Blood-Sucking Empress

Chapter 48: Mood Swings

The poison administered to Sang Zixin by Sang Ziling was not considered an extremely toxic poison.
Although it could be fatal, the antidote was easy to concoct.
Qianhe Liyou instructed people to summon the Imperial Physician and the Imperial Physician gave a diagnosis and wrote a prescription.
They state that as long as one drank the medicine and carefully nursed themself back to health, nothing major would happen.
Qianhe Liyou ordered people to brew medicine.

“Empress, how do you plan on dealing with this servant?” After everyone retreated, Sang Zixin knelt on the ground again, a trace of stubbornness present in his somewhat timid expression, “Actually, there is no need for the Empress to bother detoxifying this servant’s poison.
This servant was a spy sent by the Sang Empire and when I arrived here, I was already prepared to die.
It is my inevitable fate, there is no need to go to so much trouble.

“Who said you could die?” As for Sang Zixin’s pessimism, Qianhe Liyou could understand a bit, but she could not understand why he was always thinking of death in his mind.
This suddenly made her feel a bit helpless.

“No death? You want to lock me up? No! Even if I were to die, I refused to be locked up!” As if some bad memory had suddenly come to mind, Sang Zixin’s face turned ashen and he violently shook his head.

“No one wants to kill you and no one wants to detain you.
If you are willing, you can stay in the palace.
If you do not want to wait until the poison is fully detoxified, you are free to leave, no one will stop you.”

“Are you telling the truth?”

“Are you questioning zhen?”

“This servant dares not.
If what the Empress says is true, then this servant is willing to stay in the palace and serve you…” Inside Sang Zixin’s expression, there was a touch of incredulity.
He had truly been prepared to die, but he could not believe that he could be so lucky!

“Zhen does not need your service, and you do not need to make a choice immediately.
Get up, the Imperial Physician will give you medicine later.
Drink it and forget everything that happened before.” She perhaps shouldn’t have too many demands and she should not impose her own thoughts on others.
This pitiful little thing, it was better to give him time to properly think it over himself.

Sang Zixin suddenly felt saddened hearing the Empress’ refusal for his request to serve by her side and wait upon her.
He wanted to refute, but seeing the Empress get up and waving her hands with a completely disinterested look in speaking about this topic any further, he could only stay silent.
His heart felt extremely tangled, and what happened today had truly shocked him to the core.
It made his heart feel extremely uneasy and maybe he really should carefully think about this matter.

For the time being, Sang Zixin’s problem had been resolved, but Qianhe Liyou did not feel relaxed at all.
On the contrary, she felt that her emotions felt abnormally heavy, so she decided to take a walk outside…

The four types of human emotion: happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, it was not like she did not possess any of those, but the response had always been dull and many of the occurrences would be superficial, never truly reaching her heart.
But at the moment, Sang Zixin had felt a little suppressed and any strong emotional fluctuations gave her the urge to drink, her bloodthirst rising…

Restrain yourself! Qianhe Liyou recited these two words in her heart, telling herself that she must control herself now…however the bloodthirsty impulse inside her was only getting stronger and stronger.
In the past, she had felt this bloodthirst arise because of emotional fluctuations before, but she had bever been as incapable of controlling herself as she was right now…

She was in desperate need of blood and at this time, the only one closest to her and within her range that was willing to accept it…

“Anhui!” Qianhe Liyou barked out Anhui’s name in an unusually hoarse voice.

Anhui immediately materialized in front of Qianhe Liyou, kneeling down in greeting, “Empress, do you have any instructions?”

Qianhe Liyou gripped Anhui’s wrist rather forcefully and then under the other’s startled gaze, she dragged Anhui behind a tree located not far away, hiding the two figures behind the trunk…

“Anhui, bear with me, zhen does not like people who scream in zhen’s ears…” After speaking, Qianhe Liyou allowed her fangs to come out and she fiercely bit onto Anhui’s neck…

Anhui’s eyes widened in surprise, and a familiar picture appeared in his mind.
The Empress had done something similar to the King Consort.
After reflecting over the matter, he came to a conclusion that the Empress was most likely practicing some high level, advanced martial arts and as a result, developed a special hobby.  There were many wicked martial art scriptures practiced all over the Jianghu, and he had heard of them before, so he had not taken it very seriously…the Empress was currently sucking his blood, she was practicing her technique right?

Jianghu: shared world and an alternate universe.
It consists of several martial artists and pugilists gathered in the Wulin (武林), who are usually congregated in sects, clans, disciplines and various schools of martial arts.
Often used in wuxia and xianxia novels as  the best Wuxia writers draw a vivid picture of the intricate themes of honour, loyalty, love and hatred between the individuals and communities within this society

The pain spreading out in Anhui’s neck was nothing to him.
Feeling like he finally understood everything, the conscious Anhui silently looked at the head buried in his beck.
His gaze was filled with incredible tenderness and perhaps, even he himself did not notice it.

Perhaps because she had felt rather emotional, but this time around, Qianhe Liyou took a bit longer to feed and Anhui’s healthy complexion gradually turned pale.
He could feel the slight disappearance of some of his strength, but his eyes were still soft and there was no indication of struggle.

When Qianhe Liyou’s fang’s finally receded and she licked her blood-stained lips with a content expression, she noticed Anhui’s pale complexion…

Qianhe Liyou quickly let go of Anhui’s hands that she had been clutching to fend off any of his struggles.
Anhui’s body weakly swayed, but he immediately straightened and deliberately said in a flat and dull tone: “Empress, if it is not enough, you can continue.”

This was his honor, no matter what reason the Empress had!

“Not asking zhen why?” Qianhe Liyou felt curious as to why Anhui had accepted her actions so easily.

“This subordinate is not qualified to ask you why and does not need to know.
If you like it, then that is an honor for this subordinate!” He did not need to hide his loyalty to her, but he was careful in hiding his admiring gaze.

Hearing Anhui’s answer, a blood-gold streak flashed in Qianhe Liyou’s eyes.
After a deep glance at Anhui, a wicked smile appeared, “If zhen likes it, then does that mean I can do whatever I want with you?”

He thought he had hidden his gaze well, but that familiar look in his eyes had long been discovered by her.
It was the same look that Luo Weiqing had and she now understood what it meant! Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying*.” Since she had fed off his blood, she would be responsible for him.
This was the principle of zombies and this was also her principle….

*This line is from Robert Herrick’s poem; To the Virgins, to make much of Time

“Of course!” Anhui answered without hesitation! Even if the Empress asked him to die, he would do it without question.
She was his sky, her commands were everything and this was the meaning of his life!”

“Then…if that is the case…” Qianhe Liyou kissed Anhui’s lips fiercely.
The taste of blood in his mouth was so strong that he could smell it.
But at this time, Anhui did not react and he just had a pair of widened eyes, a dazed look dusted on his face.
Looking at the face so close at hand, he did not know why such a matter happened suddenly…

Qianhe Liyou’s kiss had not been gentle.
Maybe because the emotions just now hadn’t been completely tranquilized yet, or maybe it was because of the stimulus from feeding blood, but it was said that one would eat till they were full of warmth and lust, maybe this was the case even for a zombie…

Qianhe Liyou’s kiss had been domineering and powerful, with a taste of blood, and it made people tremble with fear…

As soon as the kiss was over, Anhui felt completely sluggish.
When Qianhe Liyou let go of Anhui, Anhui merely stroked his lips with his hand in a daze, a look full of bewilderment….