After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

"Snap!"

At that very moment, the door behind them made a sound of being pushed open again.

Hearing the sound behind him, Shen Shuchou couldn't help but turn around.

Two women walked in from outside. Shen Shuchou's eyes were immediately drawn to the woman in the front, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a shapely figure.

Her gorgeous dress shimmered and shone, making her stand out in the dimly lit environment.

Her slender waist was so thin it could be encircled by a single hand, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her steps, like a beautiful, blooming flower.

The elegantly dressed woman spotted Shen Shuchou at first glance, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly as she asked, "Who are you? Where is Luo Shisan?"

Hearing the aloof voice of the elegantly dressed woman, Shen Shuchou gently put down the pastry in his hand, his brows furrowing slightly as he asked, "And who are you?"

These words were spoken.

The woman in the fine clothes immediately became displeased and her expression turned cold.

"How dare you, you lowly slave! The one standing before you is the twelfth princess of the dynasty. Why don't you kneel down?"

Before Luo Shisi could speak, a maidservant beside her spoke up coldly.

Luo Shisi's beautiful face revealed a hint of arrogance, like a phoenix looking down at Shen Shuchou.

She slightly raised her chin, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt, as if Shen Shuchou was nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust in her eyes.

His delicate features appeared somewhat sharp due to the hint of arrogance in his expression, making people hesitant to approach him.

Hearing this, and seeing the men's menacing manner, Shen Shuchou immediately thought of the stain on Luo Shisan's clothes and the red mark on his face.

At this moment, he understood perfectly well that it was the work of the two people right in front of him.

Shen Shuchou's eyes, hidden beneath the falling snow, suddenly turned cold.

His icy gaze seemed to freeze the surrounding snowflakes, and a chill spread from the depths of his eyes.

"Did you guys hit my sister in the face?"

Shen Shuchou's tone was unreadable, but his aura was even colder than the winter.

Luo Shisi was slightly taken aback.

She originally thought the child would be terrified upon hearing her identity, but to her surprise, the child was not only unafraid of her, but also questioned her.

"presumptuous..."

The maid standing nearby immediately flew into a rage and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Luo Shisi.

"Is Luo Shisan your older sister?"

Luo Shisi gleaned a key point from Shen Shuchou's words.

A hint of curiosity appeared on her delicate face as she asked.

"Of course, you're the one who injured my sister's face?"

Shen Shuchou's face was cold, and his eyes were like a desolate, icy night.

Upon hearing this, Luo Shisi's expression became even more amusing. She tilted her head slightly and said with a smirk, "How come I didn't know Luo Shisan had a younger brother? I didn't inflict the injuries on her face, because Luo Shisan is a lowly bastard and not worthy of my attention."

As she spoke, her eyes were filled with arrogance and disdain, her contemptuous expression making it seem as if Luo Shisan was as insignificant as an ant in her eyes.

"So what if I hit him? How dare you, a lowly slave, be so insolent?"

The maid beside him was still chattering away, her hands on her hips, staring at Shen Shuchou with an equally arrogant look in her eyes.

Her lips curled into a sneer, filled with disdain and contempt, as if she were certain that Shen Shuchou had no way to deal with her.

Snapped!

Just as she finished speaking, a slap suddenly landed on her face, the sound crisp and clear, especially loud in the cold snow.

The "snap" sound seemed to shatter the surrounding silence, startling the snowflakes into disarray.

The maid immediately covered half of her face, looking at Shen Shuchou in disbelief.

Her eyes widened, filled with shock and anger.

She never expected that someone she considered a lowly slave would dare to hit her, especially in front of Luo Shisi.

The slap wasn't very damaging, but it was extremely insulting. Just as the maid was about to lash out, she heard Shen Shuchou's icy voice ring out in her ear.

The voice seemed to come from the deepest abyss, devoid of any warmth, instantly freezing her in place.

"You keep calling me a lowly slave. What are you anyway? You're just a dog barking wildly because of your master's power. How dare a servant be so disrespectful. I'll teach your master a lesson for your dog mouth."

"you...."

The maid pointed at Shen Shuchou with one finger, her chest heaving violently at his words.

Her fingers trembled slightly, as if she were trying to express the endless anger in her heart with those trembling fingertips.

The rapid, undulating rhythm, like waves in a storm, revealed her extreme emotional agitation.

Her eyes were fixed on Shen Shuchou, as if fire was about to spit from their sockets.

"What do you mean, 'you'? You're just a lowly servant girl, yet you dare to disrespect and humiliate a princess. Even if I kill you right now, not only will your master be unable to say anything, but in the entire Holy Dynasty, who would dare to protect you?"

Shen Shuchou's words were like a sharp sword covered in snow, piercing the maid's heart.

Her angry expression suddenly froze, because what Shen Shuchou said made no sense.

Even if Luo Shisan is disliked, she is still a genuine princess of the dynasty, while he is just a favored dog by Luo Shisi's side.

If the higher-ups blame her, it's hard to say whether Luo Shisi can protect herself, but she will most likely be kicked aside.

After all, it's just a dog. Even if it gets favored, it can't change its inherently base nature.

A flicker of fear crossed the servant's eyes as he secretly glanced at Luo Shisi.

Luo Shisi cast a sarcastic glance at her, then parted her red lips and said, "Useless."

The servant immediately shrank back in fright, lowered his head and dared not utter a sound, completely losing his arrogant and domineering demeanor from just moments before.

"What you said is very good, I like to hear it. How about this, you will follow me from now on, I can give you far more than Luo Shisan."

Luo Shisi was not angry at all; instead, she showed a hint of appreciation.

Then he saw the pastries in Shen Shuchou's hand and reached out to take them, but the next moment his wrist was grabbed tightly by a hand.

"You don't deserve to eat the pastries my sister bought for me."

Shen Shuchou stared at her coldly.

Luo Shisi's face froze instantly, and her eyes turned cold. She said in a sinister tone, "In my eyes, you are nothing but a lowly dog. Even if I kill you, no one will dare to do anything to me."

Luo Shisi possessed cultivation; the next second, she raised one hand, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind.

"stop!"

Just then, a cold snort rang out, but it was a second too late.

The slap landed squarely on Shen Shuchou's face, the crisp sound particularly jarring in the quiet atmosphere.

His frail body staggered, and the pastries in his hands spilled onto the snow.

The delicate pastries were instantly covered by the cold snowflakes, just like Shen Shuchou's frail body.

The next second, Qingyu appeared in front of Shen Shuchou.

She first glanced at Shen Shuchou's swollen face, a hint of heartache in her eyes.

She felt extremely remorseful at that moment, a feeling she had sensed from the moment Luo Shisi entered the room.

But she didn't come out immediately; instead, a hint of amusement rose in her heart. She wanted to see how Shen Shuchou would react.

As a result, Shen Shuchou was beaten by Luo Shisi, and Qingyu felt a surge of regret.

The regret surged like a tidal wave, constantly impacting her heart and causing her brows to furrow tightly.

"Twelfth Princess, you are of noble status and a cultivator. It is inappropriate for you to lay a hand on an eight-year-old child."

Qingyu stared at Luo Shisi with a grim expression.

At this moment, Luo Shisi also recognized Qingyu as the guard who had always been by Luo Shisan's side.

"I only lightly punished Luo Shisan for being a lowly slave; otherwise, do you think he would still be standing here alive?"

Even though Qingyu's cultivation level was higher than hers, Luo Shisi still didn't give him any face.

This confidence naturally stems from the prestige of one's status, something that cultivation alone cannot compensate for.

Qingyu's eyes turned as gloomy as a stagnant pool, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Luo Shisi!"

At that moment, an angry and cold voice suddenly rang out.

Luo Shisi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Luo Shisan, dressed in white, walking rapidly toward them.

That face carried an icy chill, like ice that had never melted for a thousand years, inspiring awe in those who looked upon it.

Her gaze was sharp as a sword, piercing straight at Luo Shisi. Every step she took carried a resolute air, her clothes fluttering in the wind, like a snow lotus blooming fiercely in the cold wind.

Luo Shisi was about to utter a sarcastic remark when Luo Shisan's next words came out instantly.

Luo Shisan only had two simple words: Qingyu.

Qingyu, standing to the side, instantly understood, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

Its momentum was like a surging, overwhelming wave, sweeping in and making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

The words Luo Shisi was about to say suddenly stopped abruptly. She was horrified to find that she seemed unable to move.

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief, and her body seemed to be firmly bound by invisible shackles, unable to move an inch.

Clang!

Luo Shisan took three steps in two to walk to Qingyu's side, and decisively drew the long sword from his waist, immediately producing a sword-sounding cry.

The sword's cry was crisp and clear, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, echoing in the silent space and shaking the soul.

A flash of cold light, and the sharp blade sliced ​​through the air, seemingly capable of cutting through everything in its path.

Luo Shisi's face paled in shock, her lips trembling as she asked, "What are you going to do, Luo Shisan?"

Luo Shisan didn't look at her, but gazed tenderly at Shen Shuchou, reaching out a hand to gently stroke his swollen face, asking with concern, "Does it hurt, little brother?"

Her eyes were full of concern and pity, and her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

The hand moved with extreme care, as if Shen Shuchou were a fragile treasure.

"The pain doesn't hurt anymore when I see my sister."

Shen Shuchou shook his head slightly.

"Silly little brother, it must hurt a lot! Be good, wait for your big sister to get revenge for you."

Luo Shisan smiled slightly, his eyes filled with affection.

Then Luo Shisan turned his head to look at Luo Shisi, and his gentle, watery eyes instantly turned cold and sinister, like a cold spring from the depths of hell.

"Don't come any closer... Luo Shisan, what do you want to do?"

Luo Shisi stared intently at the longsword that gleamed with a cold light and said in a trembling voice.

"Who gave you permission to hit my brother, Luo Shisan?"

Luo Shisan's icy gaze was captivating, fixed intently on that face.

"Snapped!"

next moment!

A slap landed hard on Luo Shisi's face, and her delicate face instantly became red and swollen.

Her cultivation was suppressed by Qingyu, so she naturally couldn't use her true energy to protect herself at this moment. Moreover, Luo Shisan had used all his strength in this palm strike.

"Luo Shisan! I'm going to kill you! You dare hit me? You dare hit me?"

Luo Shisi felt a sharp pain on her face. Her expression froze for a moment, then she instantly became furious, roaring like a mad lion.

"So what if I hit you? I might even kill you."

Luo Shisan's eyes were lowered in a cold light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. There was no warmth in his smile, only a chilling killing intent.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of cold light appeared, and the icy tip of the sword was pressed firmly against Luo Shisi's throat.

The tip of the sword gleamed with a chilling light, as if ruthlessly announcing the approach of death.

At that moment, it seemed as if even the air itself had frozen. Feeling the sharp edge of the sword at her neck, Luo Shisi didn't even dare to swallow.

Death was so close to her at that moment that her blood seemed to freeze.

Her body froze on the spot, her mind went blank, and fear enveloped her like a giant net.

"You madman... Luo Shisan, if you dare to kill me, Father will never forgive you."

Luo Shisi then brought up Luo Tianyang in an attempt to calm her down.

Luo Shisan made no move, his cold and sinister gaze fixed on her.

His gaze was like a chilling light from hell, making Luo Shisi tremble with fear. In the end, she simply closed her eyes, unable to meet his gaze.

"Unlike you, I don't have a good father. I have nothing. I only have my younger brother. You can bully me, but if you bully my brother, I will really kill you."

Luo Shisan's tone was sinister and cold, each word seemingly carrying a thousand years of frost, sending chills down one's spine.

The next moment, the longsword was suddenly swung, and the wind howled.

Hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, Luo Shisi's body trembled violently. Then, a shrill scream rang in her ears, and she felt a warm sensation on her face.

She opened her eyes tremblingly, and upon seeing the scene before her, she almost fainted.

A maidservant was seen lying on the ground, clutching her neck and trembling, her throat slit by a sword.

Her eyes were filled with fear and despair, and she made a gurgling sound in her throat, but could no longer utter a complete sentence.

Blood instantly soaked a large area of ​​snow, the glaring red spreading across the pristine white ground, creating a shocking scene.

The blood on the three-foot-long sword instantly slid down the tip, like blood-red plum blossoms, both tragic and chilling.

"You're a madman, Luo Shisan."

Luo Shisi pointed at Luo Shisan with trembling fingers, as if she were meeting her younger sister for the first time.

Her lips trembled, and her eyes were filled with shock and fear.

Clang!

Luo Shisan plunged his three-foot-long sword into the thick snow and said coldly, "Don't look at me like that. If it happens again, I really will kill you."

Her voice was icy and chilling, like the biting wind of winter, sending shivers down one's spine.

"The gate is here; you don't need me to see you off."

Luo Shisan parted her lips slightly, her expression mocking, returning the humiliation Luo Shisi had inflicted a hundredfold.

This farce ended with the death of an insignificant maid.