Chapter 59

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Chapter 59: I Will Not Allow It

Distant mountains were hidden by the moonless night.

A charcoal pot burned in the room, its subtle sounds pulled Ji Yunhe out of her trip down memory lane.

The past disappeared behind her dark eyes.

She sat at a wooden, rectangular table with a couple of hot dishes and a small bowl of rice inside her hand. On the other side of the table was a black robed man with silver hair and an unkind face.

He sat there with his arms crossed and his expression sullen. His blue eyes remained on her, like… surveillance.

"Finish your food," seeing her chopsticks had not moved in a while, Changyi ordered.

"I can't eat anymore," Ji Yunhe said helplessly and somewhat like a plea. "No appetite. Just turn a blind eye and pretend I ate it all?"

"Don't bargain with me."

It had been six years since they first met. Ji Yunhe felt this fish now, compared to before, had become a bully.

But...

How could she blame him...

With a sigh, she reluctantly shoved a couple of grains of rice into her mouth.

She began to eat, and Changyi fell silent again. He did not care how quickly or how slowly she ate, he just wanted her to eat, and he closely watched her every meal. Three meals a day with fruits, vegetables and tea, nothing less. Others woke at sunrise and rested at sunset, Ji Yunhe got up and ate only after the sun went down.

The maids usually brought her meals then locked the door and left.

Therefore, no one knew that the jiaoren who had conquered the entire Northlands would come and watch Ji Yunhe, sometimes forcing her to eat her meal.

If not for the new maid who had made a mistake and was thrown out the window by him, people would still not have any clue.

Ji Yunhe picked at the rice grain by grain. After the half bowl of rice was finally finished, Changyi pushed a dish of vegetables to her with a face that was still mean and unfriendly.

"Vegetables."

No nonsense, only orders.

Ji Yunhe really did not want to eat. Ever since she had been brought to the Northlands by Changyi and locked up in this Cloud Garden, she could feel her body growing weaker every day. She did not have an appetite, and even the act of chewing felt tedious.

But Changyi did not allow it.

She was not allowed to go hungry, and not allowed to pick and choose what she ate...

There were many other things she was not allowed, all rules set in place by Changyi.

Changyi did not allow any visitors, even though she knew both Luo Jinsang and Qu Xiaoxing were here at the Demon Terrace in the Northlands.

Changyi also did not allow her to leave. He kept her inside the third floor penthouse, sealed it with a magic boundary, and used locks after locks on her door. The security was even tighter than the Grand Master's prison.

He did not allow her to see the sun. Her windows could not be opened during the day. Only at dawn and dusk was Ji Yunhe able to see some sunrise and sunset.

Changyi was like a dictator, dominating over her clothing, food, housing, and transportation. He wanted to control every aspect of her life. If he were able to, he would probably control her inhales and exhales as well.

The most excessive was...

He did not allow her to die.

If God were a person and wanted to mess with Ji Yunhe's timeline, Changyi would cut off his fingers one by one.

He told her, "Ji Yunhe, you have to stay alive as long as I want to punish you."

Ji Yunhe recalled these punishments from him and smiled. This fish was still too naive. Making her stare at his beautiful face every day while she ate, what kind of a punishment was this?

This was clearly the greatest generosity.

But she was still greedy, so she asked him, "Changyi, how about… you let me go out and walk for a day, then I come back and sit under house arrest for a day. You let me out for two days, I come back for two days. If you let me go out for a month, I will come back and sit here properly for a month. And I will eat whatever you want me to..."

"No." Changyi looked at the plate. "The last bite."

Ji Yunhe sighed again and reluctantly picked up the last piece of vegetable on her plate.

It was winter in the Northlands and they were in the middle of a war, a fresh piece of vegetable was hard to come by. Ji Yunhe knew that, so she opened her mouth and ate it.

But this last bite caused a rumbling inside her. Her throat grew tight and she turned her head, throwing up everything she had just eaten into a bucket used to water the houseplants.

But her vomiting did not stop after the food emptied out.

Ji Yunhe felt a sharp pain in her stomach and started coughing up black blood.

The blood gushed out uncontrollably, and she fell to her knees shivering with a chill that had taken over her body. Cold sweat dripped down and drenched her. Suddenly, a hand pressed against her back. It passed wave after wave of refreshing energy into her body, suppressing her restless blood.

The pain eased and the cold sweat stopped. Ji Yunhe rested for a while before her eyes slowly regained their focus.

She turned her head and saw Changyi crouching on the ground.

He was no longer a demon held captive in a dungeon. He now ruled over the entire Northlands and held a domain that competed with the imperial court of the Dacheng Dynasty. He was honored, respected, and even feared.

And right now, he crouched on the ground next to her, as if they had been taken back in time to six years ago. His gaze was still clear and his heart was still gentle. He had no hatred, no calculations, and would only say to Ji Yunhe: Taking this blow would only injure me, but you taking it would die.

"Changyi, I... will not live much longer."

The hand on her back pressed a bit firmer. The energy flowing into her body grew and gave her more strength to talk. "Let me go..."

"No."

"I want to use the last of my remaining days to walk around a bit. If I'm lucky, maybe I can get back to my hometown and return to my roots..."

"You can't."

"... at least then I would be a little worthy of this life my parents gave me..."

Ji Yunhe was exhausted. She closed her eyes and slowly fell back.

She was as light as a feather, floating into his arms sent only a few strands of silver hair in motion.

His long silver hair draped down over his face and hid his expression, revealing only his slightly bitten lips. The room was silent for a long time.

Snowflakes fell outside, and the night was eerily calm.

Changyi tightened his grasp around Ji Yunhe's thin, boney arm, and said with a bit of a struggle, "I will not allow it."

His voice drifted away with the falling snow and disappeared into the ground without a trace.

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