I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 63

“Will you eat it yourself, or shall I feed you?” Wanqi Yanjing asked.

Jiang Yiqing tried to run, but Wanqi Yanjing grabbed her skirt and pulled her back. Although the fabric was exceptionally flexible, it still let out a sharp rip in Wanqi Yanjing’s hands, tearing apart as Jiang Yiqing fell into her arms, disheveled.

“You are still injured, and besides, this entire place is my territory. Where exactly do you plan on running to?” Wanqi Yanjing said. “I have played enough games with you. Can you please be a little smarter?”

Jiang Yiqing stared at her blankly, thinking this woman was far too much. Why was she so beautiful yet so cruel? No one had ever spoken to her like this before; she wasn’t used to it at all. She thought she could be smarter and recognize reality, but she seemed unable to do so. She wondered why that was.

“Wouldn’t everything be fine if you just behaved? Even if you hate me, you still have to pass this hurdle. Do you know why you are still alive?”

“Why?” Jiang Yiqing asked her.

Wanqi Yanjing looked at her face, feeling a sense of familiarity as if from a dream of a past life. It was as if this person was laughing brightly while catching butterflies in a garden, while she watched from behind with a smile. This was a gentle dream Wanqi Yanjing had never dared to imagine, which was why her heart suddenly softened the moment she saw this face.

—For her, this was extremely rare, and in critical moments, it could be fatal.

Wanqi Yanjing did not like the existence of anything that made her lose control, so she intentionally used sharp words to test the other’s attitude.

She used her slender fingers to stroke her cheek bit by bit, tracing her brows and eyes, feeling the tenderness to the touch. Finally, she placed her finger on her lips, gently rubbing the faint philtrum.

“It is because of this face of yours that you were saved. Now, it is time for you to contribute your value, do you understand?”

Jiang Yiqing instinctively wanted to bite her finger, but this time Wanqi Yanjing did not let her. She quickly withdrew her finger and, as if controlling a sharp-toothed kitten, she gripped Jiang Yiqing’s jaw with one hand while the other moved to open the porcelain bottle.

Jiang Yiqing raised her hands in surrender and said, “I will attend to the bed; there is no need for the medicine.”

Faced with her sudden docility, Wanqi Yanjing felt she was being devious and asked, “How did you suddenly see reason?”

“You’ve already made it so clear. What is there left not to understand?” Jiang Yiqing said. “Thinking carefully, it’s actually quite worth it. I get to live, and I can just ‘lie flat’ and relax in the palace.”

Her eyes were glaring as if they were on fire, and saying those words made Wanqi Yanjing find it quite amusing. Consequently, she didn’t touch the porcelain bottle. Instead, she took the sash from Jiang Yiqing’s clothes and began to bind her hands.

“Are you crazy? I already said I wouldn’t resist.”

“…Please forgive me; just consider it as humoring my eccentric hobby.”

“…Holy crap, I really have encountered a pervert!” Jiang Yiqing had intended to resign herself to fate, but Wanqi Yanjing’s action made her feel as vivid and panicked as a rabbit waiting for slaughter again.

Wanqi Yanjing bound her hands to the phoenix pillar at the head of the bed. Beneath the red silk, the sensation of that graceful body suddenly resurfaced in her mind, and she began to stroke her physique as if possessed.

At first, Jiang Yiqing felt humiliated, but as she was being caressed, she actually felt comfortable. Upon realizing this, she wished she could knock herself unconscious. Why did she feel like this even without the medicine? Was it because the scenario was too compromising? Was it because no one had ever made things difficult for her before, and now, being controlled, it stirred a hidden desire deep within her heart?

Thinking this, she couldn’t help but start sobbing. For a moment, she didn’t know if it was because it felt too good or because it was too humiliating.

“What are you crying for?”

Because her voice was so delicate and pitiful, Wanqi Yanjing didn’t seem to think she was feeling good, but rather that she was very sad.

“…Can I not even cry?” Jiang Yiqing said. “Then you might as well just cover my mouth.”

“…” Wanqi Yanjing’s gaze toward her was filled with a strange kind of sympathy. “It seems that being with me truly makes you feel miserable.”

“…” Jiang Yiqing stared at her blankly. For some reason, at that moment, she felt that Wanqi Yanjing looked even sadder than she did.

“But you still have to endure it. I promise you, just for tonight…” Wanqi Yanjing said. “I snatched you back; I want to leave a mark on you that belongs solely to me.”

Jiang Yiqing felt her soul trembling, and her body produced an uncontrollable surge of pleasure at those words. She bit her lip, trying her best to control herself so as not to make any charming sounds, which made her whole body shake like a sieve, as if she were suffering a great injustice.

Wanqi Yanjing looked into her eyes, but she kept avoiding her gaze. This made Wanqi Yanjing feel like a shameful aggressor—though that was indeed the case, she didn’t want to admit it. She only wanted to enjoy this moment.

Having finished the verbal “guidance,” she felt she didn’t owe the other party anything; this was a fair trade. So, she took off her own sash once more and used it to blindfold Jiang Yiqing.

“What are you doing? Why more binding?” Jiang Yiqing asked in surprise, suddenly losing her sight.

“Because it’s not perverted enough yet. I don’t want to see emotions like pain or loathing in your eyes. If you understand, then be good. Try not to talk back, or else I don’t know what I might do.”

Jiang Yiqing could sense that she was revealing a vulnerability that ordinary people rarely experienced. Actually, she had thought about just letting her mouth be blocked, but that would be true humiliation. Being able to speak made her feel like she was still a free person.

“…”

“And this way, I can’t help but kiss you.” After saying that, Wanqi Yanjing pressed her lips against the red lips she had been longing for.

Jiang Yiqing let out a muffled “umph,” and now she truly couldn’t speak. On the surface, she was a cold Empress, but her style in bed was completely different. Jiang Yiqing felt as if she were a beast letting its desires run wild.

She kept kissing her. Due to the lack of breath, Jiang Yiqing could no longer hide her voice, often gasping for air out of rhythm.

Hearing those sounds, Wanqi Yanjing became even more excited. She finally discovered a surprising fact: “It seems you don’t hate me as much as I imagined.”

“Being kissed like this, it’s hard not to… I mean, I still hate you,” Jiang Yiqing said stubbornly.

She already had a good impression of her to begin with, and plus, she wasn’t bad at what she was doing; not enjoying it would be just making things hard for herself. As a modern person, her thoughts were already quite open, but encountering an even more open Wanqi Yanjing could only be described as a bit much to take.

What was their relationship? Perhaps it was more of a purely physical one.

“It’s fine. This is enough. If your body and your fingers react to me, I will consider it as you accepting me,” Wanqi Yanjing laughed softly.

…

She kept calling her name passionately in Jiang Yiqing’s ear, saying—Yiqing, my Yiqing.

Having lost her sight, Jiang Yiqing felt her breath, her movements, and her everything with absolute clarity. It was as if she could only survive by leaning on her, and she would lead her to experience unfamiliar pleasures.

She was so intimate that it was as if they were truly lovers. The physical illusion brought about a psychological one; Jiang Yiqing also fell into the role, feeling as if they were true lovers.

At that moment, both body and mind reached a dual peak. An unprecedented sense of satisfaction left Jiang Yiqing’s racing heart unable to settle for a long time.

When Jiang Yiqing opened her eyes again, the light had returned to her vision.

She had once imagined under what circumstances she would be with someone, but she had never imagined it would be in this way.

However, she had to admit, she felt [pleasure].

Wanqi Yanjing was perfect, except for the fact that they weren’t sincere lovers. But last night, she felt as if she had been held by a true lover.

“Holy cow, I couldn’t be a Stockholm Syndrome patient, could I?” Jiang Yiqing shook her head, trying to dismiss such unrealistic thoughts. “But then again, there’s nothing to regret. I’ll just consider my first love as having dated a ‘scumbag top.’ Life is long; is it possible I won’t find anyone else?”

“Your Ladyship, everyone says His Majesty is in a very good mood today. It seems emotional nourishment is indeed necessary,” Qiu Yu said as she walked in.

“What emotional nourishment? I think she just needs to take in a few more female consorts to spend her days and nights in song and debauchery. The title of tyrant suits her perfectly!” Jiang Yiqing muttered quietly, making sure no one heard her this time.

“Our Ladyship has worked hard,” Qiu Xue said. “We shall have the bath prepared immediately, or does Your Ladyship wish to eat first?”

“I’ll eat a little something, but let’s bathe first,” Jiang Yiqing said.

Aside from having to attend to the bed, life as a concubine was quite pleasant. It was completely a life of having food and clothes brought to her—much more “lying flat” than in modern times.

“Wow, His Majesty really loves Your Ladyship.”

Jiang Yiqing entered the large bath, which was filled with various essences of floral dew and fragrant petals. After she got in, there were palace maids to massage her and wash her.

Seeing the ambiguous marks on her body, the palace maids exclaimed in wonder.

Jiang Yiqing would normally have been shy, but since she had already been slept with by Wanqi Yanjing, she couldn’t be bothered to care.

“People who have been abstinent for too long are just like that—lacking self-control,” Jiang Yiqing said nonchalantly, but she still remembered the taste of being craved by her. That feeling was so joyous; more than just her body, even her heart felt a certain satisfaction.

But she would absolutely never admit it.

“It is for the best that His Majesty and Your Ladyship can be so affectionate.”

Jiang Yiqing thought to herself: You guys are overthinking it. Once I find the chance, I am definitely escaping.

“Host, congratulations on binding the ‘Fragment Collection System’! Collect fragments of heavenly treasures to refine into miraculous elixirs, master immortal arts and divine powers, and ascend to immortality on a chosen day. Wouldn’t that be delightful? Host, you have suffered. Now that you are bound to this system, your luck has truly turned. Cheer up~”

“So I am the kind of transmigrator who has a system,” Jiang Yiqing thought to herself. “It’s just that this system arrived a bit late.”

“I’m sorry, Host~!! I really didn’t do it on purpose!”

“I think you did it on purpose!”

“Mmm, I definitely didn’t wait until you signed the marriage agreement or until the ‘raw rice was cooked’ before coming over! Everything is fate—profound and mysterious. The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed.”

“—Get lost!” Jiang Yiqing said, venting her anger. Then, thinking that she shouldn’t pass up something for nothing and shouldn’t actually drive it away, she said, “Fine, come back.”

“Wuwu, the system has no way of immediately disobeying the Empress’s orders,” the system said. “Host, you have been strictly monitored and couldn’t possibly have collected anything valuable to help yourself out of this predicament. But now it’s different! The Empress has already given you a certain amount of freedom to move around. Now is the time to make yourself strong!”