The temperamental white moonlight is back, and the entire Marquis's family obediently calls him

She had already accepted that it was all just bad luck and silently accepted the tragic situation of her body being occupied for fourteen years.

After all, the time-traveling woman had disappeared without a trace. She couldn't find the other party, so she couldn't just search for her in the void, nor could she hold a grudge against herself for the rest of her life.

So she tried to be as happy as possible and live in the moment.

So she tries to be content with every moment, and to be happy with her husband and children by her side.

But now, she knows the time-traveling woman is still alive.

The overwhelming hatred and intense killing intent that she had been suppressing in her heart finally had an outlet.

She was even incredibly relieved that Chu Yuan'er hadn't been killed by Zhou Ningchuan.

From now on, the person she hates is no longer a floating idea, an illusion that makes one question its existence.

She no longer needs to feel lost and confused about the fourteen years that have mysteriously disappeared on some night, nor does she need to swing her sword at the air anymore.

The enemy has become a real person.

Her sword was finally able to kill her opponent!

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Meanwhile, the He family...

"Miss Chu, the paper is ready."

Standing by the window, Chu Yuan'er didn't turn around. She stared blankly at the small courtyard—the one He Ling had arranged for her.

She told He Ling that only when her field of vision was clean could she stop overthinking and focus on the past, bringing He Ling what he wanted.

Therefore, everything in the courtyard was designed according to her preferences, with a simple and elegant style, and almost all of them were very light, nearly white in color.

But she still found it hard to calm down.

Failed.

A month has passed, and she still hasn't recovered from the failure.

Even with the help of another person, she still failed to win Zhou Ningchuan's heart, and even drifted further and further away from him, causing him to hate her.

Chu Yuan'er didn't understand. She and Zhou Ningchuan were clearly on the same path, and they were the ones who should have been sticking together for warmth.

Lu Mingzhao is very good.

But precisely because Lu Mingzhao is such a good person, and would be happy with anyone, she shouldn't take away someone else's only salvation.

Why can't Lu Mingzhao give up?

Why do we have to compete with her?

Why couldn't Zhou Ningchuan see this point either?

Chu Yuan'er closed her eyes. The scene of being dragged into the torture chamber that day was still vivid in her mind. Just thinking about it made her heart ache.

It wasn't just because of the torture.

What pained her was that the person who ordered the torture was Zhou Ningchuan.

Zhou Ningchuan just kept opening and closing his mouth, his eyes cold and ruthless, as if she were some kind of heinous criminal.

But all she wanted was to be closer to him. What did she do wrong?

She was even willing to treat his children as her own, and couldn't bear to harm the three children. Doesn't that show that what she wanted was very simple?

"Miss Chu?"

It wasn't until the maid's voice came again that Chu Yuan'er came to her senses and smiled at her.

"Thank you, Xiaodie."

Xiao Die was a maid that He Ling arranged to be by her side. Although it was said to be serving her, it was actually a disguised form of surveillance.

But she had to be gentle with Xiaodie because Xiaodie was the only one by her side now.

She could only do things through Xiaodie if she wanted to do something or pass messages to He Ling.

"This is all I should do. Please call me if you need anything, Miss."

After Xiaodie finished speaking, she got up and left.

These days of getting along have allowed Chu Yuan'er to successfully gain Xiao Die's concession. As long as she finds a reasonable excuse, she can have her own space to breathe.

Chu Yuan'er walked quickly to the desk, closed the window beside it, picked up the brush, bit her lip, took a deep breath, and wrote:

"You've seen it all, we failed, and I want to give up."

"I'm barely surviving on the secrets you gave me, but how long can He Ling's patience last? I don't dare gamble."

Chu Yuan'er had tried everything when He Ling first brought her back, but He Ling was just like he appeared on the surface—detached from worldly affairs, even devoid of any manly desires, no, devoid of any human desires a living person should have.

In fact, Chu Yuan'er felt that he was even more terrifying than Zhou Ningchuan—at least in matters of the heart, Zhou Ningchuan was capable of experiencing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Ke Heling was like a jade statue, devoid of any warmth.

He Ling made it very clear to her that he only wanted that information.

If she provides the information, we can spare her life.

But Chu Yuan'er was truly terrified. What if He Ling's so-called way out was to beat her half to death and then throw her to Zhou Ningchuan?

At that time, she would feel like she was living a life worse than death.

Now, Chu Yuan'er can only try her best to communicate with the other party, hoping that the other party can help her find a way out. At least, she wants to live.

Chu Yuan'er put down her brush, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes.

She frowned repeatedly, and after a long while, she suddenly opened her eyes, her expression changed.

She picked up the pen somewhat awkwardly and wrote: "Giving up so soon? As the saying goes, 'Put yourself in a do-or-die situation and you'll find a way out.' You've endured so much hardship for so many years, are you really going to give up now?"

"Don't worry, just stay here with He Ling without worry. I'll send you a message every now and then. Give it to him and keep him hanging on, and he'll naturally keep you here."

"When the time is right, I'll give you a push and make you a chance to get out."

She paused, then thought of Zhou Ningchuan, and her teeth itched with hatred again: "...As for Zhou Ningchuan, you don't need to be discouraged. Since I promised to help you get the position of Lady of the Marquis, I will definitely keep my promise."

"In short, I'm here for you."

After she finished writing these words, she put down her brush and stretched.

She accidentally aggravated her recently healed whip wound, wincing in pain as she muttered, "Useless trash! I paved so many roads for you and you still couldn't finish them, and that little slut Zhou Ming'an managed to escape."

"Both mother and daughter are equally annoying."

"If I weren't running out of energy, I would have taken action myself long ago. Why would I need to teach you, a piece of trash, step by step like this?"

She gritted her teeth and cursed for a while before closing her eyes again.

After a while, Chu Yuan'er opened her eyes again and saw the note on the table. Her anxious heart gradually calmed down.

Fortunately, the mysterious person is still around and can help her resolve her current predicament.

In fact, she had received a letter from a mysterious person as early as when her father sent her to the Marquis's mansion.

At first, she didn't take it seriously, until she gradually developed feelings for Zhou Ningchuan.

Everything that followed happened naturally.

She didn't even know if the other person was male or female; all she knew was that their goal was to change the position of the Marquis's wife.

Knowing this is enough for Chu Yuan'er.

Do you think Chu Yuan'er regrets it?

She has no regrets.

When she agreed last year to let the "mysterious person" in her mind parasitize her body, she was determined to take a gamble.

Once the bet is placed, she cannot and does not want to regret it.

Now, the mysterious man asks her if she dares to take another gamble.

Chu Yuan'er's answer was, "I dare."

She firmly believed that she and Zhou Ningchuan were the same kind of people.

As devoted to Lu Mingzhao as Zhou Ningchuan was, she held the same devotion to Zhou Ningchuan.

Zhou Ningchuan got Lu Mingzhao.

Sooner or later, she will get Zhou Ningchuan.

...It definitely will.