I'm the heroine of a love game in a comic book

The New Year is coming soon, but the young master of this city has not returned yet.

It was rare to have several sunny days in winter. The maids finally finished their work and sat in the corridor in groups of three or four to roast oranges by the stove.

In the turbulent times of war, Renjian City is one of the few places that has not been ravaged by war, and it is thriving under the governance of the city lord and deputy city lord.

Peace always makes people content with enjoyment. Besides, there are only a few proper masters in the City Lord's Mansion, so the maids have become more bold and lazy, and they are even more excited when talking about gossip.

Xiaodie was diligently watching the fire and baking rice cakes for her sisters, while listening attentively to their stories about the secrets of the mansion. She was listening intently when suddenly she heard a beautiful flute sound.

"Sister Muzi, I seem to hear someone playing the flute, who is it?"

"Why do you care so much? Just keep an eye on the heat. The rice cake is all burnt."

Muzi was in high spirits when he was suddenly interrupted. He turned back impatiently and scolded Xiaodie. He snatched the rice cake from Xiaodie's hand, blew on it, tore off the burnt corner, dipped it in soybean powder and put it into his mouth.

Seeing Xiaodie shrink her neck in grievance, Muzi reluctantly hummed and explained:

"It's the sound of the young lady's flute."

"Eh," Xiaodie asked curiously, "Sister Muzi, aren't you the young lady's personal maid?"

What you mean is, since the young lady is not resting, how do you have time to come here and chat and eat rice cakes?

Muzi understood what she meant. This girl looked honest but was actually very cunning and loved to set traps for others. So he pushed Xiaodie and said, "The young lady doesn't like to be served, so she asked me to go out and have a rest."

Another maid picked up an orange and ate it, listening to the weeping flute next door, and sighed:

"Speaking of which, the young lady is really pitiful. On the day she got married, Lord Yin Dao fell ill and has been recovering ever since. This year, Lord Yin Dao finally got better, but was sent out by the city lord to gain experience. In four years, the couple hasn't even seen each other."

Xiaodie still had a confused expression, but Muzi's face didn't look good. He replied, "Master Yin Dao will come."

"What are you talking about."

"Master Yin Dao!"

The person who came was wearing light purple clothes, with slightly curly black hair tied into a high ponytail. He was smiling while speaking, but he looked a little sick. He stood against the sunlight, and his shadow fell on the three people kneeling. Xiaodie felt a chill for no reason spreading from the soles of her feet to her whole body.

She secretly looked up and saw that the young master, who was praised by everyone in the city for his kindness and generosity, saw Yin Dao's gaze fall on the three of them, but his eyes seemed empty.

Noticing that she was secretly looking at him, the young master's mouth curled up slightly. Just as she lowered her head and her heart was pounding as she thought about whether she had put on the crape myrtle hairpin that she had bought for ten cents today, the young city lord spoke:

"rude."

He paused again, "You should be punished."

After saying that, he went straight to the young lady's room.

Muzi hurriedly followed behind, while Xiaodie was dragged out with her mouth and nose covered.

The weather outside is perfect, no snow and no wind.

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It has been four years since Tsukishiro Yukie came to the Inu-O-Cha world, and she has never even met her target.

After getting the original body's information, I thought it would be okay and I could go the route of getting married first and falling in love later. However, when I arrived at Renjian City, I learned that the young master was so sick that he couldn't get up, and even the wedding had to be held with help.

She didn't see him for four years afterwards. Bored, she had to read and write every day, and occasionally play the piano or flute to pass the time.

This is real retirement.

The weather was just right today, so she sat under the eaves of the room and played the flute to entertain herself. But it started snowing not long after.

The fine snow blew on her face like the wind, and it got heavier with the melodious sound of the flute.

She recalled the conversation she had with the system four years ago.

[Host, congratulations on completing the mission. You have successfully cleared the game and can be resurrected and return to the real world.]

[Of course, you can also choose to continue the game. There is also a final world, Dog O Fork, which has no strategy guide. You can take a break there and there is no mandatory requirement to complete the quest.]

It sounds pretty good.

Based on the principle that the whole game must be completed in the illustrated manual, Yuecheng Xuejian decided to go to the next world.

[Then let’s continue the game.]

[OK, host. ]

[World 4, "Dog O Cross" has been downloaded, please select the target of the strategy. 】

[Choose the target of the attack——Naraku]

[Looking for a character image for you, image loading, loading completed]

[Name: Tsukishiro Yukimi]

[Age: 14 years old]

[Personality: Gentle and traditional, naturally honest]

[Background: Ji Jun of Moon City was engaged to the young master of Renjian City since childhood, but she secretly agreed to spend her life with a peddler and eloped with him. After being caught and learning that her peddler had been beaten to death, she committed suicide to show her love for him.]

[Note: Traditional, the kind of tradition that regards the husband as the God, a love-brain patient level 10. ]

Xuejian was too helpless to complain after getting her ID card.

Would a traditional person do something like elope? And when elopement fails, he commits suicide to express his determination. At least this deserves the title of resolute.

The game is really unreliable.

After taking over the body, she was directly put on the wedding car to Hitomi Castle as a tool for marriage. With her mouth covered and drugged, Xuejian screamed:

You're only fourteen years old, it's illegal!

Fortunately, Ren Jianyin Dao was in poor health and they hadn't seen each other for four years since their wedding night. Xue Jian ate and drank every day and occasionally pretended to be worried about her husband and looked sad so that the maids would feel pity for her. In this way, she grew up smoothly to the age of eighteen.

If Naraku, who is covered with a treacherous skin, doesn't show up again, she will be ready to leave. Although her identity this time is a noble, the food, clothing, housing and transportation in ancient times are really not good. She is tired of the days of eating fish and shrimp every day and not even a few vegetables.

With a creak, the door of the Japanese-style room at the back opened.

It might be Muzi coming to call me to eat.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Xuejian turned around. A handsome and elegant man was standing behind her, looking down at her.

He looked very similar to the weak man who barely managed to complete the ceremony with her four years ago, but his aura was different.

Xuejian's pupils dilated slightly. Was it Renjian Yindao? No, was it Naraku?

Naraku appears as Hitomi Yindao.

The snow was still falling outside, and Naraku's gaze changed from her to the snow in the yard, and then to the jade flute in her hand.

Xuejian leaned back unconsciously, her toes touching the ground, her knees tense, ready to stand up and escape at any time.

As expected of a monster, the demonic aura on his body has turned into substance. Thick black fog and a strange smell enveloped his entire body, making him look even more eerie under Yin Dao's beautiful and feminine appearance.

Xuejian knelt down and retreated calmly. The impact of the monster was too great for her. Even if it was Zhang Shuai's face, she would not be able to endure it. Especially, the other party's look at it as if it was prey made her shudder.

Naraku's eyes followed Xuejian's movement and gradually turned into an ominous red color that belonged to a monster. He asked with great interest:

"Can you see?"

The snow is still falling.