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

Chapter 35, A Terrifying Reflection

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

In the dim space, a liquid drips incessantly from an unknown source, creating an eerie chill that feels as if one is in a ghostly realm.

With both hands shackled, Mu En can only maintain a posture reminiscent of Christ in agony, unable to move, even the most vital and vulnerable parts of his body are left unprotected, fully exposed, bringing immense unease and a peculiar thrill.

This reminds Mu En of a little white rabbit about to be slaughtered, or perhaps a specific kind of play between men and women in certain situations…

And the current situation… could be said to resemble both.

Because An, unlike her usual dignified elegance, seems to have transformed into a seductive femme fatale, her soft, alluring body entwining around Mu En, greedily consuming everything about him.

“Um… An, could you get up for a moment? I think we can have a proper chat.”

Mu En swallowed hard; the delightful sensations from certain areas made it impossible for him to suppress the heat rising in his chest. He repeatedly chanted calming mantras in his mind, striving to keep his voice steady.

An rose, her fragrant tongue gliding over her glossy red lips.

“What does the young master wish to discuss?”

An’s cheeks still bore an unusual flush, her eyes somewhat dazed, with a hint of lingering desire and irritation at being disturbed deep within her gaze.

“Um…”

Mu En pondered for a long time, organizing his words in his mind:

“You like me, right?”

“That’s right.”

An smiled in response: “I’ve always, always, always, always, always, always liked the young master, to the point of madness.”

“No, no need to say ‘always’ so many times.”

Mu En wanted to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, but unfortunately, his hands were immobile.

Just then, An suddenly leaned down, extending her delicate, fragrant tongue to lick the sweat from Mu En’s forehead, drawing it into her lips.

“Mm… the young master’s taste…” An displayed an expression of delight as if savoring a delicacy.

“…”

Mu En was taken aback.

Before he could fully grasp the wonder of this moment, his jaw began to tremble uncontrollably.

Not good.

Very not good.

An’s sickly sweet demeanor seemed even more terrifying than he had imagined!

But at this point, Mu En had no room to retreat; he could only brace himself and continue:

“Actually, An, you really don’t have to do all this.”

“Mm?” An displayed a look of confusion.

“You like me, we can start by dating normally, just like an ordinary couple.”

Mu En said eagerly:

“An, you might not know, but when my father left, he told me that he didn’t care about social status at all. So even though I’m the son of a duke and you’re a maid, our relationship won’t face any obstacles.

Absolutely…”

Mu En glanced at the shackles beside him: “There’s no need to go to such lengths; that’s already a crime.”

“I see, so this is the young master’s idea?”

An cupped her face with her hands, as if imagining something wonderful, revealing an expression of immense happiness:

“To truly be united with the young master, just thinking about it makes me happy.”

“Yes, that’s right, let go of me for now.”

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Mu En continued to press on:

“Let’s start as a couple, gradually understand each other, and then…”

“Ah, that’s not possible.”

But An suddenly interrupted Mu En.

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“Eh?”

Mu En raised his eyes in astonishment, only to find that An’s eyes had turned into a chilling coldness that sent shivers down his spine.

“Dating the young master is indeed wonderful, but it falls far short of my needs.”

“Needs?”

“Didn’t I just say it?”

An replied softly, “What I want is the young master’s everything. If the young master dates me, can he give me all of himself?”

“No, that’s asking too much.” Mu En growled in annoyance, “I’m a living person, not someone’s possession!”

“But I’ve spent a full ten years just to achieve this goal, haven’t I?”

Ignoring Mu En’s anger, An continued to gently caress his cheek, expressing her genuine infatuation.

“Unfortunately, I never expected to fail. Out of desperation, I can only resort to this final method.”

“Ten years… what does that mean?”

Mu En suddenly found himself bewildered by what An was saying.

He felt an increasing chill in his heart, as if some terrifying truth was about to surface, dragging him into the abyss of fear.

“What do you mean? Of course, it’s about the things I’ve done for the young master.”

An answered softly:

“Guiding the young master, protecting the young master, pampering the young master, making the young master proud and arrogant, ignorant and reckless, turning the young master into a true wastrel, making the young master hated by others, especially those noblewomen who only flaunt their charms, ensuring that no one dares to truly approach the young master except for me, and that without me, the young master can do nothing.”

“For the young master to completely belong to me alone, I’ve been doing this every moment for the past ten years.”

“Wh… what?”

Mu En’s mind was in a whirl, shattered by this sudden shocking revelation.

He stared blankly at An, and from her eyes, filled with fervent desire, he saw a reflection of himself, pale with fear.

Wait a minute.

What does An mean?

According to her, in the original story, Mu En Campbell’s incompetence was all because of her, his devoted maid, who had deliberately guided him?

How could that be possible? How could anyone in this world concoct such a mad scheme just to possess someone?

…

No, it seems possible.

Because whether in the descriptions of the original story or in Mu En’s memories, there was one undeniable truth—

Mu En Campbell trusted his maid An immensely, to the point that in the original story, he didn’t even hide from her when it came to drugging the princess.

No, that’s not right; the very act of drugging Celicia was instigated by An!

A sudden flash of insight struck Mu En’s mind.

It seemed that the original story mentioned how Mu En Campbell felt furious as Celicia grew closer to the protagonist, and at that moment, An casually remarked:

“Then why not make the princess completely yours, young master?”

Exactly! It was this very line that solidified Mu En Campbell’s resolve to act in the original story!

“But why would she do that? Isn’t she just harming herself? In the original story, she was executed for being an accomplice!”

Mu En looked at An, and a terrifying thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Did An really die in the original story?

If she were just an ordinary maid, she would undoubtedly have been executed without any surprises.

But considering the power she had previously displayed, capable of knocking Mu En out in an instant, could she really die so easily?

After all, being executed was merely a fleeting mention in the book. What if she faked her death or used some method to make others believe she was dead?

Thinking further, was it truly “destiny” that led the protagonist to encounter Mu En Campbell’s good fortune in the original story?

At least from what Mu En was experiencing now, that so-called “destiny” didn’t seem very reliable.

And to take it a step further, was Mu En Campbell in the original story really reduced to a beggar, losing a hand and a foot, simply because of the high-interest loans as he speculated?

Could it be that he lost a hand and a foot, even becoming a beggar, to escape from some existence?

The implications were chilling.