I Raised the Fallen Lop-Eared Rabbit into a Yandere 10

Chapter 10: Biting

Lina was already halfway out the window, her entire being filled with a grim determination, as if she had no lingering attachment to the world.

“Come back!”

Adele rushed forward and pulled her back. The feeling of having her back from the brink made her lose the strength in her hands. The arms holding Lina tightened, wishing she could knead her into her own embrace.

Lina trembled all over, beads of cold sweat rolling down her slender neck one after another.

It’s over.

I failed to die. It’s completely over.

Lina was terrified, completely unable to control her limbs. Her entire body was practically being held up by Adele, preventing her from sliding to the floor like water.

“Lina…”

Adele’s soul had nearly flown out of her body. In just a few moments, the little rabbit had self-harmed and tried to jump from a building. She was truly afraid the person in her arms would do something else extremely foolish. “Lina…”

She didn’t know what had happened, nor did she know what to do. She could only helplessly call Lina’s name over and over again.

A patch of red spread on Adele’s leg. The blister from the burn had already broken. The wound, unprotected by skin, was incredibly fragile. The friction against her trousers was so painful her vision went black.

The comments in front of Lina’s eyes began to scroll frantically again.

【Oh my god! This is making me so mad. This instructor is such a good actor…】

【Exactly, she’s so wicked behind the scenes! And now she’s pretending to be a good person again?】

【I find this kind of character so annoying. It would be better if she just bullied her openly…】

【What the hell is this author writing?!】

【To be fair, if a rabbit’s abdomen is continuously stimulated, it can also show symptoms of a false pregnancy. There’s no need for drugs at all.】

【Person above, a false pregnancy in a lop-eared rabbit can be life-threatening if not handled correctly.】

Lina saw the last two comments clearly. She froze for a few seconds, her voice trembling as she said, “T-teacher, if you want me to have a false pregnancy, you can just hit my stomach directly…”

A false pregnancy, if not handled properly, can be life-threatening. There’s still a chance to die…

Lina didn’t want to be bullied anymore. Eager for death, she said, “Hit me!”

Adele: ?

“False pregnancy?” Adele turned her around to face her. “When did I ever say I wanted you to have a false pregnancy?”

Lina looked at her, unable to squeeze out a smile. The despair in her eyes overflowed, turning into two streams of scalding tears that ran down her face.

“I heard everything.”

She paused, then said hoarsely, “I heard it all.”

Perhaps because her desire for death was growing stronger, the fear of physical pain could no longer restrain Lina’s soul at this moment. She raised a hand to wipe away the hot tears on her face and, with nothing left to lose, said, “Stop pretending! I’ve already hurt you, so get your revenge on me.”

No longer “Teacher,” but “you.”

She sneered twice and demanded, “Was it fun? Was it fun watching me cling to you as a lifeline, only for you to abandon me?! Wanting to drug me into a false pregnancy, then frame me for fooling around, destroying the purity of a sacrificial offering—wasn’t that you! Come on, it’s not like my life can get any worse…”

“I never said those things.”

A flash of inspiration struck her stunned brain. Adele suddenly remembered the conversation in the kitchen.

The maid had said she saw her outside the classroom, but she had only been to the kitchen that morning.

In just a few moments, Adele understood that the problem must have occurred that morning. She said urgently, “Let me explain, I was in the kitchen the whole time… Mmph!”

Lina bit down on her wrist.

This seemed to be a one-sided, vengeful bite.

But Lina was already streaming with tears.

She hated Adele’s deception, and she hated her own rotten life even more. Things were just starting to get better…

Scalding tears fell on the back of her hand. The pain in her wrist came later than the sourness welling up in her chest. Before she even felt her own wound, Adele had already started to ache for Lina.

Only when blood began to drip did she let out the first faint, muffled grunt.

Pushing away a rabbit was all too easy for a white wolf.

But Adele didn’t move. She didn’t even struggle. She allowed those two rabbit ears to wrap tightly around her arm, allowed Lina to continue this act of revenge.

She always couldn’t help but want to spoil this rabbit…

Spoil Lina… even if it meant letting her do whatever she wanted.

“Kill me!” Lina heard Adele’s breathing grow heavier. She knew she was in a lot of pain.

How could it not hurt?

She could already smell the blood. The person she had pinned against the door was already starting to tremble in pain.

Adele still didn’t dodge. She tolerated all of Lina’s excessive little actions. Even when her neck was squeezed, her life threatened, she only gave a helpless, smiling curve of her eyes.

The face that was always covered in a layer of frost always had a bit more gentleness when facing the little rabbit.

It was a subconscious favoritism.

“I really didn’t…”

Lina squeezed Adele’s neck tightly. The face before her changed several times. All the people who had bullied her flashed past at lightning speed, finally settling on a pair of dark green eyes.

Besides worry, there was only doting.

Those eyes seemed to say—

You can do anything you want to me, as long as you’re happy.

Lina felt as if she had been burned. She abruptly let go. Adele, who had nearly suffocated, slid down the door, clutching her chest and gasping for air.

“But… but I really heard it…”

After her outburst, reason gradually returned. Lina abruptly knelt in front of Adele and repeated what she had heard.

Adele shook her head desperately, her eyes slightly red from the lack of oxygen.

“I was really in the kitchen all morning. The kitchen staff there can all testify. And… if I wanted to deceive you, why would I say my true intentions out loud? Wouldn’t that just be asking for trouble?”

As she spoke, she pulled Lina up. “Don’t kneel.”

Lina didn’t follow her pull to stand up, but obediently stayed kneeling. “Teacher, I’m sorry.”

Her mouth was now full of the taste of blood. Her actions just now had been very offensive.

“It’s okay.” Adele’s brow furrowed slightly. The strength in her hand increased, and she pulled the person directly into her arms, coaxing her while calmly explaining, “Don’t kneel… Trust me, okay? I really didn’t want to hurt you. I didn’t put any drugs in the vegetable soup either; that was to nourish your body. We can drink it together. If I were really a bad person, I wouldn’t harm myself, right?”

Lina lay in her arms, her fluffy tail trembling slightly, just like her chaotic heartbeat.

Her mind couldn’t process how much of Adele’s words were true and how much was false before her body drowned in this warm, fragrant embrace.

She was wavering.

Adele had no assistant, so who could she have been talking to? If she really had ulterior motives, why would she announce them? The more people who knew, the higher the risk of being exposed…

Lina hugged the person beneath her tightly. Subconsciously, she knew that Adele wouldn’t stop her.

In fact, Adele didn’t. She indulged her as always, spoiling the little rabbit until she became more and more audacious.

“Maybe it was a ghost? Maybe someone was impersonating me, maybe…” Adele murmured intermittently, her palm gently patting Lina’s back, comforting her as if she were a child. “…Don’t hurt yourself like this in the future. No matter what happens, you have to tell me.”

“I know.” Lina became very obedient again, letting Adele mold her like a pendant.

Her peripheral vision caught sight of Adele’s still-bleeding wrist, and she remembered her own misbehaving ears. She couldn’t help but tremble.

How could she have been so bold…

“I’ll go get you some medicine.” Lina was about to move but was pressed back down by Adele.

“Just a little longer.”

Bad rabbit.

One hug, and I’ll forgive all your excessive actions.

***

Everyone in the manor had gone to rest.

Adele sat on the balcony of the top floor, sorting through her thoughts in the momentary quiet of the deep night.

The events of the day were too strange. She had never believed in ghosts or gods, but no matter how she thought about it, she couldn’t find a new explanation.

What on earth was going on?

Could it be like a play, with a real and a fake Adele?

The burn on her leg ached faintly. Adele slowly leaned back, adjusting her position to try and ease the pain.

She replayed everything that had happened since she transmigrated, frame by frame in her mind, trying to lay out all the details and examine them carefully.

Finally, she found a clue.

The hand that had pulled her into the book was, in fact, covered in blood.

Equally blood-soaked was the madwoman in the market who had knocked her over.

Was transmigrating into the book really a coincidence?

Adele opened her handbag and, for the third time, took out the book the woman had stuffed into her hands.

The oilskin cover was stained, and the edges of the pages were curled and frayed, as if they had been rubbed over and over countless times.

The first page of the book had been torn out. Only two large, blood-red words remained on the torn edge—

Find.

Find what?

The content of what she was supposed to find had been torn out completely.

The second page of the book was a list of names. The first one was the Grand Princess Huaguang.

Adele’s gaze rested on this name. A moment later, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Because a very clear face had suddenly appeared in her mind.

And before this, she had never seen Huaguang, nor had the original author described this character’s appearance.

Huaguang…

…

Within the archway was a magnificent council chamber. Stained glass was set in cream-colored sandstone. The four-sided stone pillars were entwined with exaggerated totem reliefs, and the velvet carpet was lined with gold ornaments on both sides.

“Oh! Your Highness! This is simply absurd! Your knight actually dared to beat our son!”

“Your Highness! Are you going to condone this sort of thing?”

“I think your knight should be punished!”

Several ministers were fuming. Huaguang stood on the steps, swept a cold gaze over them without a word, and instead turned to the woman standing beside her.

She wore a half-mask of silver, covering the upper part of her face. Her head was lowered, her expression unreadable. She wore silver armor of the same hue, the plates thin yet tough, exuding a solitary air of killing intent amidst the golden light of the hall.

White long sleeves with arm guards covered the lean muscles of her arms. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, making her look lean and sharp.

The main tones of her entire being were only silver, white, and black, very cold. Only the hilt of her longsword was pink.

“Is what they say true?” Huaguang asked faintly.

“It is.”

“Why did you do it?”

The woman took out a small booklet, knelt on one knee, and presented it with both hands.

Huaguang took it and flipped through a couple of pages. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, showing no anger, only a flash of sinister calculation. By the time she lifted her eyelids again, she was once more noble and distant.

The ministers grew even more agitated, their mouths chattering endlessly as if stuffed with firecrackers.

“Your Highness! She has already admitted it!”

“Your Highness must not shield her—”

Slap!

The crisp sound of a slap stunned everyone.

The knight was slapped so hard her head turned to the side. Then she obediently turned it back, lowered her other leg, and went from one knee to two, kneeling at the princess’s feet, appearing utterly submissive.

Her head was lowered, and the crowd still couldn’t see her expression.

Only the gold thread on the carpet witnessed the slow curve of her lips.

Huaguang’s fingertips trembled slightly, and the gaze she cast down from the steps grew even colder.

“My person, I will naturally punish. But—”

Huaguang paused and threw the booklet down from the steps. “You all should also think carefully about how to explain this to His Majesty.”

The ministers picked up the booklet. Just one glance was enough to scare them pale.

It was filled with words of rebellion and treason.

The moment Huaguang took a step toward the stairs, the person who had just been kneeling on the ground scrambled up and took her hand.

“Rebellion is punishable by having one’s corpse hung for a hundred days. The most important thing for a knight is to be loyal to the royal family. Was she wrong to beat your rebellious sons?” Huaguang stopped in front of the ministers and said, “I hit her purely because she was rude and overstepped.”

Huaguang’s words were a veiled scolding. After speaking, she left without looking back, leaving the group of people pacing in place.

“What are we to do… Unfilial sons! All of them are unfilial sons!”

…

The royal castle was too large, with plenty of dark corners unseen by anyone.

“Yuan You! Are you crazy! Don’t you know that I might not be able to protect you completely right now! What if they jointly submit a memorial to have you killed, what am I supposed to do! They dared to spread these rebellious things, you could have just given them to me. Why did you have to resort to violence!”

The Grand Princess, who was always calm and composed in public, was now in a complete panic. She pinched Yuan You’s face. “I really want to teach you a lesson.”

“They also insulted you.” Yuan You was two heads taller than Huaguang, but at this moment, kneeling on the ground, beneath the silver mask that glinted with a cold light, was a pair of bright, puppy-dog eyes. “No one can offend you, Your Highness.”

She had only retracted her fangs in front of Huaguang.

Her master could not be offended by anyone. “I am not loyal to the royal family. I am only loyal to you.”

“You…” Huaguang let go and took off the mask from Yuan You’s face, her heart aching as she touched the red fingerprint on her cheek. “Does it hurt?”

Yuan You blinked. After confirming that Huaguang wasn’t angry, she boldly rubbed against her hand. “After all, I was the one who struck first. I understand that Your Highness was trying to protect me. It doesn’t hurt. Even if you smashed my face, it wouldn’t hurt.”

“It doesn’t hurt you, but it hurts me. Who wants to hit you?” Huaguang made a move to withdraw her hand but was caught by Yuan You.

“Last night, that’s not what the princess said.”