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

The cold light refracted past, but Shen Shuchou's face remained as still as a rock submerged in water, without the slightest ripple.

Su Jue Luo's eyes suddenly filled with doubt. She first stared intently at his expression, then lowered her gaze to look at her own hands.

Suspecting that she might have used too little force, she subtly increased her strength, but his face remained calm and expressionless.

Having confirmed that Shen Shuchou was not pretending to be asleep, Su Jueluo abruptly pulled her hand back, her cheeks instantly burning red.

She cursed herself inwardly: "Su Jueluo, you have no shame, actually touching a man's private parts..."

But then she quickly tried to justify herself: "It's all for Chacha... I did this for Chacha..."

Before coming, Su Chacha woke up after taking the pill. She didn't say anything else, but held her hand and repeatedly begged her to protect Shen Shuchou or take him away.

It was only then that Su Jueluo learned from her younger sister that Shen Shuchou was actually not married.

Although she agreed to her sister's request, Su Jueluo harbored another plan in her heart.

When she arrived, she had already stopped Zan Qi, but when she faced Shen Shuchou, all the scenes from the day and the long-forgotten memories flooded her mind like a tide.

Looking at Shen Shuchou in front of him, Su Jueluo had a strange intuition that he was pretending to be asleep.

She couldn't explain where this feeling came from, but after doing such an inappropriate thing, he still didn't move. So, she decided to just assume he wasn't pretending to be asleep.

Su Jueluo naturally knew his sister's feelings for him. Her probing words and actions just now were partly to find out if he was really pretending to be asleep, and partly for his sister's sake.

If Shen Shuchou were truly such a frivolous and unscrupulous rogue, Su Jueluo would not hesitate for a moment when drawing her sword.

"Only then can we be even. You touched me during the day... and I'm returning the favor now... From now on, we owe each other nothing."

Su Jue Luo looked at Shen Shu Chou's face. Her voice was clear at first, but it grew softer and softer as she spoke, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

The blush on her face hadn't faded, and even the corners of her eyes were tinged with a faint pink, like a rosy cloud dipped in rouge.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a deep breath, and her cool demeanor returned, as if the shyness from before had never existed.

She didn't say anything more and quietly left the room.

Just as her figure disappeared behind the door, Shen Shuchou's tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quietly opened a crack in the door.

Under the moonlight, Su Jue Luo's figure was even more elegant and refined, like a plum blossom in winter, completely different from when she had done those inappropriate things in the room earlier.

She leaped to the front of the courtyard, where Zan Qi was still waiting.

"Young Miss," Zan Qi called out softly.

"I will inform Father about what happened here. You are not allowed to set foot here again."

Su Jue Luo said coldly.

Zan Qi's face, hidden in the shadows, revealed no expression; he simply responded softly, "Yes."

"roll."

She rebuked him, her tone devoid of any warmth.

Zan Qi did not linger. His figure slid away along the base of the wall like a stream of ink, disappearing in an instant.

Su Jueluo turned back to look at the courtyard, a very soft murmur escaping her throat: "I hope your return this time will really make Chacha better."

With that, she turned and left, her robes brushing against the moonlight, leaving only a cold, lingering shadow.

Inside the room, Shen Shuchou slowly sat up, a helpless, bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Su Jue Luo, this woman, is truly... somewhat unreasonable.

He increasingly felt that these women, who appeared cold and aloof on the surface, always harbored some strangeness deep down that others couldn't fathom.

Shaking off these thoughts, Shen Shuchou moved swiftly, stepping out of the room and into the next room.

On the bed, Tantai Chi lay quietly, his breathing even.

But the moment his fingertips touched Tantai Chigu, a tremendous force suddenly exploded from her body!

Shen Shuchou's expression changed drastically, and he was thrown away by the force as if he had been hit hard.

This was the first time the hidden power within Tantai Chigu had awakened. Ever since she sensed the malice directed at Shen Shuchou, this power had been stirring.

Deep in her subconscious, she had already planted the seed of not wanting him to get hurt.

When Shen Shuchou sensed this power, he immediately suppressed Tantai Chigu's power.

He had to do this, otherwise, if this power were allowed to be unleashed, Zan Qi would surely die, and this small courtyard would instantly become the target of everyone's anger.

This is absolutely not the situation we should be in right now.

What was sweeping around him at that moment was the aftershock of the attack that had just been forcibly interrupted.

Amidst the surging torrent of power, a figure suddenly appeared, instantly seizing Shen Shuchou's entire mind.

The figure appeared petite, yet was slightly taller than Tantai Chigu in front of her. Her purple hair resembled burnt-out star remains, eerily so that it was suffocating. Every strand of hair seemed to be wrapped with lightning bolts that tore through the void.

The forbidden energy surging around him was as thick as ink, and the air seemed to groan wherever it passed, as if the laws of heaven and earth were about to be twisted and shattered.

Countless jet-black chains roared out from her body, their bodies engraved with eerie blood-red runes. Each chain was as thick as a giant python, and its end gripped a collapsing black star tightly.

Shen Shuchou's pupils shrank sharply. This appearance was clearly the complete form of Tantai Chigu in the future!

The next second, the figure slowly raised its eyes and its gaze fell on him.

Those eyes had no pupils, only endless nothingness, yet they were colder than the deepest abyss and darker than the most oppressive demon realm.

It seemed to devour all light and life, and even time seemed to freeze under its gaze.

In the blink of an eye, the figure vanished without a trace, like dust scattered by a gust of wind.

Shen Shuchou's chest heaved violently, and it took him a long time to recover. He then immediately got up and quickly walked to Tantai Chi's lonely bed again.

Shen Shuchou hurriedly checked on the little girl's condition, and the area his fingertips touched was chillingly cold, as if he were touching a soulless shell.

There was no longer a single breath from his nose. If you listened carefully, even the faint sounds that should have been surging in his blood had fallen silent as if he were dead.

Throughout countless lifetimes, Shen Shuchou had never witnessed such a sight. His heart clenched suddenly, and he felt a sense of panic.

Just as he was at a loss, the little girl in his arms seemed to have caught his familiar scent. Her little mouth moved slightly, as if she was searching for something.

Shen Shuchou suddenly understood, realizing that the power of his physical body originated from Tantai Chigu.

Just now, in order to protect him, she subconsciously used up the little forbidden power in her body, and now her body naturally became an empty container.

Only by nourishing her with his power at this moment can she regain her vitality.

This is what he must do in this life: to nourish others with his own body.

Having made up his mind, Shen Shuchou no longer hesitated and slowly brought his arm to the little girl's lips.

As if drawn by an invisible force, Tantai Chigu opened her small mouth slightly, unconsciously took his arm into her mouth, and gently bit down.

Without Shen Shuchou's deliberate obstruction, those small but sharp teeth easily pierced through the flesh.

Warm drops of blood trickled down between his teeth and into Tantai Chi's lonely lips, like sweet spring water dripping into parched earth.

As the blood slowly flowed away, Shen Shuchou clearly sensed that his own strength was being drawn away bit by bit, as if being pulled by invisible threads, merging into the limbs and bones of the little girl in his arms.

The cool moonlight streamed in through the window, spreading a layer of silver gauze on the ground, and then gently crept up the two faces facing each other.

Shen Shuchou's face gradually lost all color, becoming as white as rice paper, almost transparent.

Meanwhile, the little girl in his arms gradually blushed with a peach-like pink, her face glowing with a newborn-like radiance from her eyebrows to her chin.

I don't know how much time passed, but the low chirping of insects outside the window changed several times.

The still and silent Tantai Chigu in his arms suddenly let out a very soft moan.

It's as soft and sticky as snow melting in early spring dripping from the eaves, carrying a sense of relaxed comfort.

Immediately afterwards, her closed eyelids trembled slightly, first opening a thin slit, then slowly widening into two clear crescent moons.

What met her bewildered eyes was Shen Shuchou's face, which was so close to hers.

She blinked her big eyes slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, still damp with lingering sleepiness.

At that moment, Shen Shuchou caught a glimpse of a spirit he had never seen before in those clear, stream-like eyes.

It was a complete dependence, along with a faint, almost imperceptible flutter of excitement.

It is no longer the clear and empty space that once flowed with pure thoughts, but rather a fresh and warm ripple that has quietly spread.

Shen Shuchou vaguely understood this change.

Perhaps it was because the little girl drank his blood that she not only regained the power that was rightfully hers, but also because the blood contained a trace of his human emotions, which gave rise to such a vibrant spirit.

"Father."

Suddenly, Tantai Chigu stretched out two soft little hands and tightly wrapped them around Shen Shuchou's neck, burying her head in his chest like a kitten that had found a warm nest.

"I've already told you I'm not your father, you should call me Dao Master."

Shen Shuchou was so weak that his voice was barely audible, but he still stubbornly corrected her.

"don't want!"

The little girl snuggled against him, her voice soft and sweet, almost pleading.

Just as Shen Shuchou was about to say something more, the voice of the person in his arms suddenly lowered, carrying a hint of timid grievance: "I think I just had a dream, I dreamt that someone was going to bully Father..."

"No one dares to bully me; it's all just a dream."

He raised his hand and gently patted her back, softening his voice.

"Really?"

The little girl lifted half her face from his arms, her big eyes misty with tears.

"Of course it's true."

"Okay, it's time to go back to sleep."

"don't want."

She suddenly grabbed his collar, her eyes brightening. "I want to hear more stories about the little fox."

Seeing the expectation in her eyes, Shen Shuchou, despite his weak condition, could not bear to disappoint her.

He wanted to put the little girl on the couch before talking, but she clung to him like a koala and wouldn't let go, her little arms wrapping around him even tighter.

Left with no other choice, Shen Shuchou could only hold her and continue telling the fox story he hadn't finished last time in a low, hoarse voice.

Just as the story reached a crucial point, the person in my arms suddenly tilted their little face up slightly, blinked their big eyes, and asked, "Daddy, who's better, the little fox or me?"

Abruptly interrupted, Shen Shuchou looked down and met her bewildered yet slightly anxious gaze, her eyes shining with anticipation, much like a child waiting for praise.

He couldn't help but smile, his voice carrying a hint of tenderness: "Of course, you're the best."