[I'm sorry. First, I want to apologize to everyone.
When I was writing this book, my physical and mental health were both so poor that I couldn't continue, so I decided to end its paid publication and issue refunds.
After three months, Jinjiang will automatically refund your subscription fees.]
[This novel is on hiatus. Read with caution.]
Shen Sussu transmigrated into the hottest otome game around. If she could do it all over again, she definitely wouldn't have done whatever she wanted with the hidden character after unlocking him.
Because the moment she opened her eyes, a burst of righteous sword energy split the bed in front of her in two, and a cold blade pressed against her neck.
The Heavenly Dao's incarnation had a face as beautiful as a god's, but it was marked by bloodthirsty fury.
Shen Sussu's legs gave way, and she fell to her knees.
Terrified and knowing she'd done wrong, she hauled her bed away and fled in the middle of the night.
The Heavenly Dao's incarnation was cold and heartless, violent and bloodthirsty. Weren't her three husbands from the mortal realm much more considerate and caring?
But after she jumped into the cycle of reincarnation, Shen Sussu discovered...
Why had all the characters whose affection meters she'd once maxed out become so strange?
Why was the aloof sword cultivator who practiced the Unfeeling Dao so gloomy, as if he'd snuck over from the neighboring Demon Realm?
Why had the upright, gentle young Daoist turned demons into skewers with a single sword strike?
Why had the innocent but cruel young emperor of a fallen kingdom started investigating the mysteries of human reproduction, on top of his bloodlust?
After three lifetimes of reincarnation, Shen Sussu had sweet words and a hard heart. At last, she completed every route and thought she could finally retire in triumph.
But the moment she opened her eyes, she found herself chained up in the pitch-black Changming Palace.
Looking up, she saw a figure in the darkness casually wiping a long sword. The Fallen God's mark between his brows was an eye-searing red.
He, he... how did he have the sword tassel she'd given the sword cultivator, the wooden carving she'd given the Daoist, and the love knot she'd given the Human Emperor hanging from his hand?
The dark figure advanced inch by inch, an oppressive force bearing down on her. His voice was cold enough to freeze her to the bone. "When we were so deeply in love, didn't you say you loved me most and would never leave me?"
"So that's what you say to everyone."
Shen Sussu, frozen in shock: I'm done for. He caught me.
Note: The male lead is split into fragments. Memories restored: sword cultivator, 20%; young Daoist, 30%; fallen emperor, 50%; reunited, 100%.
Theme: Have the courage to take responsibility.
