Was that Sista Anderson’s test for her just now?
The Blood Princess had intentionally transformed into Tii’s appearance to test her loyalty. Now Su Ling finally understood, but unfortunately, it was already too late.
The ice-cold, black-haired girl looked down at Su Ling from above. Her hands hung at her sides, and her gaze had turned sharp. Above her, the thick layers of clouds dispersed with the wind.
The intense sense of oppression caused Su Ling to shrink her body back further.
During the time when her relationship with Sista had softened, Su Ling had indeed said words in support of Sista Anderson. But those words were more to express her feelings as a lover.
To put it plainly, she only wanted to comfort Sista when she was in a low mood and had no other intentions. However, the Blood Princess before her seemed to have misunderstood something.
“Is that woman really that important to you?” Sista Anderson questioned, almost through gritted teeth.
“A notorious assassin who does dirty work in the shadows. I told you long ago that being with her would only get you killed, yet you didn’t listen to my advice at all!”
“Highness, I…”
Su Ling’s eyes widened as she stared blankly at the furious girl.
“Why can’t you just listen to me? I rescued you from the cage, gave you the job of a Maid, and gave you my love—but you have no self-awareness as my property!”
“Is it that Tii who usually pampers you? Was it her who left those kiss marks? I already suspected it… You are full of lies yourself, always acting on your own without my consent!”
Sista’s eyes were wide with fury, her voice trembling with rage. Su Ling gazed at her without saying a word, making no attempt to argue.
She didn’t know what kind of reaction she should make now. She had been captured and brought back, and Tii’s life or death was still unknown. At this moment, Sista Anderson would certainly not forgive her easily.
Everything seemed to have been ruined.
Not long ago, Tii was still telling her about the beautiful life they would have after going to the Human Kingdom. But in an instant, those fantasies had been completely shattered.
How was Tii now? Was her injured eye okay? Did she fall into the river? Or was she captured by the Ansels’ soldiers?
Tii… are you okay?
Su Ling’s heart gradually grew cold, not only because of her own situation but also because of the red-haired girl who had just confessed her feelings to her not long ago.
I haven’t even given a proper response to your confession yet… Will I really be able to see you again?
She didn’t want to say anything, and there was nothing she could say. She could only let herself be pushed forward by the gears of fate and accept everything that was about to happen.
This submissive appearance only served to make Sista’s anger burn even hotter.
“Crying? You’re not speaking? Are you apologizing? Begging for mercy?”
The Blood Princess fired off several questions in a row, but Su Ling remained silent.
She stood still for a moment, let out a cold snort, and then slowly walked to the side of the silver-haired girl who was kneeling on the ground. She crouched down, facing the girl in a half-kneeling posture.
Then, she raised her hand. Her sharp, long nails dug forcefully into Su Ling’s neck, leaving two eye-catching crimson marks.
“It seems that if I don’t give you more punishment, you won’t remember who your Master is.”
A faint light emanated from her blood-red eyes as she stared at Su Ling’s small face, which had become pale and filled with pain, as if she wanted to devour Su Ling whole.
“Si… Sista, Your Highness… please… it hurts…”
A sharp pain surged, and Su Ling finally couldn’t help but speak. She trembled and shrank back. Marks were pressed into her fair, delicate skin by the nails, and even fresh blood began to seep out.
But Sista Anderson had no intention of loosening her grip; instead, she pressed even closer.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes…”
“Endure it. Remember this feeling of pain well.”
She forcefully pushed Su Ling down onto the beach. Her long black hair draped down as her pale hands pinned Su Ling’s weak shoulders.
“The pain you’ve brought me… is more than just this.”
Her cold voice was trembling.
Seeing her like this, Su Ling became somewhat distracted.
Why did she say that? Was Sista also in pain?
She didn’t understand why Sista would say such things. In her memory, Sista had always been a high-and-mighty, arrogant existence. She had never seen Sista show such a side.
However, before Su Ling could react, Sista’s lips were already pressed forcefully against hers, as if she wanted to pour out all of her possessiveness.
“Mmph—No—”
Su Ling instinctively began to struggle. Her hands pushed against Sista’s shoulders, trying to escape this sudden violation. But Sista’s strength far exceeded hers. Her struggling was futile and only made Sista’s control even firmer.
Her mouth was forced open, followed by the sensation of a tongue carrying a majestic floral fragrance, along with a slightly bitter, numbing taste.
Wait, the Blood Princess wasn’t just kissing her.
Su Ling’s heart rate accelerated and her breathing became rapid. She felt a liquid being forced into her mouth, but it was too late to do anything else.
What… what is this?
It’s so bitter. Is it medicine? Does Sista want to drug her!?
“Gah… cough!”
The taste of the medicine was bitter and pungent. Su Ling’s throat involuntarily constricted, and she began to cough violently, trying to spit the liquid out. But Sista firmly held her mouth shut, leaving her no room for resistance.
Before she could struggle much longer, the medicine quickly took effect within Su Ling’s body. She felt a wave of dizziness as her strength seemed to be drained away, and her body became increasingly weak.
It’s over… my consciousness is starting to blur again…
In her vision, Sista’s figure became distorted before she finally sank into darkness.
Watching the silver-haired girl’s body gradually collapse, the corners of Sista Anderson’s mouth sank slightly. Her brow was furrowed, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.
Gently, she lowered her head and used the tip of her tongue to meticulously lick away the blood residue on Su Ling’s neck. Then, she carefully picked up Su Ling’s entire body, as if she were holding a precious treasure.
At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the distance. Guards rushed over, their expressions anxious and uneasy.
“Your Highness Sista, the assassin escaped. We failed to capture her. Please punish us, Your Highness!”
Tangmusen spoke while quietly signaling with his eyes.
Sista Anderson turned around indifferently. “Useless things. Forget it.”
She held the girl in her arms tightly and looked toward the river scenery sinking into the night. Tii—no, that “assassin”—had long since taken advantage of the chaos to escape, disappearing to who knows where.
It didn’t matter. The thing she wanted was already in her hands. Now, Sista only wanted that meddlesome person to disappear forever.
***
Su Ling didn’t know how long she had been unconscious.
The moment she opened her eyes, she almost thought she was hallucinating. Everything before her made her think she had traveled back in time.
A dim, damp stone-walled room, a metal cage glinting with a cold light, and the icy handcuffs on her wrists—everything was exactly as it was when she first entered Hailuosen Castle.
Su Ling moved her arm, and the crisp clinking sound of the iron chain immediately reached her ears. Her heart skipped a beat as she finally snapped back to her senses. What she saw before her was not a dream, but the absolute reality.
“Why… why am I here?”
She murmured to herself blankly and looked around.
This was an environment completely foreign to her. The room wasn’t large, about the same size as her original bedroom. There was no clutter around, only four high walls that looked like dark shadows.
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