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

Sunlight filters through the lush, verdant forest, refracting like golden threads, and finally scattering in scattered patches onto the clear stream winding through the green hills and forests.

A gentle breeze caresses the weeping willows by the stream, their tender branches swaying in the wind like graceful green ribbons dancing in the breeze.

On the banks of this picturesque stream, two figures, one tall and one short, stand side by side.

Among them, the young man dressed in pure white, his eyes fixed on the green hills and clear waters, slowly revealing a complex expression.

The little girl, who looked about seven or eight years old, standing next to the young man, had a look of nostalgia and longing on her face.

once Upon a time!

The two people, one big and one small, who lived here also visited this place.

These two were Shen Shuchou and Jiang Qianqiu.

Jiang Qianqiu did not immediately agree to Shen Shuchou's request to return to the mortal world, but instead pleaded with him to stay with her for a while.

Jiang Qianqiu knew in his heart that once he returned to the real world, all the beauty in his consciousness would vanish.

Therefore, she longed to spend a few more days with her husband and retrace the paths they had walked together in the past.

Under Jiang Qianqiu's persistent entreaties, Shen Shuchou finally nodded in agreement.

The lush forest here was merely a brief stop for Jiang Qianqiu when he left Blackstone Town at the age of eight and headed to the capital.

Under the influence of her powerful force, the flow of time here was reversed. What seemed like several years had passed in an instant.

Even if you stay here for a year, it's only a few hours in reality.

"Sir, do you remember what Chiaki said here back then, and what you said to Chiaki?"

Jiang Qianqiu gazed at the gently flowing stream before her and murmured softly.

Shen Shuchou remained silent to the side. How could he possibly remember such a long period of time?

Unable to receive a reply from Shen Shuchou, Jiang Qianqiu's eyes dimmed slightly, but the dimming was fleeting.

Jiang Qianqiu walked slowly to Shen Shuchou, then pressed her petite body close to him and nestled her head in his arms.

She tilted her head slightly, looked at Shen Shuchou's chin, and said, "Qianqiu said this place was beautiful, and Qianqiu liked it very much."

Shen Shuchou remained silent. Although he had promised Jiang Qianqiu that he would stay with her for a few days, his mind was elsewhere.

At this moment, he was completely unaware of the actual situation between Luo Shisan and Pei Rou, and how the entire city of Su was simply unable to withstand their wanton antics.

Without me around, who knows how far they'll go? Perhaps the only good news is that Fox White has returned.

With Hu Baibai around, the situation might improve slightly, but it wouldn't completely put his mind at ease.

"Sir, you told me back then that if I liked it, I could stay a little longer."

"But in Chiaki's eyes at the time, no matter how beautiful this place was, it was not home."

Jiang Qianqiu's voice trembled as it rang out repeatedly in his arms. The word "home" seemed to pierce through the flesh and blood of his chest, directly touching his ever-beating heart.

Shen Shuchou finally lowered his eyes and met Jiang Qianqiu's gaze, which was now filled with tears.

"So, sir, could you possibly keep only Chiaki in your heart for a while? Could you stay with Chiaki for a few days?"

Jiang Qianqiu looked into Shen Shuchou's eyes, her voice choked with emotion, filled with endless anticipation and vulnerability.

"good!"

This time, Shen Shuchou did not remain silent. Instead, his gaze was firm, and he answered without hesitation.

The suffering and love of a thousand autumns are all inextricably linked to him.

He knew his importance in Qianqiu's heart and understood the preciousness of this deep affection.

Since that's the case, let's put aside all the outside noise and worries for now, and wholeheartedly spend some time with Qianqiu.

Upon receiving the man's reply, Jiang Qianqiu's eyes, which had been brimming with tears, instantly lit up with a look of surprise.

She immediately reached out and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her movements hurried, as if afraid that this happy moment would be lost because of the blurring of tears.

Immediately afterwards, a bright and beautiful smile appeared on her face, as radiant as spring flowers in bloom.

In the days that followed, Shen Shuchou and Jiang Qianqiu strolled hand in hand amidst the green hills and clear waters.

In the early morning, they greeted the first rays of sunlight, listened together to the birds’ clear chirping, and felt the gentle breeze caressing their cheeks.

In the afternoon, they leaned against a big tree by the stream. Jiang Qianqiu rested her head on Shen Shuchou's shoulder and told him about her childhood. Shen Shuchou listened with a smile, occasionally chiming in with a few words, his eyes full of affection.

As evening fell, they stood side by side on the mountaintop, watching the sunset slowly sink and paint the sky a brilliant orange-red. Jiang Qianqiu held Shen Shuchou's hand tightly, as if afraid that this beautiful moment would slip away.

At night, under the influence of Jiang Qianqiu's power, the sky was dotted with stars. They lay on the soft grass, gazing up at the vast starry sky.

Jiang Qianqiu would point to the stars in the sky and talk about her dreams, while Shen Shuchou would gently hold her hand and give her a silent answer.

During these past few days, Shen Shuchou's heart was only filled with Jiang Qianqiu. He tried his best to feel her joys and sorrows and used his companionship to make up for the loss in his heart.

A few days later, Jiang Qianqiu and Shen Shuchou slowly stepped out of the small temple in the woods and embarked on their journey to the capital.

It was in front of this temple that his fate took a turn, and it was here that he met the Wen sisters, but this time they did not reappear.

Jiang Qianqiu somehow acquired a carriage, just like before. Shen Shuchou skillfully drove the carriage in front, while Jiang Qianqiu chattered incessantly beside him, like a cheerful little bird.

Listening to Xiao Jiang Qianqiu's chattering, time seemed to fly by, and soon the two of them stepped into the capital of Tianwu Zhenshi once again.

Under Xiao Jiang Qianqiu's control, no one dared to stop them.

As the carriage stepped through Kyoto's majestic gates, the bustling and magnificent scenery inside unfolded like a splendid painting.

What remains the same is that the place is crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, and the streets are filled with the loud and desperate cries of various vendors.

The carriage slowly weaved through the crowd. Xiao Jiang Qianqiu's eyes lit up for a moment as she looked around with great interest at the dazzling array of snacks.

Shen Shuchou noticed this scene and couldn't help but chuckle.

This world is clearly a construct of your consciousness; if you want to eat it, just conjure it up directly.

But Shen Shuchou also understood that what Xiao Jiang Qianqiu longed for was precisely that process of acquiring it, and that he was indispensable in this process.

Although he found it somewhat amusing, Shen Shuchou still gradually slowed down the carriage's pace.

Sure enough, the smaller version of Jiang Qianqiu turned her head and looked at him with longing, her big eyes clear and bright, sparkling with light.

"What would you like to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Shen Shuchou reached out and gently rubbed Jiang Qianqiu's head, smiling slightly.

"Then what does Chiaki want to eat?"

Jiang Qianqiu squinted her eyes contentedly and pointed to a pastry vendor on the side.

Shen Shuchou subconsciously reached into his pocket and, sure enough, heard the crisp sound of silver coins clinking together.

A moment later!

Holding the pastries in her hands, Xiao Jiang Qianqiu began to savor them with a look of pure delight, leaving quite a few crumbs around her mouth.

Jiang Qianqiu didn't forget to offer Shen Shuchou a bite to try. And so, the two of them ate while driving the carriage slowly toward the capital.

Midway, the carriage passed by the Wen family mansion. Shen Shuchou glanced at it slightly and saw that the vermilion gate was tightly closed, and there was not even a guard in front of it.

With just one glance, Shen Shuchou withdrew his gaze. The carriage beneath him continued its journey for a while before finally stopping in front of a mansion.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Jiang Qianqiu eagerly grabbed Shen Shuchou's hand and rushed inside.