She wanted to see what was happening inside but could only peek through high window gaps. Liardun’s companion, also heavily robed, was unidentifiable.
Unable to hear their conversation, she stood on tiptoe. Suddenly, she collapsed in shock.
Blood, enough to reach the window, was seeping into the floor.
Reminded of Dension’s corpse she had seen before, Vialle couldn’t breathe properly.
Liardun whispered to his companion, “Someone was following me.”
He gestured backward, and the figure beside him spoke indifferently, “Just leave them. I’ll handle it.”
After a brief nod, Liardun left, and Vialle, pale and trembling, tried to stand and leave but couldn’t move her legs.
As footsteps approached her hiding place, she felt paralyzed, punching her legs in desperation.
‘Damn it. How did I end up here!’
As if her legs were malfunctioning, Vialle began to punch them in frustration.
“Damn it. How did I end up here!”
Anticipating a futile death due to her misjudgment, she cried helplessly and slowly closed her eyes.
The footsteps stopped. They had already reached her.
“Sigh—get up, sister.”
The familiar voice was so clear that Vialle opened her eyes and looked up.
Realizing the person standing before her was Gaijen, she felt a momentary relief, but then she couldn’t understand why he was there.
Without even wiping her tears, she was shaken by the unbelievable fact that Gaijen was behind all this.
“You… why are you here?”
“…….”
“It was Liardun’s instruction, right? You had no choice. Right?”
She hoped her innocent brother was just following his mentor’s orders.
“…….”
“Please, say something, Gaijen!”
“…If not me, then who?”
His voice, filled with resentment, left Vialle speechless.
“Why don’t you understand? Sister, you shouldn’t be like this with me!”
Gaijen’s emotions exploded; he had been holding in his anger.
He didn’t even understand why she was here, and now that the situation was revealed, he was furious with himself.
Gaijen had been bearing all this alone, determined to protect his sister.
Vialle had always believed she was protecting Gaijen under her care.
But realizing she had been under his protection all along was too late.
A deep sigh from Gaijen dispersed into the heavy night air.
Having barely managed to send Vialle back to the duke’s mansion in a carriage, he remained alone in the underworld to sort things out.
His own agony mattered little to him.
All he wished was for his sister to live in ignorance of darkness, pain, and despair.
He always believed it was his role to handle all the dirty work.
She just needed to stay as she was; that was enough.
But everything turned into chaos. How could he make his sister understand him?
He couldn’t pretend his blood-stained hands were clean.
Still not accustomed to the smell of blood resonating with him, Gaijen looked up at the night sky with blurry eyes.
A night swallowed by darkness, without a single radiant star.
Gaijen, bearing his burden, and Vialle, bearing hers, returned to their respective places.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
