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

For Xiao Jiang Qianqiu, from the moment she was born, she seemed to be tightly shrouded in the dark web of fate, foreshadowing a life journey full of suffering and sorrow.

Jiang's mother passed away with resentment amidst the mournful cries of her newborn daughter, leaving the young life to struggle alone in the world.

A year later, on a gloomy day, Jiang's father tragically fell off a cliff, leaving no hope of finding his remains.

Jiangjia Village, which had once enjoyed good weather and abundant harvests, was suddenly subjected to inhumane burning, killing, and looting by bandits.

Even the uncle who adopted Jiang Qianqiu with a kind heart was brutally murdered by bandits in this catastrophe, becoming an innocent soul.

From then on, the labels of "rumor" and "inauspicious woman," filled with malice and curses, were mercilessly affixed to Jiang Qianqiu, who was still ignorant and innocent at the time.

But should these successive tragic events really be attributed to a young child who knows nothing about the world?

Perhaps, this is just a heartbreaking coincidence.

Or perhaps, this is the merciless and cruel shackle of fate that is hard to break free from.

But after that nightmarish moment, Jiang Qianqiu began her long and miserable three or four years.

During those dark years, she never felt the warmth of her father's and mother's love and their tender care.

She had no clothes to keep out the cold, and every night she could only curl up in a cold, icy corner, without a warm blanket to give her warmth and comfort.

Even a decent, satisfying meal that would fill her stomach has become an unattainable luxury.

She was like a fragile blade of grass struggling desperately in a storm, isolated and helpless, yet tenaciously fighting against fate.

Until later... when she was in the deepest abyss of despair, she met that person.

The man who gently said he would take care of her was also the most respected and beloved man in her life.

Jiang Qianqiu originally thought that she would live the rest of her life with her husband in peace and tranquility, until one day she would become his wife and give birth to his lovely little son.

However, the final outcome was a blow to Jiang Qianqiu no less than that dark and hopeless period of his life, and perhaps even worse.

Fortunately, Jiang Qianqiu eventually traversed countless realms and endured numerous hardships before finally finding his teacher, who was still a teenager.

Jiang Qianqiu truly believed that this time she could finally possess Mr. and keep him tightly by her side.

However, one after another, stunningly beautiful women, no less beautiful than her, appeared, ruthlessly shattering Jiang Qianqiu's unrealistic fantasies and pushing her to the brink of despair once again.

But for Jiang Qianqiu now, those past events are no longer important; here, no one can compete with her for the position of teacher.

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Winter mornings are undoubtedly the coldest time of day.

Although the heavy snow has stopped, the bone-chilling cold in the air lingers like a stubborn ghost.

At this time, most people in Blackrock Town were still immersed in their warm and comfortable bedding, lingering in that moment of warmth and unwilling to get up.

But in one small courtyard, wisps of smoke were already rising early.

The wisps of smoke rose slowly in the cold air, as if carrying some warm hope, adding a touch of warmth to this icy world.

"Sir...Sir..."

From the room behind the courtyard, a series of urgent calls could be heard.

Jiang Qianqiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and one small hand groped around haphazardly, as if trying to grab something.

Deng Deng Deng!

"What's wrong? The master is here."

Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out, like the rising sun casting a warm ray of sunlight.

Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Qianqiu slowly opened her eyes, with tears glistening in them.

Looking at Shen Shuchou, who was as gentle as a spring breeze, Jiang Qianqiu couldn't stop the tears from flowing from the corners of her eyes. She crawled out of the quilt and threw herself into his broad and warm chest.

"What's wrong!" Shen Shuchou asked with concern, puzzled.

Xiao Jiang Qianqiu didn't say anything, she just kept sniffling her cute little nose, and before long, the tip of her nose started to turn red.

Shen Shuchou didn't press further, but simply tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer to his chest.

After a long while, Xiao Jiang Qianqiu slightly raised her reddened eyes and said in a voice barely audible, "Sir, will you abandon Qianqiu again?"

Jiang Qianqiu met his gaze with her clear eyes, hoping to find a definite answer in Shen Shuchou's eyes.

Shen Shuchou was slightly taken aback, his heart filled with confusion, wondering what Jiang Qianqiu meant by "again".

But he still gently comforted her in an incredibly tender voice, "Since you've decided to raise Qianqiu, how could you bear to abandon her?"

"Will we move?"

Jiang Qianqiu continued to press for answers.

She could keenly detect even the slightest change in Shen Shuchou's demeanor.

"Why would you choose to move when you're living comfortably?"

Shen Shuchou was even more puzzled, and said with a slight frown.

Seeing Shen Shuchou's puzzled expression, Jiang Qianqiu felt a strange ripple in her heart.

Could it be that all of that was just a dream? The development here won't follow the same path as in the dream.

Jiang Qianqiu fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong! Did you have a nightmare?"

Shen Shuchou seemed to have guessed what the girl was thinking and asked patiently.

"Um!"

Xiao Jiang Qianqiu gave a soft "hmm" in a nasal voice.

"Dreams are all fake," Shen Shuchou said with a smile.

"Is this gentleman real? Is this place real?"

Jiang Qianqiu's uneasy emotions rippled through her words.

"What are you saying, little girl! Of course I'm telling the truth, it's as true as you can possibly be, and everything here is true too."

Shen Shuchou smiled slightly.

Having received the answer she had longed for, Jiang Qianqiu's face instantly blossomed into a bright and happy smile, as radiant as the sun.

"Alright! Chiaki must be hungry by now! Hurry up and get dressed, let's eat."

Shen Shuchou spoke gently, and then turned to leave. However, his large hand was tightly grasped by a small hand. Although the small hand was small, it contained a firm strength.

"No! Chiaki wants you to dress me, sir."

Jiang Qianqiu said in a sweet voice, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou's lips curled into a doting smile. He then picked up the neatly folded new clothes and patiently helped Jiang Qianqiu put them on one by one.

During this time, Jiang Qianqiu's eyes never left Shen Shuchou's face, his gaze filled with deep dependence and undisguised joy.

At this moment, Jiang Qianqiu had completely come to regard it as an illusory dream.

Now, all she wants is to live a good life with her husband; she asks for nothing more.

But three days later, the sudden arrival of an uninvited guest ruthlessly shattered Jiang Qianqiu's beautiful dreams.

It was a morning as usual. In these days, Xiao Jiang Qianqiu had not slept in the room that Shen Shuchou had carefully arranged for her.

Instead, she always clung to Shen Shuchou and slept together. Now, even in the morning, she would drag Shen Shuchou to sleep in with her.

Jiang Qianqiu had already woken up and was curled up like a kitten, lying comfortably in Shen Shuchou's arms.

She also placed one of his hands on her slender, soft waist.

Boom boom boom!

At this incredibly warm and cozy moment, there was a sudden, urgent knocking at the door outside the courtyard.

Upon hearing this voice, Shen Shuchou was about to get up, but Jiang Qianqiu stopped him.

"Sir, don't worry about that!"

Jiang Qianqiu's voice was languid with a hint of dissatisfaction, her tone full of resentment at the interrupted intimate moment.

"Since you're awake, it would be best to go and see her. If we pretend we didn't hear her, wouldn't that be too disrespectful?"

Shen Shuchou smiled gently and said, then gently comforted Jiang Qianqiu, "Qianqiu, go to sleep and we'll talk when the master comes back."

"Alright! Then you'd better hurry, sir."

Jiang Qianqiu snorted and muttered something.

The gentleman remained as gentle and polite as ever, so she stopped bothering him.

Shen Shuchou carefully lifted a corner of the quilt and then quickly crawled out, fearing that a wisp of cold air might sneak into the warm bed and make him shiver from the cold.

He simply put on a coat, stepped over the threshold, and went outside.

The person outside heard footsteps and stopped knocking.

Because of the biting chill of the early morning, Shen Shuchou moved with lightning speed, taking three steps at a time, and quickly arrived at the door.

As the tightly closed door slowly opened to both sides, a figure clearly came into his view.

Shen Shuchou's expression froze for a moment.

Standing in front of the door was a voluptuous woman wearing a white cheongsam.

What's most surprising is that she has long, snow-white hair that falls smoothly over her shoulders.

That stunningly beautiful face had a pair of narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes with slightly upturned corners.

She seemed like a serene goddess from the heavens, perfectly blending with the swirling snow, yet exuding a captivating and alluring charm.

For a moment, Shen Shuchou was completely mesmerized.

Similarly, the woman was also gazing intently at Shen Shuchou.