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

A door separates the swirling snow, creating two worlds.

Inside the room, the gentle chirping of a nightingale filled the air, and warm breaths mingled between the two bodies.

"Brother Shen, Qinghan is no worse than my sister, so let's stay with Qinghan forever."

Fifth Qinghan bent over and looked down at Shen Shuchou, a charming blush appearing on her face.

The allure in her eyes seemed to steal Shen Shuchou's soul.

Shen Shuchou lay on the bed, helplessly watching those soft, boneless little hands roam freely.

"Brother Shen, why won't you open your eyes and look at Qinghan? Is Qinghan not beautiful enough? Or does Qinghan make Brother Shen uncomfortable?"

Fifth Qinghan parted her moist red lips slightly, and whispered sweetly in Shen Shuchou's ear.

The voice was like a spring breeze in March, carrying a hint of allure.

Shen Shuchou kept his lips tightly closed and remained silent.

The strange torment on his body came like a surging tide, disturbing his mind and making him feel like a lone boat adrift in a storm.

Seeing that Shen Shuchou remained silent, Fifth Qinghan mistakenly believed that he was thinking about his sister.

In an instant, the alluring charm on her stunningly beautiful face, like the bright moon obscured by dark clouds, turned into madness.

Her voice twisted in pain, sounding like a mournful wail from the depths of hell: "Why, why, why won't you open your eyes and look at me!"

"I want you to open your eyes and look at me properly!"

In that instant, an invisible storm suddenly raged through the room, which was filled with the allure of spring.

That irresistible force, like the pressure from an ancient deity, forced Shen Shuchou to slowly open his eyes.

What came into his view was a pure white expanse, even purer than falling snow.

However, unlike the coldness of falling snow, this white snow has a unique softness.

Two snow-capped peaks trembled gently in his eyes, as if telling of endless emotions.

"Brother Shen, look at Qinghan, don't you like her? Isn't she better than my sister?"

Fifth Qinghan cupped Shen Shuchou's face in her hands, and a charming smile reappeared on her face.

That smile was like a blooming poppy, beautiful yet tinged with danger.

Shen Shuchou looked at Fifth Qinghan, whose expression was changing rapidly, and felt helpless.

"Have you made enough of a scene?"

Shen Shuchou's expression was indifferent, and his voice was like an icicle in the cold night, devoid of any warmth.

Upon hearing this, Fifth Qinghan's originally charming smile faltered slightly.

But in an instant, that smile bloomed on her lips again, like spring flowers in full bloom.

"Whether it's enough or not, the choice has never been in Qinghan's hands, but is hidden deep in Brother Shen's heart."

She slowly sat up, her eyes filled with affection, like a crescent moon, and with a gentle smile, she said softly, "As long as Brother Shen's heart holds only Qinghan, that surpasses everything in the world. What could be insufficient?"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed, and her tone became sharp: "But Qinghan doesn't feel that she has a place in Brother Shen's heart."

"So, for your own selfish desires, you were even willing to kill your own sister?"

Shen Siyu's gaze was icy, piercing towards Fifth Qinghan like frost.

"hehe……"

Fifth Qinghan smiled in a twisted and eerie smile and said calmly, "Qinghan never truly intended to take my sister's life. But if I had to choose between my sister and my brother, I would eliminate my sister without hesitation."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou felt a bone-chilling coldness instantly engulf him like a surging tide.

The chill spread from the bottom of my heart to my whole body, and even the heat that had been burning inside me was completely extinguished by the chill.

Shen Shuchou was not unaware that Fifth Qinghan harbored morbid desires, but he never expected her to have gone to such extremes.

She was able to kill her own sister; her madness was something even Luo Shisan could not match.

At this moment, Shen Shuchou was in a difficult situation. His internal energy was sealed, and he could not even summon his clone.

Even if Qinghan can't win Shen-gege's heart in the end, at least for now, you belong only to me.

Fifth Qinghan completely disregarded Shen Shuchou's expression. In her distorted mind, Shen Shuchou was now hers to possess and had nothing to do with her sister anymore.

If my sister eventually finds this place, Fifth Qinghan will never give up Shen Shuchou.

At that time, she will personally destroy the man she loves but cannot have; if she cannot have his heart, her sister will not be able to touch it either.

In Shen Shuchou's icy, deep eyes, he saw the deranged Fifth Qinghan slowly lean down.

Her figure gradually enlarged until it filled his entire world, as if to swallow him into an endless abyss of darkness.

……

Time flies by, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Ever since Fifth Qinghan revealed his demonic power on his wedding day and kidnapped Shen Shuchou, the Shen family has been shrouded in a dark and oppressive atmosphere.

Among these, the changes in the fifth book are the most significant.

For the past two months, she has secluded herself in that bridal chamber, refusing to see anyone or eat anything.

The Blood Soul Transformation Pill's erosion of her soul made her already weak body even more overwhelmed.

She teetered on the brink of death several times, falling into a coma. It was only after Shen Xuejian expended a great deal of her inner energy to pull her back from the brink of death.

She has probably already perished in that bridal chamber without a groom.

At this moment, Fifth Shu Shuang, dressed in a red wedding gown, curled up at the foot of the bed, her phoenix coronet and wedding robes still on her head.

These days, she waited patiently, waiting for those destined hands to lift her veil.

"Brother Shen, where are you now?"

"Qinghan, why are you so cruel?"

"We're clearly sisters, as close as family..."

The fifth book was muttered to itself, its voice weak and sorrowful.

These days, Fifth Shushuang's thoughts always involuntarily drift back to that nightmarish day.

The changes in Fifth Qinghan, in particular, filled her with immense fear and a sense of alienation.

She was not unaware of her sister's feelings for Shen Shuchou. Originally, she planned to arrange a marriage between her sister and Shen Shuchou after she herself had been married for a while.

After all, sisters are of one heart, and she would naturally think of her younger sister as well.

But she never imagined that Fifth Qinghan would do something so heinous in order to possess Shen Shuchou.

If her younger sister truly wanted to have Shen Shuchou all to herself, she was willing to step aside.

She was the older sister, and all she wanted was for her younger sister, who had always liked to lock herself in her room, to be truly happy.

However, Fifth Qinghan's extreme actions made her feel an unprecedented fear.

Now, she doesn't know where her sister is, nor does she know whether Shen Shuchou is safe.

Just as Fifth Shu Shuang was immersed in a whirlpool of thoughts, a figure silently appeared in front of her.

As if sensing something, Fifth Book Shuang slightly raised her head, revealing a pair of exquisitely beautiful yet bloodshot eyes beneath her phoenix coronet and wedding robes.

Shen Xuejian could clearly see that there were still wet tear stains deep in her eyes, indicating that Fifth Shushuang had cried not long ago.

Shen Xuejian gently squatted down and slowly enveloped her body with a wisp of divine consciousness.

She would come to check on Fifth Shushuang's physical condition every day without fail.

When Shen Xuejian saw the condition inside the Fifth Book's body, her brows furrowed tightly.

At this moment, Fifth Shushuang's soul was like a candle flame in a storm, in an extremely unstable state, and could be extinguished and dissipated at any time.

The demonic energy belonging to Fifth Qinghan lingered in her body like a maggot clinging to her soul, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

If this demonic energy cannot be dispelled in time, Fifth Shushuang will surely perish, ending up in a miserable state of complete annihilation.

This demonic energy was extremely strange and was by no means an ordinary thing. It was not something that Shen Xuejian could easily dispel with her true energy alone.

It seemed to have its own will, and even profound cultivation alone could not defeat it.

"have eaten."

Shen Xuejian simply transferred some true energy into the pill, then took out a pill and handed it to Fifth Shushuang.

Fifth Shushuang didn't take it immediately. Her voice trembled, filled with a mixture of expectation and fear as she asked, "Is there any news about Qinghan and my husband?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Xuejian fell silent for a moment, and that brief silence seemed to stretch on indefinitely.

Fifth Shushuang looked at her without saying a word, and already knew the answer in her heart.

Her already haggard face now appeared even more tragically beautiful with despair.

For two whole months, there has been not a single piece of news about Fifth Qinghan and Shen Shuchou, as if they had vanished from the face of the earth.

"Don't worry! Shu Chou will be fine. I will definitely find him."

Shen Xuejian offered a soft word of comfort, her words carrying a hint of certainty.

Fifth Shu Shuang nodded slightly, but then suddenly asked, "If we find my husband, could you spare Qing Han's life?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Xuejian narrowed her eyes slightly, a complex emotion flashing in her gaze. She spoke softly, "She ruined your wedding and stole your husband. Don't you hate her? Don't you want to kill her?"

Fifth Shu Shuang slowly shook her head, her tone calm and firm: "She's just being immature. After all, I'm the older sister. How can an older sister hate her younger sister?"

Upon hearing this answer, Shen Xuejian was taken aback, then a mocking smile appeared on her lips: "You two sisters are really like a pair of freaks. One wants to kill her sister and take her place, while the other is pleading for her and protecting her."

Fifth Shu Shuang did not respond to these sarcastic words. In her heart, whether she hated or not was no longer the most important thing.

As she said, she is the older sister, and she is willing to do things that are difficult for others to understand. She only hopes that Qinghan can be safe and sound.

"She is a demon, and demons must die. Even if I don't kill her, other cultivators will."

Seeing that Shen Xue coldly uttered those words, she turned to leave.

However, at that moment, Fifth Shu Shuang gently pulled her hand.

Shen Xuejian turned around and saw that Fifth Shushuang staggered up from the foot of the bed.

She looked directly at Shen Xuejian, her pale lips moving slightly: "I want to cultivate."

Shen Xuejian instantly understood her meaning; she wanted her to teach her cultivation.

In truth, Shen Xuejian did not want to agree from the bottom of her heart, but before she could refuse, Fifth Shushuang's voice came into her ears again: "I want to be able to protect my husband in the future."

These words concerned Shen Shuchou, and Shen Xuejian's initial firm refusal actually subsided slightly.

"Cultivation requires talent."

Shen Xuejian said.

"If Qinghan can do it, so can I."

Fifth Book Shuang changed his previous dejected state, and his tone was filled with an undeniable confidence.

"good!"

Shen Xuejian said no more and nodded slightly.

He then turned and left the room.

Fifth Shushuang turned around and sat on the bed, gazing at the empty bridal chamber without the groom.

She lowered her eyes slightly and murmured, "Qinghan, I hope you haven't hurt my husband, otherwise I will never be able to forgive you."