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

Fifth Shu Shuang was filled with complex emotions regarding the opportunity that Fox White had deliberately created tonight.

I am grateful for Hu Baibai's thoughtfulness, but I can't help feeling nervous and uneasy.

For her, tonight was by no means an ordinary night of solitude.

In her heart, tonight felt more like a long-awaited wedding night.

After all, although she and Shen Shuchou were husband and wife in name, they had never consummated their marriage.

Unlike the Fifth Qinghan in her heart, she was not extremely insane and morbid.

He would stop at nothing to get Shen Shuchou, even his own sister, and would kill her.

Unlike Hu Baibai, who was born with a seductive charm that captivated hearts with every smile and frown, she could make the surrounding air enchanting simply by the smile that lifted the corners of her eyes.

Even Jiang Qianqiu, who is easily angered, can obtain Shen Shuchou without any scruples.

Looking at himself, he always seemed to be separated from Shen Shuchou by a subtle distance.

But this was not because she was powerless, but rather because of her unique personality.

Born into a prominent family, the etiquette and rules he received from childhood were already ingrained in his bones.

Even though she was overflowing with love, she always retained a sense of reserve and shyness ingrained in her bones.

This makes her expression of emotions always more reserved and subtle.

But now, Fox White has given her a chance to be alone with her husband again.

This time, no matter what she faces, she is determined to break through the thin veil of mystery between them.

"Hehe... Sister, if you're not confident, why not give yourself to me? I'm the best at this kind of thing."

Just then, a sudden and untimely voice exploded in her heart. The owner of this voice was none other than Fifth Qinghan.

His words were sharp, yet subtly tinged with barely concealed jealousy.

Although Fifth Qinghan had succeeded many times, it didn't mean she could just stand by and watch.

Upon hearing this, Fifth Shushuang's expression changed slightly, and her thoughts were uncontrollably pulled back to those painful memories that she couldn't bear to recall.

"Sister, do you know what the joy of family life is like? You are powerless to resist. Quickly hand over your body to me!"

Fifth Qinghan's voice grew increasingly frenzied, and a chilling power, following her words, transformed into invisible chains that rampaged through her meridians.

Caught off guard, Wu Shushuang staggered, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

She suppressed her surging anger, her eyes as cold as frost: "Qinghan, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

"Hand it over!"

Fifth Qinghan's roar made her dantian tremble. The violent power was like a surging tide, wave after wave, stirring up her sea of ​​consciousness.

Although Fifth Shushuang tried her best to suppress it immediately, the power that Fifth Qinghan unleashed this time was too terrifying, and she was somewhat powerless to resist.

The two forces collided violently, distorting and deforming the surrounding air, creating eerie ripples.

"Give up, sister..."

Fifth Qinghan's frantic voice suddenly became as soft and sweet as honey.

In an instant, ripples appeared around Fifth Shu Shuang, and thick, ink-black mist emerged from her pores, twisting and coiling like a living thing.

The vines formed from black mist, carrying a chilling aura, slowly climbed up her slender neck.

The cold touch felt like countless tiny needles crawling across the skin, leaving bluish-purple marks.

Amidst the churning black mist, a distorted human face slowly coalesced into shape.

It was a face similar to Fifth Book's, yet filled with an evil aura. Its skin was bluish-white, and its mouth was torn to the roots of its ears, revealing sharp, white teeth.

A pair of scarlet eyes seemed to burn with karmic fire, staring straight into her pupils, the frenzied lust in their eyes almost consuming her.

"Sister, look, you can't hold on much longer."

Fifth Qinghan stretched out a finger formed from black mist and gently stroked Fifth Shushuang's cheek. The icy touch had a nauseating stickiness to it.

"Just hand over your body obediently! You can't beat me this time."

Fifth Book's face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

She clenched her teeth tightly, blood seeping from her gums, and forced out a voice through her teeth: "What exactly do you want to do!"

"What do I want?"

Fifth Qinghan raised his head and let out a piercing laugh. The laughter echoed in his mind, making Fifth Shu's head ache as if it were splitting open.

"Hmm...hehe...of course, Qinghan wants her husband! What my sister dares not do, Qinghan will do! There are no such obstacles here!"

His distorted face was flushed with a sickly redness, and his madness was almost overflowing.

Fifth Shu Shuang felt an even greater chill in her heart. She had originally thought that tonight was a golden opportunity left to her by Hu Bai Bai, but she forgot that Fifth Qing Han, who was lurking in her body, was also eyeing this opportunity covetously.

In the past, she was always able to suppress her opponent in every struggle for control of the body.

This time, however, the power that Fifth Qinghan unleashed far exceeded expectations. She could clearly feel her spiritual power being continuously devoured, like fine sand in an hourglass.

As Fifth Qinghan's maniacal laughter subsided, the black mist suddenly expanded like a surging tide, enveloping her entire body.

The darkness pressed down on her consciousness as if it were a physical force, as if it were trying to crush her soul.

Just as the consciousness of the Fifth Book Double was about to be dragged into the endless abyss.

"Snapped!"

The dim yellow light in the living room suddenly shattered, and shards of glass scattered like meteors.

In an instant, the entire space was plunged into a thick, inky darkness, with only those scarlet pupils flashing in the darkness.

Like ghostly fire from hell, it emitted a chilling light.

"Clang!"

A clear, resonant sword cry ripped through the darkness like thunder, echoing throughout the living room.

Immediately afterwards, an extreme white light, like lightning piercing the night, flashed before Fifth Book's eyes.

This beam of light was unstoppable, and with overwhelming force, it instantly shattered the darkness surrounding Fifth Book Shuang.

As the darkness dissipated, a warm, reassuring male voice rang out: "Don't be afraid! I'm here!"

The Fifth Book's eyes were misty, and her gentle, jade-like face slowly emerged.

She stared blankly, her eyes suddenly welling up with tears, and she whispered in a trembling voice, "Husband!"

The figure of Fifth Qinghan, which had gathered to the side, did not dissipate, its scarlet pupils churning with a twisted obsession.

She stared at Shen Shuchou, who had suddenly appeared, and the smile on her lips became increasingly manic and morbid, as cold and sinister as a viper's hiss.

Shen Shuchou felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze. Before he could speak, Fifth Qinghan's hoarse laughter pierced the air.

"Husband...you've come. You belong to Qinghan...hehehe...you can't protect her. I'll come out again."

Before the words were even finished, the surrounding black mist receded rapidly like a tide, leaving only an eerie silence spreading in the air.

The gleaming sword light hung in mid-air, making Fifth Shushuang's pale face appear even more fragile.

His forehead was soaked with cold sweat and his hair clung to his cheeks. His aura was weak and dissipated like a punctured wind bag.

The fierce battle with Fifth Qinghan over body control had almost exhausted her last bit of strength.

If Shen Shuchou hadn't returned in time, she would probably have been completely devoured by now.

"What exactly happened? Where are Fox White and the others?"

Shen Shuchou gathered warm true energy in his palm and slowly channeled it into her cold meridians, his brows furrowing deeply.

Fifth Book Shuang struggled to maintain her erratic internal energy flow, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly.

She lowered her head slightly, her mind filled with conflict, unsure how to answer the question.

Just minutes ago, she was determined to break through the delicate barrier between herself and Shen Shuchou tonight, no matter what.

But at this moment, after experiencing the sudden riot of Fifth Qinghan, her expectations were dashed, and she was once again plunged into a state of panic and helplessness.

Seeing that she lowered her eyes and remained silent, Shen Shuchou did not press the matter further.

He gently patted the back of her hand and said softly, "Get some rest."

As I turned to leave, I suddenly felt my clothes tighten.

Looking down, I saw that Fifth Book's slender fingers were clutching the hem of her clothes.

Even though she kept her head down, her flushed ears and burning cheeks had already betrayed the turbulent emotions surging in the young girl's heart.

Upon seeing this, even the slow-witted Shen Shuchou instantly understood everything.

"So, Fox White's absence tonight was intentional."

Shen Shuchou suddenly chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a faint rustling sound of fabric beside him, and Fifth Shu Shuang shrank his shoulders.

Strands of hair trembled gently beside her flushed cheeks, and the crimson hue spreading across her neck looked as if it had been splashed with cinnabar.

Her knuckles turned white as she gripped his clothes. Though she was silent, he could hear the pounding of her heart like a drumbeat.

"You should go back to your room and rest."

Shen Shuchou spoke again, trying to break the slightly awkward yet romantic atmosphere.

"Husband...do you dislike Shu Shuang?"

Fifth Shu Shuang suddenly looked up, her eyelashes, glistening with tiny drops of water, fluttering.

Those eyes, brimming with grievance, reflected the glint of the sword, laying bare all the carefully guarded emotions before him.

The lingering blush on her pale cheeks was more captivating than the peach blossoms of spring.

At this moment, although she was exhausted from the fight, her appearance revealed the pure and tender emotions in her heart without reservation.

Looking into those affectionate eyes, Shen Shuchou's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But he suppressed his inner turmoil and advised, "Your health is not good right now, you should take good care of yourself."

"But...Shushuang doesn't want to wait any longer."

Fifth Shushuang suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Shushuang has been waiting for this day for a very, very long time. Ever since she saw her husband again, Shushuang has not wanted to wait for another minute or second."

Her scent was so close, carrying the fragrance of medicine and the unique sweetness of a young girl.

Shen Shuchou's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his silence as taut as a bowstring.

Fifth Book gazed intently, all anticipation and trepidation contained in its moist eyes, not even daring to tremble its eyelashes.

Until a suppressed sigh shattered the silence, and he nodded slightly, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up, even more piercing than the cold glint of the sword.

......

......

The cold gleam of the suspended sword faded, and sparse moonlight poured down from the window, gilding the pale cheeks of Fifth Book with silver.

She curled up on the edge of the bed, her fingertips unconsciously clutching the blankets, the tension and joy in her eyes melting away in the flowing moonlight.

Shen Shuchou, standing beside her, had his back to her, his spine ramrod straight, and the heat emanating from between them made the air feel scorching.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a soft turning over in his ear, and then a fiery, delicate body gently pressed against Shen Shuchou's back.

Feeling the softness pressing against his back, Shen Shuchou's throat bobbed slightly.

At this moment, even the usually well-behaved Xiao Shuchou seemed to sense some kind of danger, and suddenly straightened his back and looked up.

"My...husband...Shu Shuang has been waiting for this day for far too long. Shu Shuang...wants my husband to completely possess me, to make me yours forever."

The girl's soft murmur brushed past Shen Shuchou's ear like a gentle breeze.

Shen Shuchou let out another soft, silent sigh, but he was not unmoved. He slowly turned around and gently embraced the Fifth Shushuang in front of him.

The Fifth Shu Shuang in his arms was not as strong and tough as Luo Shisan, nor as charming as Hu Baibai, nor like Jiang Qianqiu and Fifth Qinghan, who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

She is like a secluded orchid in a deep valley, not vying for the beauty of a hundred flowers, but only brewing her gentle and graceful fragrance.

Even if she harbored deep feelings, she would only reveal them cautiously and never flaunt them.

But when he arrived under the moonlight, this timid flower suddenly bloomed, its dew-kissed stamens facing upwards, offering all its affection to the one and only person who would gather it.

Looking at the gentle and charming Fifth Shushuang, Shen Shuchou knew in his heart that he should respond.

As he leaned down, he heard not only the girl's heart pounding like a drum, but also the soft sound of moonlight shattering between her lips.