Transmigrating into a Big Villain in the Book

Chapter 179: Lin Qingye Was Sick

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

Qi Cheng’s dark eyes flashed with pain, which was soon covered by determination.

They should have been a couple. If Ke Ruan hadn’t gotten involved, he believed that his Brother Qingye would have liked him.

Now that Ke Ruan was already the Empress of His Majesty, even if Brother Qingye refused to admit it, it was a fact that could not be denied.

Therefore, the obstacle between them would never be Ke Ruan, but himself.

In the past, he gave all the initiative to his Brother Qingye because he loved him, but in the end, he only pushed him further away.

Qi Cheng figured it out. Now that his previous method couldn’t work, there was no need to back down again. Even if he couldn’t make Brother Qingye fall in love with him in a short space of time, he believed that time alone would tell.

Time would tell his Brother Qingye that he was the only one who loved him the most.

“Brother Qingye, you have a fever. I was a little rude yesterday. It’s my fault. Let’s go to the Imperial Hospital first, okay?” Qi Cheng’s voice was soft and he whispered what Lin Qingye didn’t want to hear the most.

He tightened the grip on the sword and he looked crazy. His eyes were full of the desire to cut him into pieces.

“Get out of my sight,” Lin Qingye stuck his sword into the scabbard and turned to leave.

Qi Cheng immediately tried to keep pace with him. The footsteps behind stopped Lin Qingye instantly. The sword was also mercilessly stabbed at him. This time, Qi Cheng quickly dodged it.

“Brother Qingye, you’re not feeling well. Pack it in please. When you’re well, you can do whatever you want to vent your anger. I swear I will never hit back,” Qi Cheng smiled. He indeed wouldn’t hit back. But he would never let himself be stabbed again like this.

If he was injured, he would not be able to participate in many things about Brother Qingye.

“I told you to get lost,” Lin Qingye roared angrily. He didn’t know if he had exerted too much force that he felt his whole body hurt especially his head, which looked like it had been hit by something. And he was so miserable that he wanted to vomit.

Detecting Lin Qingye’s abnormality, Qi Cheng grabbed at the opportunity when he relaxed his concentration and rushed behind him, his hand landing on the back of his neck.

The sword fell on the ground from Lin Qingye’s hand, making a clash, and his body collapsed weakly.

Qi Cheng caught him. From this position, he could see the bruises on Lin Qingye’s neck. After a night, they had turned red to black, and many places were rubbed raw.

There was a flash of guilt and self-blame in Qi Cheng’s eyes. He was too rude. No wonder Brother Qingye who had been very well had a fever all of a sudden. It seemed that he had really tormented him last night.

Thinking about what had happened last night, A deep undercurrent gradually flew through Qi Cheng’s dark eyes, and the hand of his arm around Lin Qingye’s waist couldn’t help but gently pinch it.

The next second, he quickly threw away the dirty thoughts from his mind. How could he be such an animal that his Brother Qingye was sick?

He wouldn’t really take Lin Qingye to the Imperial Hospital. There must be some reason for his sudden fever. So Qi Cheng wouldn’t let those people see his Brother Qingye’s body.

Only he himself could see Brother Qingye’s body.

Qi Cheng picked up the sword from the ground with his foot and pinched the hilt with his empty hand. Then he carried Lin Qingye up. Suddenly, his action influenced the wounds again. He frowned and staggered.

Looking down at Lin Qingye’s unprepared face, the corners of his mouth curved into a gentle and warm smile.

They would be together like this forever, certainly.