Ji Lian wasn’t allowed to break free from her kneeling position.
She wasn’t allowed to lift her head.
She could only bite down on her already pale lips.
Listening to the successive sounds of the bell, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, coming from close and far away.
As if the pitiful elf was undergoing some indescribable punishment, swaying back and forth.
Her fists, tightly clenched at her sides, for some unknown reason, squeezed even tighter.
But then they slackened, as if she had given up thinking about anything.
She had already… didn’t want to think about anything.
And didn’t want to see anything.
…
Sherya had initially thought that what she was about to experience would be more intense.
Like being pressed onto a table…
Or being made to crawl like a dog, raising her little buttocks.
With continuous actions.
Then the bell would jingle.
But the result was that Ji Yu Su just held her, and then kept stuffing delicious pastries into her own mouth.
Her movements weren’t even rough, and when Sherya couldn’t swallow anymore, she would quietly stop and wait for her.
Sherya: I-I can’t eat anymore.
Ji Yu Su: I want your stomach to be filled with my things (referring to pastries).
Sherya: ?
System: ?
In short, this dominant protagonist doesn’t seem very clever.
She could openly assert her dominance in front of Ji Lian, in a certain way.
Declaring her sovereignty while subjecting Sherya to endless humiliation.
But Ji Yu Su seemed to retaliate very specifically against Ji Lian for feeding Sherya, initiating a revenge plan.
Either she’s an extremely serious person, or…
Perhaps… she is completely clueless about those things!?
Even though Sherya has never considered going in that direction.
But the fact is, that’s indeed the case.
From Ji Yu Su’s inquiry with the elf physician about what women do in love, it was already evident.
She, the Moon of the Empire, the Flower of the Highlands, the most noble daughter of the Ji family and the direct heir.
In reality, she’s been single since birth – a love idiot!
Ji Yu Su is unaware that there are more intimate ways to express affection through kissing and hugging.
However, she vaguely senses and guesses their existence.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have shamelessly asked the defeated elf nation about it.
Unfortunately, the elf physician misunderstood her intentions.
Otherwise, at this moment, Ji Yu Su should be exploring the “new world.”
And Sherya’s body… undoubtedly is that “new world”!
But don’t think that Ji Yu Su is truly foolish.
She just lacks common sense, no one taught her those things, and no one dares to teach her.
So, whether it’s in daily life or in interpersonal relationships, Ji Yu Su lacks the self-awareness that a normal girl should have.
Think about it; she was born with everything, a genius cultivated by the empire with all its resources.
She doesn’t have to worry about anything, just focus on what she’s familiar with, like battles and command, as if playing a game with cheats, where victory is certain.
But such a life can be monotonous, burdensome to her soul.
Otherwise, Ji Yu Su wouldn’t have to light the incense with a calming effect from her homeland every night to fall asleep.
Because, though she never showed it in public, she has indeed suffered from a psychological disorder known as “post-traumatic stress disorder from war trauma.”
Yes, even though war is an “unrivaled” game for Ji Yu Su.
The splattering of flesh is real.
The final cries of life by the ear are real.
The crying, the roaring, the anger, and despair are all not fake.
Unconsciously, after experiencing hundreds of battles,Ji Yu Su’s soul has long been overwhelmed and riddled with wounds, growing more and more averse to war.
However, in this world, which appears backward and feudal in all aspects compared to the world before Sherya’s transmigration, no one would consider this a sickness.
Only Ji Yu Su understands that if she continues to endure…
The girl’s own spirit might collapse.
Like a wooden structure that has been hollowed out by termites on the inside, looking intact from the outside.
One day, it will inevitably come crashing down.
So, Ji Yu Su, unprecedentedly, took the initiative to find her father and made the request to “live a normal life like girls of her age.”
Her father remained silent for a long time and ultimately chose to agree at a cost.
Now, Ji Yu Su has paid that cost.
Tomorrow, she will return to the Imperial Capital, carrying the crown of the Elf King, to welcome the nationwide celebration banquet.
And for Ji Yu Su, it marks the beginning of a new and unfamiliar school life.
Her new life.
A life together with Sherya…
However…
“Sherya, you’re not behaving well…”
Ji Yu Su murmured softly with a dim look in her eyes.
In her perspective, Sherya doesn’t understand that Ji Yu Su has already planned their future together.
Yet, she’s still entangled with her sister.
Naturally, this is a misbehavior that needs to be disciplined—a disobedient slave.
But Sherya doesn’t understand these things.
She just finds Ji Yu Su’s unpredictable nature frightening.
Ji Yu Su doesn’t have genuine feelings for her; it’s just possessiveness that arose from a momentary attraction.
Perhaps this is what they call: preconceptions in one’s heart are like a mountain, and no matter how hard you try, you can’t move it.
Not to mention, Ji Yu Su and Sherya, these two stubborn girls, are busy piling sand and stones on top of the mountain, never intending to move it!
After Ji Yu Su retaliated against Ji Lian for feeding Sherya, she stopped her actions.
But she still refused to let Sherya go.
Let her sister Ji Lian go.
She kept Sherya trembling in her arms, while Ji Lian remained on her knees in the great hall of the royal court, not allowed to lift her head or change her posture, until her knees were sore, and cold sweat covered her cheeks, and still, she wasn’t allowed to raise her head.
Time passed, and it was half a day.
Ji Yu Su continued to handle the final political affairs without giving even a glance to her sister, who was undergoing punishment.
Ji Lian was on the verge of collapse, and cold sweat trickled down her fair and tender cheeks.
“Crack.”
Falling to the ground, crystal-clear water droplets reflected the current disheveled figure of the golden-haired girl.
Sherya nestled in Ji Yu Su’s arms in a sidelong position, except for not daring to move, the process was surprisingly comfortable.
Ji Yu Su seemed to have learned how to hold a girl properly.
First, she used the softest part of her thigh to support the elf girl’s small buttocks, and then the hands around the waist were also handled with care…
Just as she was gradually getting the hang of it and feeling pleased with herself.
Sherya’s gaze, which flickered and frequently looked toward Ji Lian with concern, was like a fishbone, causing a slight tingling in Ji Yu Su’s heart.
Although she admired and loved the elf girl for being so compassionate and kind, why did it have to be at this moment?
And why did it have to be directed towards her sister?
This made it hard for Ji Yu Su not to let her imagination run wild and reignite the flames of jealousy.
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