How To Survive as a Villain

Xiao YuAn felt relieved and began to struggle: “Cough if you cough have something to say, let’s talk about it first. Yan HeQing! You’re strangling me now, have you thought about how you will escape after this?”

Yan HeQing’s eyes were shining with cold light, and his black hair covered his face. With a sad smile he said: “Escape? Where can I escape? To my destroyed country, to my dead family? Succumbed by the abuse of authority, I was taken away home, and now we will die, jade and stone burned together¹. Even if my body is torn apart, limb for limb by five horses². I will not regret it.”

Xiao YuAn understood that Yan HeQing hadn’t listened to what he said to him before in Jing Yang Palace!

I said that I will not harm you! But you want to die with me, give me a break!

Yan HeQing, you’re too ruthless, you’re cruel, and you make trouble for no reason!

Xiao YuAn could already feel suffocation and pain, and even his eyes began to see black. He was trying his best to get Yan HeQing’s hands away from his neck. Until in the gap between panting, Xiao YuAn shouted: “Yan HeQing, I will not harm you!”

Yan HeQing sneered: “You and I are enemies, why would you…”

Xiao YuAn roared and interrupted him: “Because I’m not the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom!!!”

The fierce strength on his neck relaxed. Xiao YuAn, relying on his desire for survival and in his experience in self-defense, turned over and lifted Yan HeQing away from his body, he quickly pulled back Yan HeQing’s hands, put his knees against his waist, and tried to clamp him down. Xiao YuAn instinctively restrained Yan HeQing, but the Emperor’s body was weak so Xiao YuAn failed to grasp Yan HeQing’s hands, allowing him to break free.

Yan HeQing was naturally not willing to let him go, so he turned around and twisted Xiao YuAn’s arms to his back.

Seeing that they were entangled together, Xiao YuAn hurriedly shouted: “Stop stop stop!”

Right at that time, they both relaxed their strength, each occupying a corner of the bed. Xiao YuAn covered his neck, panting, there were only 10.000 MMP³ sentences left in his heart. He eased his mind and repeated: “I’m really not the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom…”

Yan HeQing’s eyes were dark and gloomy, finding it hard to believe in him.

Because he was strangled, Xiao YuAn’s voice was hoarse and his words were intermittent: “I know that the jade hairpin is your mother’s relic and I can testify…”

Yan HeQing asked in a deep voice, “Who are you then?”

Xiao YuAn thought for a while: “I’m your Daddy’s friend.”

Your father is equal to the author.

This is what Xiao YuAn came with at the end.

Yan HeQing frowned: “Daddy?”

Xiao YuAn: “Yes!”

I was almost strangled to death, why can’t I take advantage of this?!

Yan HeQing asked: “… what is a Daddy⁴?”

Xiao YuAn was powerless: “The mysterious power from the modern civilization.”

Yan HeQing: “……”

Xiao YuAn rubbed his neck: “I know what else you want to ask me, ‘how did you pretend to be the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom.’ You may think I’m crazy or I’m being stupid, playing the devil, but I’m telling you the truth. I died in my last life, and then I became the Emperor as soon as I opened my eyes. I can’t help it, but I’m not really him.”

Yan HeQing stared at Xiao YuAn’s face as if he wanted to see right through him.

Both of them looked at each other for a long time, Yan HeQing’s eyes showed a hard-to-detect flash of coldness, like sharp ice, a sharp blade, under this cold light, you could feel a terrifying murderous intent.

Xiao YuAn felt like his heart was being strangled. Every bone in his body was trembling with fear, chills was running through his spine, swimming amongst his four limbs.

Yan HeQing doesn’t believe him!

I think that, in this case, how can a weak excuse be convincing? Looks like I have to think of another strategy.

Almost at the same time, the two acted together.

Xiao YuAn jumped out of the bed but was instantly grabbed. He was pulled back, with huge force from top to bottom, Xiao YuAn’s shoulder was held down and his back hit heavily on the bed.

The bed board made a deafening noise. Xiao YuAn took a deep breath and his eyes were full of pain.

Yan HeQing went again for Xiao YuAn’s throat mercilessly. Xiao YuAn eyes twitched quickly, he held Yan HeQing’s wrist and twist it with force. Yan Heqing frowned with pain, his hands went loose and his knee hit Xiao YuAn’s lower abdomen.

The lower abdomen wasn’t protected by bones and was the most vulnerable part of the human body, so Yan HeQing used all his strength. Xiao YuAn’s neck was tender and weak, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding, shaking with pain, he suddenly realized something.

Yan HeQing really wants to kill me!

If I don’t think of a way out, I will die here!

Footnotes:

Footnotes

1. 玉石俱焚 yù shí jù fén; It’s a Chinese idiom, it means the destruction of good and bad alike. From 《尚书·胤征》(shàng shū·yìn zhēng); “Book of Classics – Yin Zheng”. One of the Five Confucian Classics.
2. 五马分尸 wǔ mǎ fēn shī; a form of death sentence in ancient China.
3. MMP; it’s a curse, forbidden word in Sichuan dialect, something like: “Your mother is a bitch”. Which equals to: “Son of bitch”.
4. 爸爸 bà ba; informal way of addressing Father.