After the yandere fairies were reborn, they all wanted to possess me!

At the summit of Snow Moon Peak, deep within the Ice Palace.

Ling Qianxue sat in front of a dressing table carved from cold jade, holding a crystal-clear comb in her hand, combing her waist-length silver hair stroke by stroke.

The girl in the mirror had an exquisite face that seemed otherworldly, yet her deep blue eyes held a heaviness that belied her age.

"Chen'er..."

She murmured the name, her fingertips unconsciously tightening, the comb making a soft "click" sound.

I've been reborn... for half a month now.

For the past two weeks, she has been by Su Chen's side almost every step of the way. She kept him tied to Snow Moon Peak, gave him the best resources, taught him swordsmanship, and even... took the initiative to kiss him.

Everything is different from my previous life.

In his past life, Su Chen spent three whole years before he finally, with her tacit approval, cautiously took her hand.

It took another two years before I dared to help her channel her spiritual energy when she encountered a problem in her cultivation.

And then later...

Ling Qianxue closed her eyes, and those fragmented memories surged in her mind.

Su Chen knelt before her, his face flushed but stubbornly refusing to bow his head: "...I...I like you..."

What was her response at the time?

"Kneel down!"

With a cold face, he was punished by being sent to the Cliff of Repentance to face the wall for three months.

But when he actually went... she couldn't sleep at night, and finally found an excuse to check his cultivation level and went to the Cliff of Contemplation to bring him back.

then……

"ha……"

Ling Qianxue suddenly chuckled, her laughter filled with sarcasm.

Mocking his past self.

He had clearly fallen for her long ago, but he insisted on maintaining the airs of a master.

She wanted to keep him by her side, but she kept pushing him away.

Until the very end...

That idiot, in order to save her, bravely blocked the fatal blow from Su Qingjue, the leader of the Nine Nether Sect, and slowly grew cold in her arms.

"This time...it won't happen again."

Ling Qianxue opened her eyes, and in the mirror, her deep blue eyes were almost overflowing with a morbid possessiveness.

She won't put on airs anymore.

I won't push him away again.

She would lock him on Snow Moon Peak, keep him by her side, and use every means possible... to make him see only her.

"Chu Hongxiu..."

Thinking of that shameless woman, Ling Qianxue's eyes turned cold again.

How dare she seduce Chen'er right in front of her?

And they even said the doors of Hongxiu Garden are always open for you?

"Oh……"

Ling Qianxue stood up, cast a spell, and a jade cabinet appeared.

Open the cabinet door.

Inside... there were more than a dozen sets of clothes hanging neatly.

It's not a Taoist robe!

It's... all kinds of skirts, ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and even a few sets of... special clothing with very little fabric.

These were all things that Su Chen had secretly bought for her in his previous life.

Saying things like "You'd look amazing in this," or "I just want to take a look"...

She naturally threw them all away with a cold expression.

But later...

She picked them up one by one, washed them clean, and hid them in this cabinet.

In the dead of night, I would secretly take it out... put it on, and look at myself in the mirror.

He imagined what it would have been like if she hadn't pushed him away that day, but instead blushed and said yes...

"Chen'er..."

Ling Qianxue's fingers gently caressed a moon-white, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).

The dress was made of very thin fabric, woven from the finest ice silk, and was subtly translucent. Exquisite lotus patterns were embroidered on the chest, and the skirt was extremely long.

This was the first gift Su Chen gave her.

The idiot was so nervous he could barely speak: "...This...I think...it suits you quite well..."

She said sternly, "It's not suitable. Return it."

But actually...

She tried it secretly.

The size... is exactly as described.

That idiot... he has a sharp eye, though.

"this time……"

Ling Qianxue looked at the ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).

"I've bought them all!"

Pull out another drawer and open it!

Inside... there were more than a dozen pairs of stockings neatly stacked.

White, black, lace-trimmed, knee-length, jumpsuits...

All of these were sent by Su Chen in installments later on.

She tried on every single pair.

My favorite is that pair of pure white over-the-knee socks with delicate bows at the top.

Su Chen said it was the Absolute Territory. Although she didn't understand what it meant, but... when she wore it, that idiot's eyes would light up especially brightly.

"tonight……"

Ling Qianxue picked up the pair of white over-the-knee socks and then chose a plain white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a relatively conservative style.

then……

She started changing her clothes.

She took off that unchanging plain white Taoist robe, revealing a petite yet stunningly curvaceous body beneath.

Ling Qianxue glanced down, a faint blush rising on her face.

You can't see your toes when you look down!

She remembered... Su Chen especially liked this place.

In my past life, every time I channeled spiritual energy, that idiot's hand would accidentally brush against it, and his whole face would turn red, wanting to look but not daring to.

Finally, after being glared at coldly by her, he hurriedly looked away.

"this time……"

Ling Qianxue put on that moon-white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).

It was indeed very thin, and felt cool against the skin, yet it subtly revealed the fair skin underneath.

Appearing and disappearing...

Then, she picked up the pair of white over-the-knee socks, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully put them on.

The silky smooth fabric hugged her calves, the socks ending a few inches above the knee...

The bow at the top of the sock... is positioned right at the absolute territory (area of ​​skin/crown).

Ling Qianxue stood up and walked to the mirror.

The girl in the mirror...

Her silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her face was stunningly beautiful.

The moon-white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) accentuated her slender waist and full bust.

Beneath the skirt, a pair of slender, long legs encased in pure white over-the-knee stockings...

Barefoot on the ice...

"Chen'er..."

Ling Qianxue looked at herself in the mirror and murmured softly.

"I'll wear it for you to see."

"so……"

"Stop looking at other women."

"Is that okay?"

Before the words were finished—

call out!

A communication talisman flew through the air and landed in front of her with a thud.