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WTD Chapter 28

Blame yourself for your mistakes

“…Elder sister.”

In the girl’s calling, there were subtle threads of unease.

It spread through the magnificent and spacious royal court, momentarily appearing ethereal.

The head maid tactfully excused herself, leaving only Ji Lian and Sherya in the hall, facing the authority and pressure from their eldest sister.

Ji Yu Su sat upright on the towering throne, gazing down on the two as if she were a monarch, and Ji Lian’s eyes filled with awe and eagerness towards her older sister.

On the other hand, Sherya seemed more fearful.

She continued to fear herself and instinctively wanted to hide behind Ji Lian.

As if she were a fearsome beast, and Ji Lian the only solace she could seek!

Ji Yu Su, for the first time, felt restless, her emotions turbulent like never before, even her blood seemed to be in constant turmoil.

She should have been furious without reservation.

But she didn’t want to frighten Sherya.

So, she forcibly suppressed her emotions.

Giving Sherya a final chance at redemption.

“Sherya, come to my side.”

Ji Yu Su’s tone was as cold as ice.

Only someone with a bit of intelligence would understand how foolish it would be to defy Ji Yu Su at this moment.

However, Sherya appeared naive and ignorant.

Before becoming a slave, she was probably the pampered eldest lady of an elf noble family, utterly unaware of the concepts of “reading the situation” or “considering the bigger picture.”

Her only understanding was an almost adorable, animal-like instinct—seeking gain and avoiding harm.

Ji Lian, was kind, so she was good and didn’t want to be separated.

The master, on the other hand, was frightening, so…

She did something incredibly foolish and only added fuel to the fire!

Sherya actually resisted Ji Yu Su’s command!

Even in Ji Lian’s presence, she gingerly pulled at Ji Lian’s sleeve, as if seeking her protection!

The elf girl’s face was filled with a timid and helpless expression, like a delicate flower in the rain.

Yet, she didn’t understand that, despite both being from the Ji family, Ji Lian’s status was much lower than Ji Yu Su’s.

Just like her current internal turmoil and powerlessness.

Ji Lian also wished she could respond to Sherya’s expectations.

To gently embrace her, comfort her, and prevent her from crying.

But… her sister was already angry.

An angered sister… absolutely not to be defied!

In Ji Lian’s heart, rationality ultimately prevailed over emotion.

Or perhaps, it was simply that Sherya’s weight… wasn’t enough to prompt Ji Lian to rebel against Ji Yu Su.

So, the tightly grasped sleeve in the elf’s hand suddenly floated away.

Ji Lian, with closed eyes and gritted teeth, weakly moved her body away.

Like a kite cut loose.

Leaving Sherya’s fingers suspended in place.

The scene seemed frozen, the girl’s helplessness and sorrow reaching their peak, tears streaming down slowly.

Not to mention the renewed pressure imposed by Ji Yu Su.

“I said, come here!”

It’s hard to imagine that Sherya’s presence could make Ji Yu Su, as cold as an outcast immortal, lose her composure and repeat the same words for the second time.

Once again, hearing the call from her master.

Coupled with Ji Lian’s avoidance.

Finally, Sherya lost the last bit of resistance and strength.

She lowered her head, her delicate, pointed ears trembling with her body, and moved hesitantly towards Ji Yu Su on the throne.

She couldn’t count how much time had passed or how many steps she took.

Finally, she arrived by Ji Yu Su’s side.

She heard Ji Yu Su’s bitterly mocking laughter.

“Do you even know…”

“Who is your master?”

Having said that, she reached out towards the petite elf girl and roughly pulled her into her arms.

A sharp intake of breath followed by a gasp.

Sherya drew in a cold breath, her usually charming face now pale.

It must have hurt her.

Ji Yu Su’s gaze flickered, murky and unclear.

Her hand momentarily loosened its grip, but in the next moment, it tightened again.

She wanted Sherya to plead for mercy, to beg for forgiveness.

And Sherya indeed, without much dignity, did just that.

Legs spread, kneeling on either side of Ji Yu Su’s thighs, she sat in her lap.

Her cheek buried in Ji Yu Su’s chest, hands placed on the girl’s chest, constantly shaking her head.

Emitting urgent, fragile, and hoarse sounds like “Ah… aba… aba!”

Meaningless cries that couldn’t be distinguished.

Yet, their meaning was clearly understood.

“No, please… I beg you!”

“Master, I beg you!”

“It hurts… it hurts so much! Ouch…”

Well, now she realizes it hurts?

Why did you have to misbehave just now?

Ji Yu Su’s eyes were a bit fierce, a crimson hue dominating them, like the blood-red remnants of a sunset.

“Sister… please stop!”

Ji Lian couldn’t bear it any longer and called out again.

Lost in her actions, she knelt before Ji Yu Su, thinking this might earn forgiveness from her sister and intercede for Sherya.

However, she overlooked the fact that Ji Yu Su’s jealousy was raging at this moment.

The more Ji Lian pleaded for Sherya, the more ambiguous their relationship seemed.

So, you play the good person, winning Sherya’s heart.

Am I the big villain blocking your happy ending?

Moreover, Ji Lian was the girl who bought Sherya.

Originally, Ji Yu Su had planned to wait for her sister to leave before going alone to find that slave trader and buy the young elf.

But the plan failed.

Even though later, Ji Lian offered Sherya as a gift to herself.

Once the seeds of suspicion are sown, it’s challenging to prevent them from taking root, sprouting, and gradually thriving.

Who could guarantee that after Ji Lian took Sherya away, Ji Lian hadn’t done something to her?

Holding hands, embracing, kissing…

Even more intimate actions that Ji Yu Su herself had never understood!

Was Sherya truly sincere in considering herself her master?

Had she left her loyalty and soul with the first person who bought her?

Thinking about all this, Ji Yu Su’s heart felt like it was caught in a storm.

Looking up, all she could see were rolling, thick clouds.

With one hand firmly gripping Sherya’s trembling waist, Ji Yu Su gazed at her sister with a cold tone and disappointment.

“If you like kneeling, then kneel.”

“Without my permission, you’re not allowed to lift your head or stand up!”

Ji Yu Su’s sister’s heart trembled.

But to appease her sister, she could only comply.

After a while, she weakly replied.

“…Yes.”

From this moment onward, Ji Lian could only kneel on the ground, bowing her head as if she were apologizing.

Ji Yu Su, on the other hand, lost all interest in state affairs, redirecting all her attention to the forbidden, elf girl she cherished.

Observing the silver strands of her falling long hair, the trembling pupils with a cherry blossom hue, and that small cherry-like mouth emitting faint breaths.

Ji Yu Su softened her grip a bit.

However, even so, the reddish finger marks on Sherya’s slender white arms, firmly held by Ji Yu Su, were still visible.

“Does it hurt?”

Ji Yu Su’s inquiry was faint, and it couldn’t be discerned whether it was out of concern or not.

“…”

Sherya bit her tender, moist lip, hesitated for a while, and then nodded cautiously.

“Are you afraid of me?”

“…”

This time, Sherya’s pale face was scared enough that she dared not nod.

But Ji Yu Su coldly snorted.

“If you hadn’t made a mistake yourself, there would be no need to fear me.”

 

 

 

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