The sister who traveled through time wants to dominate the other world and become the empress!

In the sect——

"House search."

At a command, more than a dozen men in white pushed the door open and rummaged through the drawers.

Zhu Yu sat at the stone table, rubbing the rim of the cup with tea in his hand, with two guards standing behind him.

"Brother Zhu, we found a cabinet with blood stains in Brother Yi's room."

Then the cabinet was brought up.

bang——

The cabinet was pried open, revealing a cabinet full of human skin masks, with faces of men, women, young and old.

"Brother Zhu... these are the skins they peeled off for their disguises."

Zhu Yu showed no sign of expression. He took a sip of tea and held the cup tightly in his hands.

With a bang, it broke.

"These two rooms were set on fire."

"This……"

Zhu Yu glanced at his fellow apprentice at the table with a stern look, "What's wrong?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhu, I'll do it right away."

Soon, the whole yard was filled with thick smoke and blazing flames, and everyone stood obediently at the back of the yard.

Zhu Yu waved his hand to isolate the fire area.

"I think everyone knows what happened. From today onwards, all disciples of our sect will move to the back valley. No one is allowed to leave the mountain without permission."

"Brother Zhu, the sect master hasn't come back yet, you can't just make this decision, right?"

"Junior Brother Lanzi, you are so close to Senior Brother Yi, but you didn't realize he is a demon. Could it be that you are also a demon?"

The gentle words and sharp tone brought a chill.

"No, no, no, Brother Zhu, you're joking. My face is not someone else's face." Lan Zi looked left and right with an awkward smile.

“Everyone, get up the mountain. Anyone who disobeys my order will disappear along with this pile of ashes.”

Zhu Yu clenched his right fist and raised the broken teacup into the air, scattering the fragments. Blood slid down his palm, dripped down his arm and soaked into his sleeves. The fire instantly burned more fiercely, and the burning temperature made everyone retreat one after another.

"If anyone dares to step out of the barrier, he will be hung up to be eaten by eagles and thrown into the Hell Valley."

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Outside Xiahou Mansion.

"Ze'an, aren't you curious about what happened today?"

"If you want to tell me, then you will tell me. If you don't want to, then it would be unnecessary for me to ask."

Ze'an smiled and looked at Xu An's face. Seeing some dry mud at the corners of her eyes, he reached out and gently wiped it off.

……

Xu An opened his lips slightly and looked at Ze An blankly, their eyes met.

Quiet and exciting.

The wind blew on his face, the snow fell, Ze'an's eyes were burning, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he hesitated and withdrew his hand into his sleeve, turned around and hid the slightly warm face.

"It's cold, let's go into the mansion."

"Hmm? Yeah, okay."

Did I trigger some plot just now? Why do I feel like my brain is disconnected? It's like a buzzing, what's this feeling?

Xu An walked in quick and broken steps, pulling the string of his cloak, rushing forward with his head down and absent-minded. When he was going up the stone steps, he accidentally stepped on the hem of Ze An's clothes, hitting his back, and fell backwards by inertia.

"Eh!"

Ze'an grabbed Xu An's waist, the strands of hair on his forehead fluttered in the air, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand were put together and slightly curled, and Xu An's tied cloak slipped off.

He put his left hand around Xu An's neck, let go of his cloak with his right hand, and naturally put his arm around her waist. He suddenly picked her up sideways, held her against his arms, and walked into the house.

Xu An should have been very cold, but for some reason he felt hot from head to heart. He clasped Ze'an's neck tightly with both hands and looked along Ze'an's chin. There were some tiny snow particles scattered among the boy's hair and affectionate eyes under his dense eyelashes.

This...Ze'an's arms are so warm.

Bah bah bah, illusion, illusion!

Ze'an put Xu An on the bed, lifted his sleeves, and waved his five fingers. The cloak on the stone steps was buried in the snow, quietly turning into snowflakes and dissolving into the snow.

What kind of tattered cloak is unfit for use in our mansion?

Thinking of this, Ze An covered Xu An with the quilt and said, "Don't move. I'll go get you some medicine to prevent the cold."

"Ze, Ze'an, no need, just call Xiaoyu."

"You tied and tied the cloak that Zhu Yu put on you. I prepared some medicine for your cold, but you refused it?"

"This……"

Ze'an walked away, his back looking a little anxious and angry.

"What the hell is going on with Ze'an..."

Xu An sat up and touched the unusual clothes.

"System, I'm very curious, are you helping me today, or..."

Hesitantly, his index finger slowly swept across the jade bracelet.

"When can I go home? When can I see my parents?"

Just as he was lamenting, Ze'an pushed the door open and walked in, "Take the medicine."

"Hey! This is my bedroom, why didn't you knock on the door!"

"Take the medicine."

"I'm your sister, you should at least respect me, right?"

"Sister? How can we be related by blood?"

"Even if we are not related by blood, I am still a woman. How can you just barge into a woman's boudoir?"

Ze An ignored him, lowered his head, blew the medicine to cool it down, and fed it to Xu An's mouth, "Take the medicine."

"Did you listen to me?"

"Listen."

"I…"

Xu An wanted to teach Ze An a lesson, but his mouth was blocked by the medicine fed to him.

"Don't talk, take the medicine. I have been in and out of the mansion with you since I was a child. I lost my freedom because of you and took the blame for you. So what if I enter your bedroom?"

"Are you going to break into other people's bedrooms too?"

Ze An fed Xu An mouthful after mouthful of food, "I don't care about other people, but I am the only man who can enter your bedroom."

What kind of overbearing literature is this…?

"Ahem, cough."

Xu An choked, quickly took the medicine bowl and drank it all.

"I'm done drinking, please get out now, I need to change."

“……”, Ze’an stood up.

"Hey, wait!"

Xu An pulled out the amulet from under his pillow and held it in his hand. "Ze An, this is yours, right?"

Ze An turned around when he heard the voice and said, "Yes."

"Back to you."

"..."

"Although I don't know why you have this thing with me, I think it's better to return it to you."

Ze An squatted on the wooden steps in front of Xu An's bed and looked at her, "Please keep it for me."

After saying this, without even a moment's pause, he stood up and left, closing the door.

"Hey... I'll keep it for you?"

Ze'an did not leave. Instead, he stood on the stone steps outside Xu An's door, staring at the place where he and Xu An had a conversation after they woke up from falling into the water that night.

"Acupuncture needles... Is it really just a simple change of temperament?"