterly incinerated by the low timbre of his voice.
She tore her hand free, clamped her legs around his firm, powerful waist, and surged up to kiss him.
"Shui— Mmph!"
Qiao Xixi’s kiss was urgent and domineering. It was hard to say who she’d learned it from. As if afraid Yun Ji might pull away, she clutched the back of his head, giving him no chance to evade her.
His light-colored pupils, like shattered starlight, were instantly set ablaze.
"Shui... Shui."
Qiao Xixi’s hand slid from the back of his head to his face. She cupped his cheeks with both hands, desperate for more.
"Shuishui... you... I’m Yun Ji..."
Yun Ji.
’Yun Ji!’
A sliver of clarity returned to Qiao Xixi’s clouded mind. She released her grip, lifting her head to gaze at the handsome face so close to hers. Those cool, proud features were now colored by mortal desire.
’Oh my god!’
’Qiao Xixi, what are you doing?!’
’Are you trying to get him killed?!’
Qiao Xixi pinched herself, hard. She pushed Yun Ji’s hands away and scrambled off him. Grabbing the animal-hide blanket from the bed, she wrapped it tightly around herself, instantly turning into a human caterpillar.
"Yun Ji, you need to get out." ’I’m begging you!’
The way she had recognized him and immediately, unhesitatingly, pulled away stung Yun Ji deeply.
He stared at her blankly, a painful feeling clawing at his heart.
He didn’t know why he felt this way. He just felt incredibly sad, and a little angry.
It made him ask a question he never imagined he would.
"Shuishui, don’t you like me?"
Qiao Xixi’s eyes were squeezed shut, her mind filled with forbidden images. She wasn’t paying any attention to what he was saying.
"I’m fine. Just get out."
To Yun Ji, her answer sounded like a rejection.
Yun Ji’s heart ached even more. ’But... we’ve been together for so, so long. But... Shuishui is always so happy to see me. Why wouldn’t she like me?’
"Shuishui."
Unwilling to give up, Yun Ji stepped forward, reaching for the animal-hide blanket covering Qiao Xixi. But just as he got close, the door behind him was kicked open with a loud BANG.
A panting Feiyan burst into the room.
"Xixi."
Qiao Xixi heard the urgent cry at once.
She quickly poked her head out of the animal-hide blanket. The moment she saw Feiyan, she nearly burst into tears.
"Feiyan, hold..."
Feiyan saw her flushed face and her beautiful, utterly helpless eyes. How could he possibly resist? In two strides, he was there, lifting her out of the animal-hide blanket.
The moment Feiyan gathered her into his arms, Qiao Xixi felt an immense sense of relief.
Yun Ji stood to the side, watching her cling to Feiyan with such obvious dependence. The claws in his heart dug in even deeper.
’But this was the Shuishui who had promised to stay with him forever. Why did she change after becoming a beastman...?’
’He didn’t even have the right to hold her freely!’
Without even a glance at Yun Ji, Feiyan carried Qiao Xixi straight out of the room.
Jin Ling and the others had arrived as well. Their expressions darkened when they caught the scent of Qiao Xixi in heat.
Qiao Yi’s blue eyes turned dangerously dark. He strode into the room, his gaze a sharp accusation as he scrutinized Yun Ji.
"Holy Priest, what’s going on? Why would Xixi suddenly go into heat?"
Yun Ji reined in his thoughts and looked toward the wardrobe.
"There’s something wrong over there."
After carrying Qiao Xixi out, Feiyan headed straight for the Feather Palace.
Jin Ling motioned for Xijing and Sangze to follow Feiyan, while he and Sunxiao remained behind to investigate.
Qiao Xixi leaned against Feiyan’s chest. Once outside, the cold wind on her face cleared her head slightly.
"Feiyan... I feel awful."
Qiao Xixi clung to him, unable to stop herself from nuzzling against his neck.
How could Feiyan possibly withstand this? Her scent had already provoked a powerful reaction in his body; now, he felt as if he wanted to melt into her very blood and bone.
"Xixi, just hold on a little longer. We’re almost there."
For once, Sangze and the others didn’t argue with Feiyan. Who got to be with Qiao Xixi was less important than quickly alleviating her suffering.
So, when they returned to the Feather Palace and Feiyan carried Qiao Xixi inside, the others simply stood guard outside the door.
The moment the door closed, Feiyan tightened his arm, lifting her higher to kiss her rosy lips.
Qiao Xixi wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, eagerly deepening the kiss.
Feiyan responded with equal passion. He carried her to the bed and gently laid her down upon it.
"Xixi..."
Her animal-hide clothes slipped away, and Qiao Xixi was soon lost to his fierce assault.
Sangze and Xijing stood guard outside, listening to the sounds from within. Neither of them looked pleased.
Sangze sneered. "I’m going in next."
Xijing gave a nonchalant laugh. "Fine. It won’t be long, anyway."
Sangze’s dark eyes narrowed. "That fox really doesn’t last long."
Qiao Xixi was on her stomach, clutching the covers tightly. Her long hair swayed in captivating arcs with every movement.
Feiyan’s hands rested on her slender waist. Like a devout worshipper, he trailed a string of delicate kisses across her skin.
Suddenly, Qiao Xixi’s body tensed, and she subconsciously gripped the covers tighter.
A low growl rumbled in Feiyan’s throat. As he glanced down, however, he saw a strange pattern appearing on her lower back. With his every movement, more of the design became visible.
He had never seen this pattern on Qiao Xixi before.
"Xixi, what is this?"