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Embrace the strong man's slender waist (Rebirth)

Author: Sizang

Chapter 1 Prologue

My fiancé, the leader of the alliance, came to call off the wedding two weeks before it was to take place.

I died the night he broke off the engagement, crashing into a cliff not far from his house.

At that time, I still carried the purse I hadn't given him yet, with his name, Ruan Bicheng, neatly embroidered on it, along with two butterflies.

Such a scene of a woman abandoning her husband and dying for love... is really too obvious. If I said my death was purely accidental, would you believe me?

Looking back on my life before I died, I think it can be summarized in one sentence: I lived a stifled life and died a pathetic one.

My mother was a concubine, and she only struggled for two things in her life: to give birth to a son and to overthrow the first wife.

Unfortunately, all attempts failed.

She was depressed, feeling that I was not as intelligent as her aunt's daughter and not as good-looking as her aunt's son, and she was extremely frustrated. But I still had my merits, which was that I was upright.

She is of dignified appearance, dignified martial arts skills, and dignified character. I have lived uprightly for the past nineteen years, and have never even touched a man's hand, which perfectly suits my identity as the eldest daughter of the Lu family, a martial arts clan.

The most extraordinary thing I can think of that ever happened was that Ruan Bicheng personally chose me...

Even as I die, I still can't understand why he chose me. He was so good-looking, from such a wealthy family, and a top-notch leader of the Young Alliance. Even if he didn't choose the aunt's daughter, the chances of him choosing the aunt's son would have been higher than choosing me.

But he chose me. At the time, I was shocked, horrified, and completely baffled. In the end, I could only accept the conclusion circulating among the people in the martial arts world—the leader had just lost his father and was so devastated that he made a mistake in judgment and went blind.

For the next three years, I lived in fear and trembling under the title of the Alliance Leader's fiancée. I survived assassination attempts by the Demonic Cult and ambushes by the Alliance Leader's loyal female warrior. I finally made it through his mourning period and thought I could finally get married, but the Alliance Leader suddenly and decisively broke off the engagement.

The reason was that his mother suddenly remembered that he had a younger cousin with whom he was betrothed since childhood.

A few days ago, this little cousin suffered a terrible calamity. Her entire family was wiped out by the evil cult. Her parents died, her brother was kidnapped, and she managed to escape. With no one to rely on, she had no choice but to travel thousands of miles to seek refuge with her cousin, the leader of the cult...

Such a horrific reason, such a shameless and evil cult, makes one sigh with regret.

So when my father asked for my opinion, I timidly asked, "Why weren't they silenced?"

I saw my father's twitching eyes and the surprise, astonishment, and a hint of disdain in the leader's gaze, so I quickly added, "It's truly a blessing from heaven!"

My father's face darkened completely. The leader of the alliance frowned slightly as he stared at me. I felt it was inappropriate for me to speak again, so I whispered, "I will follow Father's arrangements."

And then, that very night, I died by an astonishing coincidence.

I lay in a pool of blood, clutching my purse, feeling a sense of resentment... I hadn't even touched a man's hand, and I was dying like this? How could I accept this?! How could I!

Chapter 2 One

My resentment was so strong that it moved Heaven, and I miraculously survived.

When I came back to life, my feelings were very complicated. It was a dark and windy night, with light gauze curtains and soft curtains. I was on the bed, naked and feeling chilly.

A strange, faint fragrance wafted through the small room. My mind was twitching and I couldn't organize my thoughts. Just as I was about to move, the tip of a sword was thrust in from outside the gauze curtain, its cold light flashing menacingly at my throat.

I choked back the air I was about to exhale, instinctively holding my breath and pretending to be dead. My heart was filled with despair. Was God playing a trick on me? Or was He just playing a trick on me?

"Dead?" A dusty figure stood outside the gauze curtain, a thin profile with a pointed chin, seemingly a very handsome man. His tone was light and cheerful, "Finished so quickly?"

"My lord, please forgive me. I didn't even have time to ask before..." There was another person kneeling beside him, also a man, whose eyes were lowered and whose features were not clearly visible.

The man with the sword let out a seductive "oh," and then the sword dangled at my throat before landing on my naked chest.

My body hair stood on end for a moment, then tightened again as I squinted at my chest. I was a little startled; my chest seemed... a little different from before... subtly larger.

Could it be that I was unconscious for a long time? And grew up again? But this quiet growth is a bit too... exaggerated.

"Weren't you full of life just now?" the man said with a smile. "Didn't I say I'd leave you alive..."

"It wasn't me who did it!" the man kneeling by the bed hurriedly explained. "I only wanted to get her drunk so I could interrogate her, but she fainted after just one cup of wine."

"liquor?"

The sword tip was pulled back from my chest, and in that instant I truly felt what it meant to be a blade that cuts through a hair and draws blood. What a fine sword! A casual retraction caused me to bleed profusely.

I was in so much pain that I was sweating profusely and dared not breathe. I squinted and saw the thin figure sway to the table, pick up a wine cup, sniff it, and then chuckle, "There are really a lot of people who want her dead."

"Does Your Excellency mean... someone poisoned him?"

He Man laughed and said, "Little Su Xie is cautious in everything he does, he probably never expected that he would die from a packet of aphrodisiac powder."

Su Xie? Who is that? It sounds familiar... but I don't quite understand.

The kneeling person exclaimed in surprise, "Aphrodisiac? That's not poison..."

It's an aphrodisiac, I know that!

I heard the sound of the incense burner being overturned with a clang, and immediately a strong fragrance filled the air, making me dizzy and lightheaded.

"With the aphrodisiac powder and the salsa incense, it's no wonder she died." The man pointed at the incense burner with the tip of his sword, quite intrigued. "Not many people know this method, and even fewer can replace her incense... Who exactly is this person?"

"My lord..." the kneeling man looked up and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Sigh." The man sighed softly, "How boring." His voice was mournful at the end. Under the soft moonlight, I only saw his shadow flicker, a flash of cold light, and then blood splattered on the bed curtains in front of me.

I was so shocked that I held my breath and closed my eyes. After that, there was nothing but a dull thud and faint footsteps. I don't know how much time passed, but there was complete silence, not even the sound of breathing. Only then did I dare to slowly pull the blanket over myself and reach out to lift the curtain.

The dark figure leaning against the bed curtains suddenly fell down, and something rolled out and came to a stop against the corner of the table.

By the moonlight, I could see clearly and broke out in a cold sweat. It was a human head, covered in blood, staring at me with its eyes wide open in death.

It's none of my business...

I turned my head, touched the clothes beside the bed, and hurriedly put them on. My mind was filled with mixed feelings and countless questions, but one thing was clear: this place was terrifying...

My whole body ached and felt numb. I stepped barefoot onto the ground and turned around, only to freeze in place—it was a ghost…

The window creaked open and closed in the wind, letting in a ray of moonlight that shone brightly on the bronze mirror opposite. The soft, cold light reflected out, and I saw the girl in the mirror.

It's a ghost story.

My mind went blank for a few moments, and I kept trying to figure out who the person in the mirror was. In the end, I was terrified...

The person in the mirror looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Her face was pale and bloodless, her eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful they seemed to bewitch her, and her figure was so curvaceous. She was not tall, but strangely beautiful. She stood under the window and stared at the bronze mirror.

I slapped myself across the face, the pain making my eyes gleam. What the hell! It wasn't a dream… I was alive! I clearly died on the cliff behind the mountain; even if I was reincarnated, it was too fast!

Admittedly, I am very plain-looking, not even handsome, but I am dignified and have a calming presence. I have looked like this for nineteen years. Except for a little regret when the leader of the alliance broke off our engagement, I am quite satisfied with my appearance. At least I am safe and sound.

A gentle breeze blew in, and my head throbbed with a chaotic headache as I stood in front of the mirror. Before I could even sort out my thoughts, I heard a loud crash of shattered porcelain at the door. Turning around, I saw broken cups and saucers scattered on the floor, and a pale-faced boy standing on the threshold.

The room was a scene of carnage, and I looked half-dead. This seemed to frighten the boy. He pursed his thin lips slightly and took off running. I noticed that his wrists were chained together.

I was confused about the situation, but I felt that the most important thing to do was to leave this place. So I ran out immediately. As soon as I ran out of the room, I saw two people coming from the corridor not far away. One was the boy from before, and the other was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old. They were both rushing towards me.

Instinctively, I ducked into the flower bushes in front of the door, and then I heard two people stop one after the other in front of the house.

"Miss..." The young man was about to say something when the girl raised her hand to stop him.

Through the gaps in the flowers and trees, I saw a girl standing at the door, timidly peeking inside and asking, "Sister? Is Sister Su Xie here?"

Su Xie? That name again. A bad feeling washed over me. This house must belong to Su Xie. And what about my body…?

"Sister Su Xie?" the girl called out a few more times, but no one answered. She turned her head, her delicate brows furrowed, and looked at the boy, asking, "Did you really see her alive just now?"

The boy lowered his eyes, nodded, and said in a trembling voice, "She was just in the house..."

The girl stopped asking questions, lifted her skirt, and went into the house, calling out as she went to look for someone on the couch. We boys also went into the house, tiptoeing out from the flower bushes, hoping to slip away, but just as we lifted our feet, we heard the girl behind us shout, "Who's there!"

I took off running, and the girl chased after me out of the room, calling after me, "Stop!"

Anyone who stops is a fool! I ran haphazardly down the corridor, not daring to look back. Hearing the pursuers getting closer behind me, I leaped down the corridor and, without thinking, scrambled up the red wall not far away. Just then, I heard the girl behind me shout, "You dare to go to the forbidden area..."

Before I could hear what they said next, I fell in.

I was thrown around, feeling dizzy and disoriented. The wound on my chest hurt so much that I gasped for breath. Before I could catch my breath, a pair of curved eyebrows and eyes appeared in front of me. A delicate, fair face looked at me with slightly furrowed brows.

"Su Su?"

I was startled, rolled over and covered his mouth with my hand, saying in a panic, "Don't shout! If you... if you shout again I'll... throw you over there!"

He blinked his long, curly eyelashes and looked at me with a wronged expression.

I continued my threat, "There's a fierce-looking woman over there. You know women are tigers, right?"

He blinked again, looking very innocent and wet at me, which made me feel a little guilty. I couldn't help but say, "If you don't shout, I'll let you go."

He nodded obediently.

I hesitated for a moment before letting go. In the dappled moonlight, he pursed his lips, which had been reddened from being covered, revealing two small dimples that were quite charming. I couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. He looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with fair and delicate skin, and crescent-shaped eyebrows and eyes. With his two small dimples, he looked as docile as a little rabbit.

Oh my, it melted my heart.

He blinked and asked me softly, "Does it hurt?"

Huh? I was confused. "Pain?"

He pointed with his finger, his eyes crinkling with a smile, and said, "It looks like a lot of blood has been lost."

I looked down and saw a patch of blood on my white shirt, the crimson stain seeping through. A sharp pain shot through me. I clutched my chest and said, "Could you please find me a doctor? I think I'm going to die..."

The boy nodded, then shook his head, looking at me with some hesitation, "I can't get out..."

I looked around and saw that it was a fairly large garden with lush flowers and trees. There was a small pond not far away, where white water lilies were blooming in abundance. Further away were the side rooms.

He pointed to the large, red gate in the distance. "There are guards at the gate."

Could he be under house arrest here? I looked at the young boy with a bit of sympathy, when he suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed happily, "I have medicine in my room, I can help you!"

After a moment's thought, I realized I had no other options, so I helped the young boy to his bedroom.

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As soon as I sat down in the room, I hesitated and regretted it. Watching the young boy rummage through drawers, emptying bottles of unknown medicine onto the floor, and then finding scissors, a dagger, and pruning pliers, I couldn't help but say, "No need for all that trouble... I can stop the bleeding myself..."

Before I could finish speaking, the little boy squatted down in front of me, looking at me pitifully, "I will, really!"

I gave a twitching smile. "Really?"

He was so frustrated that he kept his head down and didn't say a word.

I felt that this was not a good idea, after all, they meant well, and I shouldn't undermine the young man's confidence, so I smiled gently and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the place where I'm injured... is not very convenient."

He looked up at me with his watery eyes and said, "I don't mind."

I mind...