The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness

Chapter 34, The Truth of the Premonitory Dream

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[At this moment, how deeply I am pained.]

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[I love you so much, but why did you have to do those things?]

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[You have changed.]

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【So, I can only purify you with my love.】

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【Don’t worry, I still have a lot of love.】

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【Accept my love.】

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【Young Master Mu En.】

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“Breathe… in… out…”

Mu En woke up from the nightmare, gasping for breath like a fish accidentally left on the shore by the waves, struggling to take in air.

“Was I… dreaming again?”

“No, this is that precognitive dream.”

“The person in the dream seems clearer now; she seems to be…”

“Who is it?”

Mu En shook his head, trying hard to recall. He always felt he was just a step away from knowing the identity of the person who had tortured him in the precognitive dream, yet it always eluded him, just out of reach.

“Damn it, my head hurts.”

As Mu En strained to think, some memories, accompanied by a sharp pain at the back of his head, flooded into his mind.

“Right, what happened before…”

“I remember, An wanted to drug me.”

“But I saw through it.”

“So… she resorted to violence, directly attacking me… and knocked me out?”

The intense pain, along with the tearing sensation from the memories, made Mu En break out in a cold sweat, instinctively curling his hands and feet, wanting to struggle.

“Clank.”

Accompanied by the sharp sound of metal scraping, Mu En’s attempt to move was unsuccessful, instead bringing him cold pain at his wrists and ankles.

“What is this…”

Mu En looked to his side.

Cold shackles were tightly locking his limited range of motion at his wrists and ankles, forcing him to remain with his hands spread wide open, like Jesus nailed to the cross, maintaining a position of surrender.

Fortunately, his captor had shown a last bit of mercy, allowing Mu En to sit fully on the ground, preventing this imprisonment from becoming a punishment at every moment.

“But imprisonment itself is a punishment, alright!”

Mu En tugged at the shackles, shouting in anger:

“Who did this? Let me go! Do you know who I am?”

“Ah, young master, you’re awake.”

A familiar voice echoed in front of Mu En.

“Seeing you still so full of energy really puts me at ease.”

“You… An?”

Mu En raised his head, looking at An, who was still dressed in a maid outfit, her expression dignified. In an instant, the pain of betrayal and the anger of being imprisoned surged into his mind, causing Mu En to struggle even more fiercely.

“Why are you doing this? An!”

“Why did you betray me? Why did you lock me up?”

“Have you been tempted by someone? Or were you always an undercover agent hidden in the duke’s household?”

“Betrayal? Temptation? Undercover?”

An looked at Mu En, a hint of confusion in her eyes:

“What are you talking about, Young Master Mu En? How could I betray you? I am your loyal personal maid.”

“Nonsense! Would a loyal maid knock her master unconscious and then imprison him?”

“Didn’t I say before? There was no other way, Young Master. If you hadn’t been so clever back then and had just obediently drunk the black tea, you wouldn’t be in such pain.”

“And then be drugged by you and imprisoned?” Mu En scoffed.

“Well, the outcome would probably be similar, but those things you guessed, like betrayal, temptation, and undercover, simply do not exist.

I have always been your personal maid, ever since I came to your side ten years ago when you were eight. I exist solely for you.”

“Then why?!”

“Ah, you forgot, the words I said not long ago.”

“What words?”

“The ones I said before I knocked you out…”

Suddenly, An knelt in front of Mu En, her soft body embracing him intimately, a faint floral scent lingering, that exquisite touch causing Mu En to momentarily lose his senses.

An leaned close to Mu En’s ear, her breath like orchids as she whispered:

“I said, everything I do is to bring you back on track.”

“What… track?”

“Of course…”

Slick~

An suddenly extended her small, delicate tongue and licked Mu En’s cheek.

The unexpected salty sensation made Mu En instinctively want to retreat, but he was both shackled and cornered—where could he escape to?

“Of course, let it be that every part of you, from the inside out, from head to toe, from body to soul, every strand of hair, every drop of blood, every hint of scent, belongs to me… this is the right path.” An’s dignified cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, as she spoke softly, like a shy girl confessing to her beloved.

Yet the meaning behind her words was anything but sweet.

“What—”

Mu En’s mind went blank.

In just these few minutes, his brain had been overwhelmed with too many stimuli, leaving him in a state of shock where he couldn’t react.

At that moment, the faint floral scent once again surged into Mu En’s nostrils, stimulating his nerves and bringing him back to reality.

But Mu En wished he hadn’t come back to his senses.

Because he remembered this scent.

“Why didn’t I notice it sooner?”

In that prophetic dream, the killer who was to torture him had their voice and appearance blurred for some reason.

Except for one thing that hadn’t changed.

That was the mysterious floral scent that always lingered around her, its origin unknown.

And that scent was exactly the same as the one emanating from An at this moment…

Thinking of this, Mu En couldn’t help but slowly turn his head to look at An, who was so close to him.

An, who usually presented herself with a dignified image, was now tightly embracing Mu En, greedily inhaling his scent, and occasionally licking his cheek or neck, then revealing a satisfaction akin to enjoying a delicacy.

The sickly flush on her face had not dissipated since earlier!

At this moment, Mu En finally realized what the emotion that lay deep in An’s eyes, yet could not be concealed, and had inadvertently leaked out, truly was.

—It was a possessiveness that could completely consume a person, as unfathomable as an abyss!

“So… is this how it is?”

“The truth of the prophetic dream from the black book.”

“The An who has been by my side, as my personal maid… is actually a yandere?”

Having pieced everything together, Mu En felt his jaw tremble.

Indeed, many people enjoy the yandere plots in novels or anime, but enjoying them and truly being entangled with a yandere are two different concepts.

Especially when it comes to an ultimate yandere who could knock you out and imprison you at any moment—there’s a real danger to life involved, okay? Brother Cheng is still up there watching!

“Wait, this is very wrong!”

“Generally, shouldn’t this kind of yandere plot happen to the main character?”

“What merit do I, a mere yellow-haired villain, have?”

“Where’s the main character? Where are they? Come save me!”