[Yandere Disciple × Qing Leng Master | Taboo Development | Blackened Imprisonment]
On a snowy night three hundred years ago, Shangguan Jin picked up a child.
At that time, she was already the master of Tingxue Pavilion in Qingluan Mountain, her cultivation level reached the sky, and her heart was like black ice. The child was covered in blood and crawled three steps in the snow dragging her broken leg, just to call her "Master". She didn't want to take on a disciple, but those eyes burned her - they looked so much like the man who was so obsessed with her.
So she named him Li Nan and taught him the "Xuan Bing Jue" to protect him. She even went into seclusion for three days every month just to unblock his meridians. She thought this was repayment, redemption, and an unfinished obsession three hundred years ago.
Until the day he reaches the crown.
The young man she raised with one hand held her hand under the moonlight, with a dark look in his eyes that could not be resolved: "Master, the most correct path for me to take in this life is those three steps."
Only then did she realize that the way he looked at her was no longer admiration, but possession, madness, and desire that had been hidden for ten years. She ran away, and he chased her; she retreated, and he stood like a snow sculpture outside the door; she chased him to the west wing, and he planted the wing under her window with a smile, and planted red plums with a smile: "Master likes it, and I will make Qingluan Mountain like spring all year round."
When the conspiracy was revealed, he was the furnace chosen by the "Lord" and a blood descendant of her senior brother. In a pool of blood, he blocked the fatal blow for her, with a smile on his lips: "The disciple said he would protect you."
She hugged his increasingly cold body and finally collapsed. Later, he woke up and imprisoned her deep in Tingxue Pavilion. The chains were made of ice formed by Frost Flower Sword.
"Let me go."
"Don't let go,"
