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Chapter 210 Jealousy, I Just Want to Possess You All to Myself
"I don't belong outside, I only belong here."

Jin Zhu suddenly stepped out, her porcelain-white face bearing an innate aloofness.

"Open your eyes and look carefully!"

Manda abruptly ripped open the fur on the back of her neck, revealing a horrifying patch of festering purple skin in the firelight:
"How many times has the witch doctor said it? Your black fur is a curse! Only the blood of your own mother can break it!"

Su An'an's pupils contracted sharply, and she felt a jolt of shock the moment her mental energy swept over Jin Zhu's body.

Jinzhu's genetic code did indeed contain a flaw.

"It doesn't matter."

Jinzhu coldly shook off Manda's hand: "Anyway, it won't affect my ability to tear the enemy apart."

"Is that brat trying to drive me crazy?"

Manda slammed her lion tail on the ground and said through gritted teeth, "You have to get out."

"I do not!"

A stubborn flame burned in the eyes of the Golden Pearl Beast.

"Alliance President Kim Hae-gun is using An An as a raft to wage war against the Empire."

Seville's voice suddenly cut in, as cold as an ice blade:
"If you were Jin Haijun's cub, you could solve An An's predicament."

Jinzhu's breath hitched for a second.

"I don't care!"

Su An'an slightly opened her butterfly wings:
"Actually, I'm more interested in knowing who threw you in here."

The golden pearl beast's eyes trembled slightly, reflecting the figures of the cubs chasing fireflies in the distance.

Bear Fruit was smiling as she distributed crystal meat to the little ones, spoils they had earned with their lives.

"Golden Pearl,"

Manda gently grasped her scarred wrist: "You can come back again once you've recovered."

Amidst the crackling sparks of the campfire, Jinzhu finally nodded: "Okay."

"Jinzhu! Me, me too!" Lu Ming exclaimed excitedly, his ears perking up.

Jinzhu smiled slightly and reached out to rub his head: "Silly boy, of course you have to come along."

"I'll go pack my things."

Deer Cry turned and rushed towards the shed, its tail wagging happily behind it.

"We should also get ready."

As soon as Su An'an stood up, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her abdomen, forcing her to bend over.

Seville's amber pupils suddenly contracted, but he maintained his indifferent tone:
"You've been clutching your stomach these past few days."

"fine."

Su An'an forced a smile, her fingers unconsciously rubbing her lower abdomen. "I've been too tired lately and haven't been getting enough rest."

Seville, his face cold, picked her up and strode toward the shack: "Showing off."

He gently placed her on the animal skin cushion, and as he turned, his long, silvery-purple hair brushed against her cheek:

"Wait here, I'll go get a bowl of hot soup."

"I'm not hungry."

Su An'an tugged at his sleeve: "Talk to me for a while, okay?"

Seville looked down at her pale lips, remained silent for a moment, and then sat down on the edge of the cushion.

“Seville,” Su An’an suddenly chuckled, “why did you suddenly lose control in the cave?”

She tilted her head and gently poked his tense jaw with her fingertip.
"You really don't want me to save Ye Yuan and the others? A dignified Swan Priestess can be jealous like this?"

Seville felt a sudden tightness in his chest, and his amber pupils contracted sharply.

He abruptly turned his face away, his long, silvery-purple hair falling like a curtain, obscuring the dark emotions churning in his eyes.

"You are the beast I've chosen as my husband,"

Su An'an sighed and gently grasped his wrist:

"But all four of them are too. You are all important to me, and I hope you can get along peacefully."

The air suddenly froze.

When Seville looked up, a dangerous glint surged in his eyes like an undercurrent:
"What if not?"

"What?" Su An'an's fluffy fox ears twitched.

“I said,” Seville suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his side, his voice like gravel grinding in his throat:

"What if I don't want to coexist peacefully, what if I only want you to belong to me?"

Su An'an's fox ears perked up suddenly as she stared at him in disbelief, her voice trembling slightly:
"How could you have such a thought?" "Back then, you, Yin Jiuyao, Ye Yuan, Fei Zhao, and Lan Cangming were the ones who 'married' into this family."

"Only now do you want monogamy..."

A helpless smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Isn't it too late?"

Seville lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the dark undercurrents surging deep within his amber pupils.

His hoarse voice betrayed a hint of vulnerability, and his fingernails dug deeply into his palms.

"I know, but I can't control myself."

“Seville,”

Su An'an reached out to stroke his tense cheek, but he turned his head away.

"If you can't do it, then forget it."

Seville turned and walked toward the door, his long, silver-purple hair gleaming coldly in the moonlight: "Never mind what I said."

"Seville!"

Su An'an suddenly stood up, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes: "Where are you going?"

Seville paused slightly, his long hair swaying gently with the movement, scattering tiny, cold glints of light: "Looking for Ball, it's time to rest."

Watching his departing figure, Su An'an suddenly felt a dull pain in her abdomen.

She gently stroked her lower abdomen, smiled bitterly, and whispered, "Let it be! At least his voice has returned, so we're even."

Not long after, Seville returned carrying a round, plump ball.

The little guy's belly was swollen like a small ball, and he was rubbing his eyes vigorously with his paws.

"Qiuqiu, what's wrong?"

Looking at his round belly, Su An'an was really worried that it might burst.

"I'm full."

Seville said calmly, but carefully cradled the ball's back with his hand: "It's time to advance through sleep again."

"Auntie!"

The fans, still a little dazed, crawled over to Su An'an's side.

A flash of pinkish-white light transformed into a chubby, white-furred female mouse, who curled up and fell fast asleep.

"Little foodie."

Su An'an helplessly tapped its nose, and when she looked up, she met Seville's suddenly widened amber eyes.

This was the first time he had seen Qiuqiu in its female form.

"Qiuqiu was born in the decaying space, and its special genes allow it to switch between male and female."

"When I fell into the decaying space, I was blind and unable to move my body,"

Su An'an gently stroked the soft downy fur of the ball with her fingertips, her voice as soft as a feather falling on the water:
"It was Ye Yuan who cut off his left arm and rushed in to protect me."

She looked up, her clear gaze meeting Seville's:

“Fei Zhao, Yin Jiu Yao, and Cang Ming, they all risked their lives for me.”

"Tell me, how could I possibly belong to only one of them?"

Seville remained silent for a long time, so long that Su An'an thought he wouldn't answer, before she heard him speak softly:
"It's late, go to sleep!"

He lay down over the sleeping ball, his long, silvery-purple hair spread out on the animal skin.

Moonlight spilled over the tips of her hair, creating a cool and soft sheen.

Su An'an's eyes reddened slightly. She suppressed the disappointment welling up in her heart and turned her back to him.

The butterfly's wings unconsciously folded together, forming a hazy barrier behind it, as if silently isolating something.

Seville's amber eyes shimmered gently in the night, his gaze lingering on her slender back for a long time.

Suddenly, the black curse on his chest burned fiercely, as if a ball of fire was surging beneath his skin.

His long, slender fingers pressed tightly against his chest, his knuckles turning white from the force, and a barely audible groan escaped his throat.

Let her misunderstand!

He silently vowed to himself that once he got out, he would immediately return to the Golden Feather Clan to find a way to break the curse.

The cursed patterns beneath his fingertips writhed like living things, emanating a chilling aura.

Seville closed his eyes briefly, his brow furrowing slightly.

This is a curse planted by the Blood King before his death, which even Su An'an's divine power cannot purify.

Is there really any hope of resolving this?
(End of this chapter)