Villain Lady
“Future will only set in stone when it becomes the present.” Wei Liuying is a concubine daughter in Prime Minister’s Residence. A lowly existence with barely anyone who cares for her. She had to rely on her wits and manipulate others to stay alive. When the main daughter suddenly changed overnight, the others were dragged to keep up with her pace. Wei Liuying was no exception, and she had to adapt to the sudden power structure’s shift inside the residence. The main daughter laughed and looked at her with contempt, “Trying to scheme at me who knows everything like the back of my hand? You’re nothing more than a villain who’ll die a miserable death.” When the only one who cared for her was harmed by her father and so-called family, Wei Liuying laughed to Heaven as tears trailed on her cheek. “If you truly wish for me to be the villain, fine. I’ll be one.” In the midst of the raging flames of succession’s war and rebellions, Wei Liuying had to stand up for herself and fight for her survival. ... Story set in fictional world with similar culture to Ancient China. Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] - The Quiet Empress [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518
The Birth of the Second Villain
*Fair warning before you proceed, this chapter depicts a bit of disturbing scene, which was the continuation from the previous chapter.*
"AAAAaaa!"
The scream from the dream Yang Xian from the battle still lingered.
Blood and flesh splattered on the ground, creating gory sight.
Yang Xian was silent. He could see that this time, he blamed himself for not coming faster and when Wei Liuying came, the two only exchanged glances. The two of them didn't exchange any words but they understood what each other was feeling.
Guilt.
Anger.
If only they could arrive faster….
Yang Xian didn't say anything more, but he was gripping his hand so tightly that if this was not a dream, blood would have oozed out from his palm. Watching a scene that was so unfamiliar yet familiar at the same time felt strange and painful.
His heart continued to be stabbed with pain from every scene.