Sheng Jiu kissed away his tears. Looking at his red - rimmed eyes, he was silent for a moment. "Wanwan, I'm not a saint. I won't be like my elder brother and just keep you safely in this pool without touching you. I have desires for you, strong desires. I won't deny this. So one day..."
He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the meaning was clear.
Wanwan pressed his forehead against Sheng Jiu's chest, trying his best to shrink his body to the smallest size. Sheng Jiu hugged him tightly into his arms, gently patting him. His tone was soft, as if discussing something unimportant with him. "I'm not asking you to make a decision now. I just want you to know that some things are bound to happen sooner or later."
Some things are bound to happen sooner or later...
Wanwan knew very well what those "things" were.
Sheng Jiu kissed his forehead. "So have you thought about when you'll give yourself to me?"
Wanwan bit his lower lip and said nothing. After a moment of silence, he still shook his head. Sheng Jiu's expression obviously turned colder. He said indifferently, "It's okay. Take your time."
Sheng Jiu lifted his eyes and suddenly remembered what Sheng Jue had said in this palace.
"Under the pillow in the bedroom, there's a secret compartment. There's a poisoned dagger in it. As long as you kill him, I can come back."
As long as he killed him, he wouldn't have to live in such fear anymore...
Wanwan lay quietly in his arms, not making a sound, as if waiting silently for the man in front of him to fall asleep.
The candle flame outside the curtain flickered. Wanwan stretched out his fingertip and gently poked Sheng Jiu's chest. Sheng Jiu loosened his hold on him a bit.
Sheng Jiu patted his shoulder comfortingly. "If you're not willing, just go to sleep."
Wanwan let out a low "um" without saying anything else.
The breathing sound in his ear gradually became even and steady. Wanwan softly called out, "Sheng Jiu... Are you asleep?"
The man beside him didn't make a single sound. Wanwan quietly reached out his hand to grope under the pillow. His fingertip touched a bulge. He tentatively pressed it, and a cavity unexpectedly appeared under the pillow.
Wanwan reached his hand in and sure enough, felt a dagger.
Wanwan quietly lifted his eyes to look at Sheng Jiu. Seeing that he was in a deep sleep and showed no sign of waking up, he finally felt relieved.
Wanwan bit his lower lip, holding the cold - patterned dagger. Sweat actually oozed from his palm.
He still couldn't bring himself to stab such a sharp thing into his body. Wanwan felt his whole body trembling in panic.
If he succeeded, Sheng Jue could come back. If he failed, he might be locked up in the same place as Sheng Jue.
Thinking about it like this... it seemed quite a good deal.
Wanwan kept plucking up his courage. He slowly pulled out the dagger bit by bit. Finally, he made up his mind to stab it down. He closed his eyes, as if not wanting to see this bloody scene.
But when the dagger stabbed down, there was no sound of cutting through the cloth and the body as he had expected. His wrist was grabbed, and the strength was so great that it seemed as if his wrist was about to be broken.
Wanwan suddenly didn't dare to open his eyes. His teeth were chattering nervously. He had long guessed that he wouldn't succeed.
But now that he had tried, he should give up.
A cold voice came from above his head. "Why don't you dare to open your eyes and look at me?"
Wanwan's eyelashes fluttered twice and he slowly opened his eyes as told.
Sheng Jiu tightly grabbed his wrist, pressed him onto the bed, and covered his whole body with his own. "Who told you to do this? Was it Sheng Jue?"
Wanwan shook his head and tried to explain. "No, it was me... I just couldn't stand you, so I..."
Sheng Jiu laughed out of anger. He didn't expect that the merman's stuttering words would all hit his sore spots.
Sheng Jiu pressed on him, grabbed his chin, and slowly said, "You just couldn't stand me, so you wanted to kill me? Since you came up with this idea on your own, why don't you tell me how you knew the dagger was there?"
Such words were full of loopholes. Sheng Jiu deliberately asked just to make him embarrassed.
Sheng Jiu gritted his teeth. "It's simply absurd! Did he teach you to do this when I brought him here from the prison to meet you today? Do you miss him so much? Do you want him to come back so much that you can't wait to kill me?!"
During the day, when he knew that Wanwan was still a virgin, Sheng Jiu was actually quite happy. It was every man's basic desire to be able to have the person he loved completely.
Because of this, he could ignore all that had happened before. But seeing this dagger that didn't fall had cut off all the tenderness between them.
Sheng Jiu knew he shouldn't have been soft - hearted towards him. He shouldn't have wasted so much time on him. He even wanted to give him time to adapt, to consider, or to prepare.
It was all bullshit!
Sheng Jiu touched his newly - grown legs and said word by word fiercely, "Wanwan! You asked for this. I didn't plan to touch you tonight..."
"Do you really not want to stay by my side? Do you hate me so much? Do you know what would have happened if you had stabbed that dagger down just now? I would have died beside you."
Sheng Jiu grabbed the root of his thigh. "Do you know what death is?"
Maybe because Sheng Jiu was pinching him too hard, Wanwan's eyes were red and he shook his head. "Don't..."
Sheng Jiu frowned, took out the dagger from his hand, examined it with pursed lips, and then whispered, "If I'm not wrong, this dagger should be covered with poison."
Wanwan didn't dare to say a word.
Sheng Jiu sneered. "Originally, I wanted to treat you well. I wanted to give you the most noble position in the world and make you my queen."
"But now I find that you're not worthy at all... You're only fit to be a tool for warming my bed and an object for me to vent my desires."
Wanwan had seen him angry countless times, but never had he been as full of hostility as this time. This time, it seemed that beneath his calm appearance, there was a mountain - wind and tsunami that could destroy everything.
The nervousness in Wanwan's eyes gradually turned into fear. He finally began to be afraid of this man in front of him. He didn't know what this man would do when he went crazy. He could only turn his head away and say nothing.
He had begged for mercy and cried, but this man was never moved by these things. He was a thousand times more cruel than Sheng Jue.
Sheng Jiu's fingers slid between his legs. Without knowing what he did, Wanwan suddenly widened his eyes, turned his head to look at him, and his face was full of disbelief.