I'm A Minor Villain In A Martial Arts Novel (38 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 11
“How long have you been standing here, exactly?”
Aunt patted my back as she spoke.
“Take that servant away and give him a beating. Then make sure he stands here for an entire day.”
“…….”
“He needs to understand just how hard it is to stand with a body in pain.”
As soon as Aunt finished speaking, the warriors behind her stepped forward.
They led the servant away. I nestled in Aunt’s arms, my eyes bright. My legs ached, but honestly, it wasn’t bad enough to collapse.
I’d deliberately fallen over after Uncle Dagger warned me someone was approaching.
I felt no guilt about pretending. The servant would receive lashes and suffer greatly.
But since he hadn’t considered my situation, I saw no reason to consider his.
In fact, I felt grateful toward the servant. Aunt’s arrival had been expected, though I hadn’t known exactly when.
I also hadn’t known how to approach her.
But thanks to the servant, I’d caught Aunt’s attention.
‘I need to grow closer to Aunt.’
This was where the true story truly began.
The conflict between Nangong Suosuo and Nangong Xianzong upon her return.
The struggle between heroes and villains within the Nangong Clan—but in the original story, the Nangong Clan ended up as the villains.
Because Aunt would eventually die.
I looked over at Nangong Yuqing.
He was watching me with eyes full of concern.
Those pitch-black eyes, deep as darkness itself.
Nangong Yuqing would lose those eyes soon enough.
Was it only his eyes he’d lose?
He’d suffer grievous internal injuries and fall gravely ill.
Even the Miraculous Medicine of Ancient Heaven couldn’t heal such wounds. The clan’s promising heir was trampled before he could bloom.
‘It was because of Ma Dou… but many things about it felt suspicious.’
Because of that incident, Aunt carried immense guilt—the guilt of failing to protect her young son.
That guilt became a demon within her, and it consumed Nangong Suosuo completely.
‘Grandfather took revenge by killing Ma Dou, but Yuqing’s lost eyes could never be restored. Yuqing’s body only grew weaker with time.’
Eventually, Nangong Yuqing died. Aunt herself fell into prolonged illness and passed away soon after.
I deliberately trembled more pitifully. Startled, Nangong Yuqing quickly approached and placed his hand on my forehead.
“Mother, the child must be in a lot of pain—she’s shivering all over.”
At Nangong Yuqing’s words, Aunt hugged me even tighter.
“This is exactly why I never wanted to return to this household. The state of this family is pathetic. Poor thing… Are you Xian’s daughter?”
I nodded carefully. For some reason I couldn’t understand, Aunt’s face flushed bright red.
She fanned herself with her hand while patting my back repeatedly.
This was the most frustrating scene whenever I’d read about the Heavenly Demon Sovereign.
Everyone who had shown Ji Tianwu the warmth of the world met their end.
As a child, Ji Tianwu had often believed himself cursed.
When that thought struck me, I suddenly realized something.
‘Wait—if that’s how it goes… then what happens to me?’
A cold sweat trickled down my back from the sudden realization.
[This is the timeline separator]This truly was an uncomfortable setting.
I busied myself with my chopsticks while observing the people around me.
‘So Grandfather had gone out.’
The servant had claimed Grandfather refused to come because he didn’t want to see me, but that wasn’t true.
Grandfather had actually gone out to greet Aunt and Nangong Yuqing.
He’d deliberately made me wait for a grandfather who was never even present.
‘A family dinner… how unusual.’
It was such a rare occurrence I barely knew where to put my food.
Grandfather sat at the head of the table, with Nangong Xianzong and Aunt seated on either side of him.
Next to Nangong Xianzong sat Nangong Huashu, his wife, and Murong Xi.
‘So his wife has returned.’
His wife, who’d briefly stayed at the Murong Clan, must have come back just in time for Aunt’s return to the manor.
She glared at me with a venomous expression.
‘She probably heard I’d hit Nangong Huashu.’
Ignoring her gaze, I took the seat beside Aunt.
That’s right.
Right now, I was sitting between Nangong Yuqing and Aunt.
Nangong Xianzong and Nangong Huashu glared our way, clearly displeased with the sight.
Nangong Xianzong sneered at Aunt.
“I assumed you’d left the family for good, yet here you are again.”
“Who would leave the family just to please someone like you?”
“What did you just say?”
“Brother, you’ve really filled out nicely. Even your belly’s gotten a bit rounder.”
Aunt’s remark turned Nangong Xianzong’s face bright red.
“You… how dare you speak to me so rudely!”
“What are you talking about? I was praising you. Or… do you feel guilty about something?”
Unable to find a retort, Nangong Xianzong trembled with rage. I heard Uncle Dagger’s voice in my ear.
[She really knows how to talk.]I silently agreed with him. Grandfather was the one who finally cut their argument short.
“No more noise.”
The moment Grandfather spoke, both fell silent.
‘Now that I think about it, nothing serious actually happened.’
I glanced at Nangong Huashu. Sensing my gaze, he scowled and turned his head away.
Ever since our fistfight, Nangong Huashu hadn’t caused me any further trouble.
‘Even his father’s been quiet.’
His father was no different.
Nangong Xianzong couldn’t possibly be unaware of the fight between Nangong Huashu and me.
‘Normally, he’d have said something by now.’
Yet Nangong Xianzong hadn’t uttered a word to me—as if Nangong Huashu had never been hit at all.
My thoughts were interrupted when Nangong Yuqing spoke to me.
“Try some of this.”
I stared at him with wide eyes.
And that wasn’t all.
Not to be outdone, Aunt immediately offered me some food too.
“Open wide~ It’s tastier than it looks. You need to eat plenty to stay healthy.”
Nangong Huashu ground his teeth at the sight. Without refusal, I accepted the food from both Aunt and Nangong Yuqing.
Aunt’s cheeks turned pink.
She looked at me and murmured quietly.
“Goodness, you’re absolutely adorable.”
She gently stroked my cheek.
“You really do look just like a dumpling. I always wanted a daughter of my own…”
“…….”
“If only I’d had a daughter like you…”
Uncle Dagger had also called me a dumpling, and now Aunt said the same.
‘What exactly does “dumpling-like” even mean?’
Aunt kept gazing at me with a deeply contented smile.
‘Did Aunt treat Nangong Lin this way in the original story too?’
I vaguely understood now why Nangong Lin had grown so twisted after Aunt’s death.
It always hurt more to lose something you’d come to know. If Nangong Lin had never experienced familial love, perhaps she wouldn’t have turned out quite so bitter.
Nangong Yuqing cleared his throat as he watched Aunt, who kept saying how much she’d have loved a daughter like me.
“Yuqing has no cuteness at all.”
I stayed quiet as I watched them.
Even though she said that, I knew just how deeply Aunt cherished Nangong Yuqing. After his death, she lost her mind and wandered endlessly through the Nangong manor.
[My child… where have you gone, Yuqing…Yuqing, how could you leave your mother like this…]
Every night, Nangong Suosuo wandered the Nangong estate, calling endlessly for her son—but never once received an answer.
Reading that heartbreaking passage about Aunt’s grief over losing Nangong Yuqing to the Heavenly Demon Sovereign had once made me cry too.
‘Why do good people always meet misfortune?’
Watching Aunt repeatedly coo about how adorable I was, I made a silent vow.
I would prevent the tragedy awaiting her.
‘The problem is, I don’t know exactly when Nangong Yuqing will fall victim to Ma Dou.’
[This is the timeline separator]Nangong Huashu clenched his teeth in frustration. Being scolded by Nangong Jintian had already put him in a foul mood, and now this wretched brat showed up.
Nangong Yuqing.
Even at first glance, the boy radiated an extraordinary aura, and everything he did grated on Nangong Huashu’s nerves.
‘Grandfather didn’t say anything, but he clearly favors that lowly brat.’
Nangong Huashu couldn’t even comprehend why that boy was allowed to bear the Nangong surname.
No—it wasn’t incomprehension; it was outright refusal to accept it. He turned to Murong Xi and asked,
“Wasn’t Aunt supposed to have left the family?”
“Don’t worry about it. Her return won’t change anything.”
“…….”
“To parade around so arrogantly with a son of such lowly birth…”
He’d heard that his Aunt Nangong Suosuo had left the clan when he was young.
She’d married a man of insignificant status, claiming to seek love.
But that man had fallen ill and died shortly afterward, and Aunt never returned to the clan since.
Nangong Huashu had always considered that a stroke of luck.
Nangong Lin was never a rival to him—the heir to the manor could only be himself.
‘Everything here belongs to me.’
Yet now Aunt had returned—with a son anyone could see was outstanding. Impatience surged within Nangong Huashu.
He gritted his teeth and glared at them.
At that moment,
Murong Xi spoke to him in a hushed, worried tone, as if sharing a secret.
“Now that I think of it, Huashu… it might be best if you stay indoors for a while.”
“What’s happened?”
“There are rumors that Xiong Mian Xuluo is heading toward Anhui Province.”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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Omg I am gonna cry. I hope he isn’t dead. Please come for your daughter
Give us our dad you jerks. How you dare!!??? I hate them. They separated a daughter and father 😭
Lol this uncle know everything 😂. But I want to see her dad. Please save him immediately