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

Shen Shuchou instinctively thought he must have misheard, and his handsome face was instantly filled with astonishment.

Simply because he didn't recognize the graceful woman in front of him at all.

Shen Shuchou composed himself, coughed lightly, and said, "Miss, you must have mistaken me for someone else. We've never met before, so how could there be any talk of marriage?"

Upon hearing this, Shan Mengsheng lightly bit her luscious red lips and said in a voice as melodious as a nightingale, "You don't recognize me, but I recognize you. My name is Shan Mengsheng."

These words were spoken.

Shen Shuchou's memory was instantly pulled back to three years ago, when Shen Zhoucheng mentioned that the Shan family intended to arrange a marriage between him and Shan Mengsheng, the youngest daughter of the Shan family.

However, this matter has long since faded away like smoke in the wind. Shen Shuchou is unwilling to even marry Wu Shushuang, let alone anyone else.

"So it's Miss Shan."

Shen Shuchou clasped his hands slightly and bowed.

But in the next second, Shan Mengsheng's delicate body suddenly took a step forward.

She was already petite, and now, facing the eight-foot-tall Shen Shuchou, she created a rather peculiar situation.

Dan Mengsheng's chest almost touched Shen Shuchou's chest, her towering breasts seemed about to break free of their restraints. She tilted her head slightly and looked directly into Shen Shuchou's eyes.

Shen Shuchou subconsciously took a small step back, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

He coughed lightly and said, "Miss Shan, please have some self-respect."

Unmoved, Shan Mengsheng moved closer, her tone both playful and earnest as she asked, "So, why won't Young Master Shen marry me?"

Shen Shuchou frowned, his expression becoming increasingly troubled. "Miss Shan, please don't do this. The past is the past. I hope you won't dwell on it."

At this moment, the surrounding guests all turned their heads, whispered among themselves, and started talking in hushed tones.

Shen Xuejian, high above the sky, frowned deeply. In the next instant, she suddenly sensed a faint but palpable killing intent.

She turned her head sharply, following the murderous intent, and finally her gaze settled on a room in the east courtyard.

Shen Xuejian recognized the room as the residence of Fifth Qinghan, but why was there such murderous intent emanating from it?

What puzzled Shen Xuejian the most was that this killing intent was somewhat similar to that of the demonic cultivator she had encountered the previous night.

At this moment, even Shan Chi, who had been silent all along, subtly smiled, glancing sideways.

"Alright, Mengsheng, stop fooling around. I'll find you a suitable husband later."

Just as Shen Shuchou was in a dilemma, Shan Shuo's calm voice slowly came over.

Dan Mengsheng finally gave up, but before leaving, she still playfully said, "If Young Master Shen is interested, Mengsheng is willing to steal him away from the wedding."

Shen Shuchou frowned deeply, offering no response, but his expression grew increasingly somber.

Afterwards, almost all the distinguished guests had arrived, and everyone followed Shen Zhoucheng to begin the banquet.

Time passed quietly, and the fifth sister in the room became increasingly nervous, both of them lost in thought.

Finally, as dusk approached, at the moment of transition between day and night, symbolizing the harmony of yin and yang, the wedding ceremony officially began.

Shen Shuchou was dressed in a bright red wedding robe. He was tall and handsome, but his face was slightly cold.

The fifth book features a double phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, her beautiful face veiled by a red scarf, her figure graceful.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

The Master of Ceremonies' voice was loud and solemn.

The two stood side by side, bowing respectfully to heaven and earth. A gentle breeze blew, causing their clothes to flutter, as if they were making a vow to heaven and earth to stay together for life.

"Bowing to the parents a second time!"

They turned to face their elders in the hall and bowed deeply. The elders smiled, their eyes full of blessings and expectations.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Shen Shuchou and Wu Shushuang stood facing each other. In this solemn moment, the surrounding noise seemed to gradually fade away.

They slowly bent down, their eyes meeting beneath the red scarf, a mixture of shyness, anticipation, and uncertainty about the future.

After the three bows were completed, Fifth Qinghan walked over gracefully and helped Fifth Shushuang into the carefully decorated bridal chamber.

As the groom, Shen Shuchou still needed to stay outside with the distinguished guests, so he did not go inside immediately.

Back in the room, Fifth Qinghan looked at her sister sitting on the bed. Her eyes showed only a brief struggle before returning to calm.

She slowly took out the pill from her bosom, and then whispered, "Sister."

"What's wrong?"

Fifth Book Shuang was unaware of what was about to happen and simply responded gently.

The moment she finished speaking, she suddenly felt weak and powerless, and the scene before her eyes quickly became blurry.

"What...what happened to me...?"

Fifth Shu Shuang hurriedly rubbed her forehead and said.

"Sister, would you like to rest in another room first?"

Fifth Qinghan remained unmoved, his eyes calmly fixed on her.

"No, I still need to complete the wedding ceremony with Brother Shen."

Fifth Shu Shuang felt as if she was about to fall at any moment, but she still tried her best to hold on and complete the final ceremony with Shen Shu Chou.

However, the next moment, Fifth Qinghan's voice rang in her ears again. Although the voice was not loud, it startled her.

"It's alright, sister. I'll make this marriage happen for you."

Fifth Qinghan sat down beside her and spoke softly.

"Qinghan, what exactly do you mean by these words?"

Fifth Book Shuang looked puzzled.

But Fifth Qinghan clearly didn't want to say too much to her. A resolute look flashed in her beautiful eyes, and the mysterious Blood Soul Transformation Pill in her hand was instantly enveloped by a powerful burst of true energy.

Without hesitation, Fifth Qinghan swiftly pushed the pill, enveloped in true energy, directly towards Fifth Shushuang's brow.

At this very moment, Wu Shushuang also removed the phoenix-winged crown, hoping to relieve the discomfort in her head.

Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw this breathtaking scene.

Her face instantly turned to utter astonishment, her beautiful eyes widening in disbelief and terror: "Qinghan, what is this?"

Fifth Qinghan seemed not to hear her sister's surprised question, but stared intently at Fifth Shushuang, who was in a state of panic.

Her tone was as cold as frost in the dead of winter: "Sister, you once said that no matter what I do, you won't blame me. Don't worry, a good night's sleep will make everything alright."

"Qinghan, what exactly is that thing? I'm your older sister..."

Fifth Shu Shuang was both surprised and anxious, her voice trembling as she spoke very quickly.

However, before she could finish speaking, she was ruthlessly interrupted by Fifth Qinghan's cold and resolute voice: "Who knows? After tonight, I will be the elder sister, the one who can marry Brother Shen, and you will become Fifth Qinghan."

"I have another pill like this here. When Brother Shen comes, I will make him lose some of his memories, just like you. At that time, no one else will know the truth except me."

Fifth Qinghan became more and more excited and frantic as she spoke.

Her once beautiful face was now flushed with a sickly redness due to extreme desire and obsession, making her look incredibly distorted and ferocious.

"you……"

Upon hearing these words, Fifth Book Shuang felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck her mind.

He stood frozen in place like a wooden or clay sculpture, his limbs seemingly frozen and unable to move an inch.

Her younger sister actually tried to replace her, but she had clearly promised her that she could get Shen Shuchou to marry her in a little while.

But why is she in such a hurry?

"Sister, what I want is not to share, but to enjoy it all to myself, so you won't blame me, right?"

Fifth Qinghan seemed to see right through her, and spoke calmly.

In that instant, it was as if all the strength had been drained from Fifth Shushuang's body, and she collapsed to the ground, limp and powerless.

Her eyes were empty and lifeless. Her once bright and lively eyes had lost all their luster, like two dry wells, staring blankly at the familiar yet utterly unfamiliar Fifth Qinghan.

Her lips were tightly closed, devoid of color, and her face was as pale as paper. Her delicate features were now filled with despair and disbelief.

His brows were furrowed, and his nostrils trembled slightly, yet he still didn't utter a single word of complaint or blame; he simply remained as if he had lost his soul.

He stared at her blankly and vacantly, as if trying to etch the person in front of him deeply into his heart.