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The world seems collided inside his mind, full of confounded analysis which was out of his expectations. He seems alive, but his thoughts was in conflicted state.

There was a gut-wrenching soreness on his body and mostly on his ankle. Qiao Chen could barely open his eyes, seeing the red and gold curtains blocking the sunlight radiating from outside, with transparent veil surrounding the soft bed, witnessing the afternoon, his heart could only clench in desperation.

He couldn't move his body comfortably, making him more annoyed and helpless. He tried communicating with the system on his mind, even using his soul teleportation, but all of those methods was no avail.

A flashed of memories appeared on his vision, clarifying all the messy state that was occurring right now. He gnashed his teeth and only a soft sigh that followed by faint whimpers come out of his mouth.

These circumstances brought him back from the past where he was once, helpless and pitiful, with no power to save himself regardless of his preparation, those calculations were a complete failure.

It took him half an hour to faintly moved his body, and started to scan the foreign place. Gold and red was the color that occupies most of this place, sparrow designs carved in magnetic expensive jade distributed all over the places, from the room interior and to the blinking windows that he could only see through the white veil, covering the bed.

He doesn't know this place, nor he was familiar with this place. But he perceived that he was still in the palace, he just doesn't have any idea where this was.

In amidst of his confusion, the door on the room suddenly pushed opened, revealing a tall and imposing figure, with their distance drew nearer and nearer, Qiao Chen could feel the intense and terrifying aura of this man exudes.

He was different. An entirely different person.

Qiao Chen overestimate his capacity to held anyone at his palms, moreover he fends ignorance about the matter that concerning himself such as underestimated this man, believing he can be used as a pawn in his own chessboard. But reality struck him unreservedly.

There was deep anger flowing on his cells and body, but this vexation was not towards the man who appeared in front of him, but to his self. He had a clear conscience, and this karma was indeed a good retribution.

The veil curtain was lifted by those large and rough hands, fully exhibiting his cold and handsome mature face that seems grown overnight.

The men in this dynasty likes to kept their hair long, but this short settings of hair made him more superior and revered, coupled with the jade crown leading his head, it made Qiao Chen breathless and felt extremely frightened.

Not because he was keep in captivity, but because cutting those hairs short, Yong Guan had full resemblances of both Wang Wei and Hee-Ryang. It's a mixture of both of them, putting a seed of doubt inside Qiao Chen's chest.

It made him more guilty.

Yong Guan swiftly glanced at him, his eyes filled with unconcealed infatuation and obsession, "Do you want some water?" He asked in a deep, cold voice.

His query broke the trail of thoughts of Qiao Chen. He was about to give a response, but his throat was long been dried, and he can only grunt in response.

Yong Guan seems to discern his complaint and directly called a servant, and requested for his needs.

He couched down, staring at his ankles enveloped with gauze. Even covered, Yong Guan can still perceive the purplish red swollen skins on the inside. It looks painful and terrifying, but not only Yong Guan feels satisfied with this outcome, also his sadistic sides growl in joy.

Yes, that's right. He was finally in his arms.

Qiao Chen had long been observing him and quietly comparing his small movements to the other two world's men. It was indeed similar but not overly. This one was dangerous and ferocious, but with his small action, it reminded him so much of Wang Wei and Hee-Ryang.

It doesn't make sense.

Yong Guan was a foreign existence that even had the same power of the lord god. If they were really the same person, then does the grudges follows in every world? It is time for Lie Yuan to redeem himself for hurting and leaving them?

Overall, he was still unsure.

In a while, the servants come back carrying a bowl of porridge and a glass of water. Yong Guan quickly take it and motioned the servants to retreat.

Qiao Chen's mentality held a small psychological shadow towards Yong Guan's behavior. He curled back unconsciously, making the other man's eyes darkened fiercely.

Qiao Chen immediately bite his lips and took an initiative to leaned forward. His fixed expression has been inactivated and the slight apprehensive his body accommodate turned transparent in his countenance. And Qiao Chen also knew that the more he refused and rejected, the more Yong Guan feels dissatisfied and will only force him to do a thing. It's better to be obedient now, while taking full study of the root and caused of this obsession.

Qiao Chen weakly held the small spoon in his mouth and forced himself to eat this tasteless food. Yong Guan also helped him during this process.

"I-I'm full." Qiao Chen hoarsely uttered.

Yong Guan put down the utensils into the table and stared at him, "Do you hate me?" He asked coldly.

Does he hate him?

Yes, he actually does. But it was not a hate with a passion, it was just frustration. He vowed that he can no longer formed attachment in every person in the world he transmigrated to, but the situation was making it complicated.

Qiao Chen didn't answer and choose to remain silent. But to Yong Guan's perspective, it was like a total agreement. His fist tightened on the quilt unconsciously, and there was a cold tension in the air.

Though, he became an Emperor few days ago, he wasn't wearing a dragon robe establishing his difference to the late Emperor, his sturdy body was enveloped with expensive black and red fabrics, that had no sense of nobility and only pure wild ambition. Like a fierce lion in the wild, without a crown on the top of his head, it was able to dominate the predators on land. He was a walking born ruler.

Sensing the silence of the youth, Yong Guan' lips lifted faintly, "I don't really care whether you hate me or not. But you are now my possession, it's either you become obedient or I will force you to become obedient."

This time, it was Qiao Chen who couldn't take those words seriously, "You are now the new Emperor. What's the use of this disabled sparrow to his majesty?" He gnashed his teeth. He really couldn't tolerate others forcing their ways to him.

Yong Guan was not angered by this, he even let out a soft chuckle, "Xiao Chen isn't it your desire to make me the Emperor? I was only fulfilling your aspirations. And once I fulfill yours, you should also fulfill mine." He grabbed his pulse, pulling him towards his side.

Qiao Chen let out a low moaned as his injured ankle was touch a bit, his pale green eyes trembled all over, he tried to pulled back his hands, but his refusal only ignited the fire on the new Emperor's eyes.

"Y-You!" He let out a surprise shout.

Yong Guan didn't bother to take his opinion and directly carried him into his arms, arising from the bed and gently walked to the bathroom.

"You haven't taken a bath for a week, I know you are uncomfortable."

"Y-Your majesty!"

Yong Guan stopped at the big bathtub made with bronze and timber. There was a hot water and fragrance essential oil mixed inside. The bathtub was shaped into a bowl, it was wide and able to fit two or three people.

Yong Guan first put down the complaining young man and pulled down the curtain, covering the bath area, and quickly stripped himself naked.

This time, it was Qiao Chen's eyes who widened.

The last time he saw Yong Guan's body was half a year ago, he remembers that he had a nice built and not too much aggressive muscles. But now, those lightly immature muscles seemed to grown very much. His skin grew darker and perfectly outlines his imaged as a vigorous man, his chest was big and clenching subconsciously, he was wild and dangerous.

"W-Why are you stripping?!" He shouted accidentally.

Yong Guan still held his emotionless face and didn't bother to answer his question and proceed to take off his pants and boots, the jade crown on his head has long been thrown off.

Qiao Chen looked away and shivered unwittingly. His cold facade had lost a long time ago. In a while, he heard a few movements on his back and a large hand gripped his waist, startling him all over. On the contrary, the collective face of Yong Guan was already immune to his now transparent face. He quickly pulled his night gown down, revealing his milky skin that seems crafted with jade, fragile and beautiful. His skin gave off a pinkish lush, more gorgeous than ever.

The black irises on Yong Guan's eyes grew darker and indistinct, and the already swollen member turned more fierce and ambiguous.

Qiao Chen took a deep breath and vowed not to look down.

Yong Guan seems not bother by this and softly put Qiao Chen into the bathtub. His injured ankle throb slightly, making him whimper and let out a soft moan.

He directly gave a cold sneered to the other. 'This bastard! He doesn't want his ankle to heal at all.'

Once he was seated properly, Yong Guan quickly stepped in and sat down on his back. The new position made the young sparrow's body heated. He tried to concentrate and recite few poems to calm the uncomfortable sensation on his body, but the thing that was poking him was really shameless.

Of course, Yong Guan doesn't hide this and even had an audacity to rubbed it at his back few times.

"C-Can you fucking control it for a while?!" Qiao Chen bite his teeth in anger.

Yong Guan innocently smirked, "It's the natural reaction of the body, it's out of my control."

Qiao Chen sighed and emerge himself from the water. He really needs to find ways to connect to the system and straight away leave this world. Or else, this strange person will personally lock him forever.

As his thought sank, a wide legs spread apart, putting him into center, giving him more contact to the little beast that looks frightening. Qiao Chen struggled, but a large hand grasped his waist.

"Xiao Chen... you never knew how deeply desperate I was." The slow, yet cold, chilling voice of Yong Guan traveled on his ears, "Seeing you, running away from me, it pains me more than anything. Do you really want to get away that much?"

A storm glint glowed on Qiao Chen's green eyes, his eyes turned blank, "And do you also feel how anger I was when you interrupted my escape and captured me forcibly?"

"Interrupted?" He chuckled, "You seem to joke a lot. Your wish is to made me an Emperor, you just can't run away after you fulfill that single wish. You wanted to use me as a tool, I became a tool. You wanted me to become an Emperor, I become an Emperor. Is my intention not clear? Or are you really that dense?"

"Y-You... obviously love me." Qiao Chen turned around but quickly dissipate his assumptions, "No! This isn't love. If you love me, then why would you imprison me?! You don't understand your feelings at all! That's not love, that's only hate! You hate me for using you all this time." He angrily retorted.

A glow of pitch-black emerge on Yong Guan's eyes, the air suddenly turned cold even the radiant of the sun seems covered in dark cloud, enveloping the whole place in shadowy darkness.

"Yes you're right. I don't have any understanding of sensations that was controlling my body." He stated calmly, his fingers softly touches his wet hair, "Ever since I was born, I have never been able to understand this thing called feelings. I only knew that it was unstable and cannot be trusted. Anyone can love you for the mean time, but also hate you for a specific reason. It was fickle and entirely dishonest."

"Happiness, sadness, vexation and obsession. That's the four emotions I felt when you are beside me. Your presence brought me happiness for a moment, but I also wanted to strangle and kill you afterwards. I simply like your existence but also loathed you for that, if you didn't appear on my life, I will remain like a corpse who doesn't care for anything at all."

He stopped and lightly lifted Qiao Chen's body, flipping him over, making their gazes met. Qiao Chen was already sitting in Yong Guan's thigh and was indulged in his emotion.

"Maybe this time, I couldn't give you the answer that you want, whether I hate you or just love you. But I can assure that this emotion will only be felt with you, my anger, joy, sorrow and obsession, it will be only yours. Even death, it could never separate us and I will always follow you. Be patience, maybe one of these days, I could give you an absolute answer. But no matter how I've felt, I will never intend to let you go. Not in this life, not forever."

Yong Guan caresses his cheeks, "I know you hate being called a sparrow, but Qiao Chen, you are definitely a perfect sparrow built for me."

Qiao Chen didn't answer.

"You horribly wanted freedom, then you can obtain that." Yong Guan forced a smile, "Kill the Emperor first before you regain your name and escape the fate of being an Emperor's sparrow. You wanted to leave? Then you can only kill me to achieve that."

"And you must also remember, that I wouldn't give up without giving a fight, so killing me would be harder."

This time, Yong Guan's lifted Qiao Chen's face, "I remembered, you promised that you will fulfill my wish once I became the Emperor. I wanted it now."

"I want to fuck you."