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

Su Jue Luo did not go far after leaving the courtyard. Her slender figure stood quietly in the shadows not far away, her eyes fixed on the direction of the courtyard, her eyes filled with deep thought.

The brief incident in the courtyard had momentarily made her overlook the sudden chill that swept over her from behind.

But that doesn’t mean she won’t take it seriously; the coldness came too suddenly, as fast as lightning.

The moment it touched my back, it carried a bone-chilling malice, seeping into the very marrow of my bones.

What made her even more uneasy was that she had carefully searched the area around the courtyard before coming here, but had not found a single person.

Moreover, the chill was extremely precise, locking onto only her from beginning to end.

You must understand, this is Ziyan City, the territory of Ziyan Cloud Pavilion.

Who has such ability to sneak into the city unnoticed and release this extremely chilling aura precisely when she stops in the courtyard?

If you truly harbor malicious intent, why only reveal this slight malice and hesitate to take action?

This kind of subtle probing is more unsettling than a direct attack.

Su Jue Luo pondered for a moment, then her eyes suddenly narrowed as a previously overlooked detail suddenly surfaced clearly in her mind.

She had intended to turn around and investigate the source of that malice, but Shen Shuchou's seemingly ordinary action suddenly became suspicious.

In that instant, she was surprised to find that Shen Shuchou, an ordinary person, possessed such swift and decisive skills.

But what followed was the sensation of his hand pressing precisely against his chest.

The surprise and the chill behind it were instantly overwhelmed by the shame and indignation surging in his heart, leaving no time to think about it further.

Looking back now, Shen Shuchou's actions were clearly a deliberate attempt to divert her attention! But in the courtyard, besides Shen Shuchou, there was only that little girl.

Could it be... that there's a fourth person hiding in the shadows?

The thought had barely formed in his mind when Su Jueluo almost immediately turned back to the courtyard to confront Shen Shuchou face-to-face and thoroughly investigate the source of that malice.

But she had barely lifted her foot when she abruptly stopped in her tracks.

If this conjecture is indeed correct, then Shen Shuchou is by no means as mild-mannered and ordinary as he appears. His deep cunning is such that he could deceive her for a time.

He deliberately stopped her, either because he was afraid she would find clues from the girl.

Either she was wary of the fourth person hiding in the courtyard, which was the true source of that chill.

Turning back to confront them rashly at this moment would only alert them and make them more wary.

Su Jue Luo concealed the sharp glint in his eyes, deciding it was better to suppress his emotions and secretly observe more clues.

She pondered the past again and suddenly grasped the key point: the moment before that chilling malice surged forth was the moment she secretly harbored murderous intent towards Shen Shuchou.

If that's the case, next time we just need to do the same thing, and we'll surely be able to lure that person out of the shadows again, and then we can find them.

But this thought, like a newly lit candle flame, was dimmed by new sorrows.

If Shen Shuchou truly harbors ulterior motives, how can she fulfill the promise she made to her sister? She can't just stand by and watch her sister fall into unknown danger.

Su Jueluo gazed towards the courtyard, her lips slightly parted, and a soft question, seemingly tinged with frost and snow, dissipated in the breeze: "Shen Shuchou, who exactly are you, and what are your hidden purposes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Jue Luo took one last deep look at the courtyard before turning away.

In just a few breaths, the figure disappeared into the hazy autumn mist, leaving no trace.

For her, only by thoroughly investigating Shen Shuchou's true purpose before the wedding could she be sure of success.

On a clear morning before the autumn mist had dissipated, another figure in white stood quietly among them.

The misty, crystalline substance gently settled on the girl's shoulders and hair, spreading a touch of cool elegance.

But it was precisely this hazy mist that made her eyes appear even brighter, as if they held starlight.

She gazed silently at the white mist ahead, her figure slender yet conveying a sense of anticipation.

Before long, a series of footsteps drifted into the autumn mist, approaching from afar and crunching lightly through the damp, cold air.

The next second, a figure broke through the white mist and stood steadily in front of Su Cha Tea Noodles.

Upon seeing Su Chacha standing quietly in the white mist, Su Jueluo paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

She clearly hadn't expected that she would be waiting at the door.

Su Chacha's voice drifted into the mist before hers, filled with barely concealed urgency: "How is Brother Shen? Did he say anything?"

Upon hearing this, Su Jueluo felt a lump in her throat, momentarily at a loss for words. This hesitation only intensified after sensing something amiss.

She was afraid that keeping it a secret would cause trouble, but she was also afraid that telling the truth would shatter the expectations in the eyes of the person in front of her.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, and with the white mist swirling around her, obscuring most of her expression, the glimmer of hope in Su Chacha's heart gradually dimmed.

She didn't press further, only managing a bitter smile fainter than mist, before staggering backward half an inch.

"Cha Cha, it's chilly outside, come inside first."

Su Jueluo quickly stepped forward, reached out and firmly supported her arm, his eyes and brows filled with undisguised pity.

Su Chacha didn't respond, but let that warm hand gently pull her into the house.

This morning, just as dawn broke, she begged Su Jue Luo to go and find Shen Shu Chou for her, seeking an answer.

After that, she waited in front of the door, braving the wind and fog, waiting for Su Jue Luo to bring back Shen Shu Chou's words.

At first, I was filled with excited anticipation, but Su Jue Luo's silence for a few seconds was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing that light of expectation.

Inside the room, Su Chacha sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze drifting towards the window.

The white mist in the courtyard blurred her vision, but her gaze went beyond the mist and landed directly on the back street.

Seeing her absent-minded appearance, Su Jueluo felt even more pity for her. After hesitating for a moment, he softly called out, "Chacha..."

"Don't comfort me, I'm fine."

She had barely begun to speak when Su Chacha interrupted her with a very soft laugh.

But the smile didn't reach her eyes; the emptiness in her eyes seemed veiled by a layer of mist. Su Jue Luo saw this and refused to believe that she was alright.

Su Jueluo sat down next to her, gently took her slightly cool hand, and softened her voice: "Chacha, why don't you come with your sister? No matter what, your sister will protect you."

"Where are we going?"

Su Chacha finally turned to look at her, her eyes still moist from the autumn mist.

Meeting those misty eyes, Su Jueluo's heart trembled slightly, and her tone softened even more: "Anywhere is fine, I'll go with you. Let's find someone who truly loves you, okay?"

"No need."

Su Chacha withdrew her hand, her voice fading again: "Su Jueluo, you shouldn't have said these things, nor should you have wasted your time on me. We're not on the same path to begin with, and besides... I already have someone in my heart, so how can I make room for someone else?"

"But all I want is for you to be well."

Su Jue Luo's voice trembled slightly, and the cool touch of her hand still lingered in his palm. The tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Su Chacha looked up at her, her tone as indifferent as the mist in the courtyard, yet carrying an undeniable seriousness: "Su Jueluo, someone like you shouldn't waste your time on me. I'm not an obstacle in your path. You should go further down the road, don't get stuck here."

Su Jue Luo stared blankly at her face; this was the first time Su Cha Cha had ever spoken to him like this.

There was no cold indifference in his words, nor the usual barbs; instead, they left her feeling empty and uneasy.

As silence filled the room, Su Chacha spoke again, her voice as soft as a breeze: "You know what? Actually, I don't hate you that much."

"boom!"

These words struck Su Jue Luo like a thunderbolt.

Her pupils contracted slightly as she stared at Su Chacha in disbelief. Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

She had imagined these words in her mind countless times, but when they actually came out of Su Chacha's mouth, she even forgot to even out her breathing.

"We are connected by blood; how can old grudges entangle the new day endlessly?"

"Besides, the person I, Su Chacha, truly hate has never been you."

She lowered her eyes and murmured, her voice as light as falling snow: "I am ultimately just the mist in this deep courtyard, which will dissipate sooner or later. But before the mist dissipates, I only want to wait for the wisp of wind that I truly long to see."

Su Jue Luo gazed at the unwavering determination in her eyes, and already understood.

She took a half step forward, her voice deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable sense of protection: "That wisp of wind that you couldn't grasp, your sister will bring it back for you."

P.S.: Ugh! Too lazy to even complain!

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