Chapter 93

In the dead of night in Jiangdu, the raindrops were like countless cold needles, piercing the dilapidated mountainside.

Shi Mingyue walked alone, step by step, along the muddy stone steps, approaching the old mud-walled house. Her face was pale, her lips were chapped, and there was a dark circle under her eyes. Her eyes were bloodshot, making her look somewhat eerie.

She raised her hand, her knuckles white from the cold and the force, and knocked on the door.

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound was torn to pieces by the rain.

Footsteps came from inside the door. The moment Song Yuan pulled back the latch, a cold light shone on Shi Mingyue's face. She took a sharp half-step back, as if she had seen a wandering ghost in the dead of night: "And who are you?"

Shi Mingyue spoke, her voice deep and gloomy, like a snake slithering across cold stone, or a ghost brushing past the ear: "My fiancée, Yun Zhan... has come here. You're a transmigrator too, right? So, tell me where she went?"

Song Yuan's expression changed drastically, and she slammed the door shut.

Shi Mingyue reached out first, forcefully blocking the doorframe from making a dull thud. Her knuckles instantly turned purple, but she didn't even frown; only the cracks in her eyes deepened.

His crazed and obsessive appearance was just like that of a vengeful spirit.

"Are you crazy?! You lunatic! Don't you want your hand anymore?" Song Yuan was startled.

She looked up at Shi Mingyue. The girl was dressed in gorgeous clothes, each piece of which was very expensive, but her appearance was as cold and lifeless as a living dead person.

“Tell me…where is Yun Zhan…I want my fiancée.” Shi Mingyue’s voice was hoarse, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Song Yuan, not missing a single expression.

"Get lost, I don't know."

Shi Mingyue gripped the wooden door tightly, stubbornly saying, "Impossible."

The bodyguard panicked and shouted, "Miss! Let go!"

Song Yuan shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Shi Mingyue remained motionless, raindrops dripping down her chin like tiny, cold snakes.

She stared at Song Yuan, her pupils shrinking to pinpoints, but a twisted smile played on her lips: "No—possible."

Left with no other option, the bodyguards had to break down the door together. The moment the wooden door was flung open, cold wind and rain rushed into the mud walls.

The lights flickered, as if trembling with fear from a mad obsession.

Shi Mingyue stepped into the room, her shoes shattering the lamplight on the floor. She was soaked to the bone, but seemed oblivious to the cold. Only one thought kept pounding in her chest...

Take Yun Zhan back.

Shi Mingyue stood on the muddy ground, her shoes already soaked through, but she felt no cold; all her senses were occupied by her mad obsession.

Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and a white figure materialized out of thin air.

Bai Jichen floated in mid-air, her clothes fluttering without wind, like a ghost stained white by the night.

Bai Jichen's voice was soft and gentle, with an inexplicable lightness: "She chose this herself, so she can't blame anyone else."

The bodyguards were terrified by the sudden appearance of the "female ghost." They turned pale, took several steps back, and some even fell to the ground, letting out terrified screams.

But the moon remained completely still.

She looked up, her eyes filled with no fear, only a thick, almost dripping, resentment that pierced Bai Jichen like a poisoned knife.

Shi Mingyue's voice was low and hoarse: "It was you...it was you who took her away."

As soon as she finished speaking, an unprecedented resentment erupted from her body, distorting the surrounding magnetic field due to this madness.

Bai Jichen frowned, her expression shifting between light and dark. She could clearly feel the resentment emanating from Shi Mingyue like invisible chains, tightly binding her and making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Bai Jichen bit her lip. Oh no…

Shi Mingyue is one of the female protagonists of this world. The stability of the world will be affected by her, and she herself will also be affected by Shi Mingyue's resentment, so much so that she is almost unable to move.

The rain stopped abruptly, as if the air inside the mud wall had been instantly sucked out. Shi Mingyue raised her hand, the muzzle of a gun protruding from under the hem of her raincoat, the dark hole pointing straight into the air—the movement was frighteningly calm, as if she were merely pulling a pen from her pocket.

"Give me Yun Zhan...." Her voice was low and hoarse, like a vengeful ghost, each word uttered slowly and deliberately, "Or I'll kill you."

A frenzied crimson surged in Shi Mingyue's eyes. The gun in her arms was heavy, and the coldness of the metal seeped into her skin through her clothes.

She knew very well that fox demons were not invulnerable to swords and spears. Yun Zhan's experience told her that Bai Jichen was someone who could be killed.

"If Yun Zhan doesn't come back."

Shi Mingyue murmured to herself, her voice like an echo rising from the abyss: "Then I'll die with you... Anyway, life without Yun Zhan is meaningless."

Her finger tightened slightly as she pulled the trigger, the muzzle of the gun remaining eerily steady in the rain.

For the first time, Bai Jichen felt the fear of being locked in by death. This was not a threat from an ordinary person, but an ultimatum from a madman whose beloved had been taken away.

"You're really sick, all for a time traveler..."

"Yun Zhan, give it to me..."

The air froze into ice.

The distance between the gun muzzle and the woman in white was less than a meter. Shi Mingyue looked at her coldly. Before coming here, she had already prepared herself for the possibility that she would never return.

The will and other documents have been written.

"That's enough... Stop suppressing me! It's so annoying..." Bai Jichen covered her forehead, her eyes fierce. She was truly influenced by Shi Mingyue.

Bai Jichen raised his hand and snapped his fingers, making a "click" sound.

The next instant, Shi Mingyue felt a weight in her arms as Yun Zhan's body appeared out of thin air, still warm, but his breathing as light as a feather.

Shi Mingyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and she tightened her arms around the person, pulling her into her embrace as if she wanted to embed her into her very bones and never let anyone take her away again.

"Yun Zhan!"

Shi Mingyue's voice was hoarse, but so low that only the two of them could hear it. Her fingertips trembled as she stroked that familiar face.

I checked every inch of the eyebrows, eyes, and lips, afraid that it might be another hallucination.

Bai Jichen's face turned pale, and his voice was cold and hard: "This is her body. I can only summon her body back. As for her consciousness, it has returned to her original world."

Why can't my consciousness return?

“She uncovered Minton’s core secrets, which is equivalent to completing a mission. It was her own choice, so I can’t blame her.”

Shi Mingyue ignored him, only lowering her head to rub her cheek against Yun Zhan's forehead, her breathing rapid and hot.

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe that this person was willing to leave, but Bai Jichen raised his hand and made a gesture, and a phantom appeared in the air: Yun Zhan sat under the lamp in the old house, his fingertips hesitatingly turning the dark book. The next second, the pages turned into a vortex, swallowing her figure completely, confirming the word "voluntary".

The image faded away, and the mud wall fell into dead silence.

Shi Mingyue hugged the unresponsive Yun Zhan tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. The scarlet in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unfathomable darkness, like the sea before a storm, eerily calm.

She stopped screaming and threatening, and instead lowered her head to press her forehead against Yun Zhan's: "You should have a way to bring her consciousness back, right?"

For the first time, Bai Jichen saw an unyielding resolve on that crazed face.

"There's nothing I can do. I've done my best to bring her body back. Once her consciousness leaves, no one can stop it."

Leaning on her cane, Song Yuan stepped into the lamplight and snorted coldly, "Stop making a scene, Miss. This isn't the place for you to act tough. She's not resolute; she opened that book…she abandoned you!"

Bai Jichen didn't even bother to glance at him before turning and stepping into the rain. His white clothes were instantly swallowed by the night, and even his back view exuded a cold indifference, as if it were none of his business.

Shi Mingyue stood there, feeling dizzy and her vision blurred; she couldn't even see Song Yuan's face clearly anymore.

Jian Songyuan's words, "She is not firm in her heart," became a blunt weapon, striking her heart again and again. It was pain, emptiness, collapse, and desolation where even hatred could not find a place to land.

Shi Mingyue's legs went weak, and the bodyguard hurriedly reached out to support her, but she grabbed his sleeve with her own hand: "No... she won't betray me."

She promised to stay…

She agreed to marry me.

She promised to have my child.

Shi Mingyue didn't cry or shout. She just stared intently at the wooden door battered by the wind and rain, her eyes like those of a trapped beast nailed to a cross, filled with despair and madness, yet with nowhere to vent her frustration.

The sound of rain pounding on the roof was like countless tiny mocking words, reminding her that she had lost this round completely.

Yun Zhan really did read that book.

She chose to stay by her side.

But they still didn't give up on finding out the truth.

Shi Mingyue's mind was buzzing. She frowned and slapped her forehead hard. No... this isn't how it is. Why? Why did you abandon me...?

At two o'clock in the morning, only the wall lamps remained in the corridor of Mingyue Villa.

Shi Mingyue held Yun Zhan in a daze, her light steps crossing the corridor, her footsteps as light as a cat's, yet each step made the floor creak slightly, as if even the wood knew that the person in her arms was not breathing.

She pushed open the door, locked it, laid Yun Zhan flat on the bed, and climbed up herself, curling up like a feline.

She didn't cry or shout. She just bent down and kissed Yun Zhan's cheeks, eyebrows, and nose inch by inch, finally stopping at his lips, which were cooler than she remembered, but still had the familiar shape.

She pressed her lips against his, gently rubbing them, like a child hugging their favorite toy, unwilling to let go.

On the carpet in the corner, she curled up into a small ball, her back pressed against the cold, hard wall, as if that could block the ever-growing emptiness.

Her eyes were empty and lifeless, yet she murmured over and over again, her voice so low it was barely a whisper: "Yun Zhan... please come back, my wife... I can't live without you."

The murmurs echoed in the empty room, like the tides lapping against the shore, never ceasing.

She hugged Yun Zhan tightly, her arms digging into him until they ached, but it still wasn't enough. She wanted to embed herself into that unresponsive body, to warm him with her own body heat, but the person in her arms remained as still as a porcelain statue.

The wall lamp cast their shadows onto the wall, overlapping and forming a distorted mess…

Shi Mingyue buried her face in Yun Zhan's neck, and tears finally rolled down her cheeks. But it wasn't a torrential cry; it was a silent seepage, like rainwater seeping into a crack in a wall, slowly soaking her heart until it swelled and ached, yet she couldn't make a sound.

She huddled in the corner, holding the lifeless Yun Zhan as if he were her last piece of driftwood, letting the night slowly engulf her.