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

The carriage once again traveled through the swirling, falling snow.

This time, however, the relentless pursuers behind them had disappeared, replaced by a young man in white driving a car.

Inside the carriage, two pretty girls who looked exactly alike were each preoccupied with their own thoughts, and the surroundings were quiet.

Is his name Shen Shuchou? That's a rather nice name.

Will he... really become my husband?

Dressed in a white dress, Fifth Shu Shuang's thoughts drifted, and she couldn't help but recall the name on that marriage contract, her heart pounding as if a deer were running wild.

The thought of the other person's ethereal figure amidst the vast snowfield instantly flushed the girl's pretty face like the sunset, a blush as delicate and alluring as a blooming peach blossom.

Fourteen years old is the beautiful age when a young girl's feelings begin to stir.

Which girl hasn't fantasized that in her darkest hour of despair, a handsome hero would descend from the sky and rescue her from her misery?

And now, this dreamlike scene seems to have truly descended upon me.

Fifth Shushuang's heart was like a lake tossed with pebbles, rippling with beautiful waves that were difficult to calm down for a long time.

On the other side, Fifth Qinghan, dressed in blue, still kept her small head down, but her peripheral vision seemed to be staring at the curtain being blown by the strong wind in front of her.

During this brief moment of respite, her gaze could vaguely catch a glimpse of Shen Shuchou's tall and straight back.

Her little mind was still replaying Shen Shuchou's exceptionally handsome face. She had been hiding in the secret compartment from the beginning and was completely unaware of everything that was happening outside.

They had no idea where this handsome, otherworldly young man in white came from, or where he was taking them.

Thinking this, she gently turned her head, preparing to ask her sister beside her, but was surprised to find that her sister was also looking down.

The only difference is that at this moment, the older sister's face is flushed with a rosy blush.

Even her crystal-clear earlobes and slender, fair neck were like that, as if they were dyed by the magnificent clouds at the horizon.

A glint of curiosity suddenly flashed in Fifth Qinghan's melancholy eyes, which were as deep as a pool. Her heart was filled with doubts, and she had no idea what her sister's situation was.

She carefully poked Fifth Shushuang's delicate, jade-like face with her pink little hand, and asked with curiosity and concern, "Sister, are you sick?"

"what!"

Fifth Shu Shuang's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Fifth Qing Han's sudden action, and she couldn't help but let out a gasp from her cherry-like lips.

She turned her head to look at Fifth Qinghan, who had a concerned expression, gently took her hand, and said softly, "Sister is not sick."

"oh!"

Fifth Qinghan responded softly, her voice like a murmur in the breeze, fleeting in an instant.

She immediately fell silent again, though she vaguely felt that she wanted to ask her sister something, but then forgot.

Fifth Qinghan was not troubled by this, as this problem had been with her for more than ten years.

She's been like this since she was little, easily forgetting things. What she was thinking about one second might be completely forgotten the next, and she doesn't know when she'll remember it again.

The sound of wind and snow outside the car seemed clearer, but the atmosphere inside the car was somewhat subtle.

Fifth Shu Shuang quietly lifted a corner of the curtain in the car window, her gaze falling on the back of the young man in white.

She silently looked forward to the future, wondering what kind of person this unfamiliar husband was.

This mixture of expectation and confusion left her feeling restless for a long time.

The carriage traveled through the wind and snow, carrying the girls' secrets and heading towards an unknown distance.

The weariness that came from the long escape gradually washed over me like a tide during this tranquil, poetic time.

Before they knew it, the girls snuggled together and drifted off into a sweet slumber.

Behind the carriage curtain, Shen Shuchou, dressed in white, listened to the girl's soft, gentle breathing, and a faint, warm smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

For him, this was a completely new life, a new bond of affection, and a new predetermined destiny.

Name: Shen Shuchou.

Identity: The third young master of the Shen family, a member of the Death Court, and one of the four Dark Venerables, the Hidden Venerable.

Cultivation level: Peak Mahayana stage.

World: The Fifth Generation.

Female lead: Fifth Book Shuang.

Shen Shuchou stared intently at the cultivation level displayed on the panel, his heart filled with sighs. The cultivation level bestowed upon him by the system in this life was so profound and mysterious.

Unfortunately, this astonishing and awe-inspiring cultivation did not reside in his own body, but rather in another version of himself meticulously crafted by the power of the system.

At this moment, he could only rely on his other self to mobilize and unleash a fraction of this vast and boundless power.

At the same time, he also has two completely different identities.

Firstly, there was the elegant third young master of the Shen family in Fangzhou City, whose primary goal was to provide Fifth Shushuang with a place to stay.

The second is the Hidden Venerable, one of the Dark Venerables in the Demonic Sect's Death Court, a sect that strikes fear into the hearts of countless people on the You Tan Continent.

Moreover, Shen Shuchou knew perfectly well that the enemy that led to the downfall of the Fifth Family originated from the Death Court.

The most crucial intention is focused on their dual-body soul.

Even in that snowy field just now, Shen Shuchou clearly felt that someone was secretly watching, and that person was undoubtedly from the Death Court.

As for why they haven't shown themselves, it's simply because they're wary of their own strength.

My act of bringing them back to the Shen family will surely be noticed by the Death Court, which will inevitably lead to a lot of trouble and problems.

It is highly likely that they will be attacked by the Death Court members the very night they step into the Shen family.

At this moment, his Death Court clone comes into play, firstly to protect the Fifth Book Twins in the initial stage, and secondly to become the cornerstone of their revenge.

In other words, his Death Court identity will teach them the methods of cultivation.

However, the chosen person was not Fifth Shushuang, but the seemingly timid and cowardly Fifth Qinghan.

As for why the system didn't directly bestow this cultivation upon him, the system never provided any explanation.

The system might simply want him to accompany them attentively, or it might want him to die more easily later, or it might simply be forming some kind of resonance with their dual souls.

But in any case, this life has only just begun.

Before they knew it, the carriage slowly arrived at a city gate, where the three large characters "Fangzhou City" were clearly visible on the plaque above.

Armored soldiers guarded both the city gate and the area in front of it, and outsiders had to pay silver to enter the city.

But Shen Shuchou didn't need to do that. His identity as the third young master of the Shen family was known to everyone. The Shen family was a well-known and prestigious family in the city, and even the city lord had a close relationship with them.

As the carriage entered the city, despite the heavy snowfall, the streets remained bustling and lively.

Shops lined both sides of the street, one next to the other.

The shop signs swayed gently in the wind, as if warmly beckoning passersby. The street was bustling with pedestrians, some hurrying along, others strolling leisurely.

The shouts of the vendors were incessant, rising and falling in waves.

The steaming hot food stalls are filled with enticing aromas that make your mouth water.

The children chased and played happily in the snow, their clear laughter like melodious musical notes leaping in the air.

Even though the falling snowflakes caused some obstacles to travel, it did not dampen people's spirits at all. On the contrary, it added a touch of warmth and poetry to the lively scene.

Inside the carriage, the girl was gradually awakened by the cacophony of noise from the outside world.

"I'm awake! We'll be home soon."

Just as Wu Shushuang gently rubbed her sleepy eyes, Shen Shuchou's voice rang in her ears.

Fifth Shu Shuang hurriedly wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, feeling a pang of embarrassment. While others were still struggling to drive, she was sound asleep.

"Young master, you have traveled a long and arduous journey. I am truly grateful and have no way to repay you."

Fifth Book Shuang said softly.

"It's alright, after all, you're my betrothed."

Shen Shuchou merely smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Fifth Sister's delicate face was instantly flushed with a blush.

Even though the wind and snow were raging outside and the cold current was surging, she felt as if she were in a blazing furnace, and the blush on her face never stopped for a moment.

Fifth Shu Shuang was so shy that she didn't know what to say. Then she noticed someone staring at her. She turned her head and saw that Fifth Qing Han had woken up at some point.

Those slightly melancholy eyes stared intently at him, and at that moment, Fifth Qinghan finally understood why her sister always had a blush on her face.

The man said that his sister was his betrothed.

But when did my sister get married?

Fifth Qinghan withdrew her gaze and looked at Shen Shuchou, who was driving in front, her small head seemingly lost in thought.