I Raised the Fallen Lop-Eared Rabbit into a Yandere 47

Chapter 47: Southern Branch

Lina opened her eyes in a daze. Her blurry vision gradually focused, and a brownish-yellow log roof came into view.

She propped herself up on the bed. Under her palm was a clean, soap-scented sheet.

The salty and cold sensation of seawater rushing into her nasal cavity had disappeared, but Lina’s memory was still stuck in the second before the shipwreck.

She remembered Adele gripping her hand, and then the huge wave had crashed down, splitting the cargo ship in two. Everyone had fallen into the deep sea…

Where was Adele?!

Lina threw back the covers. Just then, an elderly farm woman walked in with a wooden bowl.

Seeing Lina awake, she showed a kind smile. “Oh, thank heavens, you’re finally awake, child.”

The farm woman handed the wooden bowl to Lina. Inside was warm, fresh milk with a rich aroma.

“You’ve been in a coma for a day and a night. Here, drink some of this. You’ll feel better.”

“Adele…” Lina didn’t take the bowl. She eagerly grabbed the farm woman’s apron and asked in a hoarse voice, “Have you… seen… anyone else? She… where is she?”

The farm woman nodded knowingly and gently patted the back of her hand, comforting her, “You mean the green-eyed girl who was washed ashore with you? She’s fine. She woke up earlier than you. Said she felt sticky and uncomfortable and went to the stream behind the house.”

Hearing that Adele was fine, the taut string in Lina’s heart suddenly loosened. Her entire body almost went limp, and she let out a long, trembling sigh.

She asked again, “Have you seen anyone else?”

The farm woman shook her head. “I only saw the two of you.”

Lina’s heart was once again in her throat.

Were the others still alive?

The more scared she was, the stronger her desire for Adele grew. Lina was desperate to see her.

She needed her lover’s embrace.

Lina struggled out of bed. She held onto the wooden wall, steadied her unsteady steps, and slowly moved outside.

The view suddenly opened up.

In the evening, the setting sun dyed the sky a warm orange-pink.

She was standing on a farm. Under her feet was soft earth, and in the distance were continuous snowy mountains.

Golden haystacks exuded the fragrance of being sun-dried, neatly stacked near the sheep pen. The shorn little lambs were all sulking in a corner. A sturdy hen was leading her chicks into a lush green vegetable garden. The vegetable worms were so scared they shrank back.

A windmill stood quietly behind a simple barn. A few black and white cows were leisurely flicking their tails. The small wooden house was enveloped in the soft evening light. A crescent moon peeked out from the sunset clouds, ready to clock in for work.

Grayish-white cooking smoke curled upward. The smell of dry wood and food intertwined, creating the most simple and rustic atmosphere of human life.

Lina watched the cooking smoke merge into the twilight. In a daze, her whole body stiffened. A memory directly broke into her mind—

The light in the memory became bright and dazzling.

It should have been a summer day. Outside the living room was a huge farm. In the living room, a young Lina, wearing a pure white dress, was rolling on the carpet like a frolicking little beast.

She grabbed a piece of cream cake, not to eat, but to throw at the sofa.

Looking around, the carpet, furniture, and even the walls were covered with sticky cream and cake crumbs.

In the corner stood three people, seemingly her father, mother, and older sister.

They all stood there, at a loss, helpless against the little demon before them.

“Baby, don’t throw it anymore. I’ll buy you new toys, okay?”

“Baby, please stop…”

“Baby…”

Little Lina, on the contrary, threw with even more vigor. Suddenly, the light in the living room dimmed.

A figure appeared at the door.

It was a woman, tall and slender, with a cold aura, wearing a sharply tailored dark suit. Her hair was neatly tied back, her expression serious, her dark green eyes bottomless, faintly exuding a cold light.

The originally noisy living room instantly fell silent. Even the air seemed to freeze.

The troublemaker Lina also noticed this subtle change, stopped her actions, and stared at the door in a daze.

The woman said nothing. Ignoring the mess on the floor, she walked straight to little Lina.

She bent down and, with one hand, lifted the still-dazed girl, like lifting a disobedient kitten.

“I will teach her well.”

The memory was gently cut off here. Then the scene switched to the bedroom.

Outside the window, it was no longer a hot summer.

A desolate autumn wind blew through the farm. A layer of frost had formed on the window lattice. Little Lina had already grown into a young girl.

She was secretly enjoying a large piece of iced watermelon. It was cool and sweet, full of juice. She ate until her eyes squinted, and her two ears trembled with comfort.

Just as she was enjoying her meal, the door was silently pushed open.

The woman appeared at the door, a ruler in her hand, watching her quietly.

The young Lina was startled. The spoon she was using to scoop the watermelon fell to the floor. She wiped her mouth and hid in the corner. “I… I only ate one bite…”

Watching the woman approach, she covered her bottom, her voice tinged with a sob. “I was wrong… I-I’ll change!”

The woman pulled over a stool and sat down, tapping her own leg with the ruler. “There’s a punishment for doing wrong. I told you that on the first day I came here.”

Lina clutched her clothes. “I’m grown up now. You can’t hit me…”

“Three.”

Before the word “two” could be spoken, Lina was already lying on the woman’s lap.

“The doctor said you can’t eat these raw and cold things.” The woman disciplined, “Ten hits. Count them yourself. If you count wrong, we start over. If you miss a count, we start over. If you scream, we start over. If you struggle, we start over.”

“Yes.”

The woman’s force was not light. Every hit carried a sense of punishment.

Lina was both ashamed and in pain. The moment it was over, she burst into tears, large teardrops falling down.

The woman helped her up, held her in her arms, and coaxed, “Alright, alright, no more hitting. If your stomach gets upset, you’ll be the one to suffer.”

After every punishment, she was always much gentler.

Lina sobbed and buried herself in the crook of the woman’s neck, gradually enveloped by that gentle fragrance.

The scene changed again.

Little Lina had completely grown up. She was galloping on the racecourse. The woman was sitting in the stands. The usually serious person finally showed an undisguised appreciation and praise.

Lina finished a lap and dismounted. She ran to the woman, craving more affirmation.

The woman reached out, gently brushed a blade of grass from her temple, and then…

There were no other movements.

The sunlight fell on the two of them, making all emotions intense and scalding.

Lina directly pulled the person into her arms.

The woman struggled for a moment but couldn’t escape.

Lina held her tightly and said, “If you think this is wrong, then you can punish me. I’m willing to take your hits. But if you want to run, that’s absolutely not allowed.”

She was no longer the little girl who could be lifted with one hand.

The feelings between them had also long since changed.

…

The farm woman’s call for the cows to return to the shed pulled Lina back from that hazy memory to reality.

That woman was none other than Adele!

Could it be that she and her teacher were… a nurturing relationship in the past?

Lina couldn’t help but touch her own bottom. She also liked to be spanked by Adele in “this life.” Could it be that she had been conditioned…

The amorous thoughts made Lina’s cheeks burn, and her heart also inexplicably skipped a few beats.

She took a deep breath and walked toward the stream.

From a distance, she saw a pair of snow-white ears.

Upon closer inspection, they looked like wolf ears.

Lina was instantly on guard.

Not good!

A wolf!

The lop-eared rabbit is in danger!

Just as she was about to hide, she suddenly saw the ears rise, and a face was revealed.

Adele!?

Lina froze in place. “Teacher?”

Adele turned her head at the sound. Suddenly remembering that her ears were still out, she blurted out in a panic, “I’m a dog!”

Lina: ?

*

Yuan You choked out a few mouthfuls of salty seawater. After a violent cough, she clutched her aching chest and curled up, taking a long while to recover.

The dazzling sunlight blurred into a swaying halo of light. Enduring the burning sensation of drowning in her nasal cavity, she struggled to prop herself up. Only one thought was in her mind—

Where is Your Highness?

Her gaze swept around anxiously. Not far away, a figure was lying face down at the edge of the shallow beach. The waves had already covered half of her body.

It was Huaguang.

Yuan You’s heart tightened. She practically scrambled over.

The wet sand made her steps unsteady. She knelt by Huaguang’s side, frantically pulling her into her arms, her voice trembling with fear. “Your Highness? Your Highness!”

The body in her hands was cold.

“Huaguang! Don’t scare me!”

Huaguang’s eyelashes trembled. She very slowly opened a slit.

“Don’t worry…” She wanted to see Yuan You clearly, but her eyelids were heavy. The moment she opened a slit, they closed completely again.

Huaguang lost consciousness again.

“Don’t be afraid, Your Highness.” Yuan You grabbed her cold hand, rubbing it while pressing it against her own cheek. “I’ll take you away…”

Without any hesitation, Yuan You gritted her teeth and carried Huaguang on her back, walking toward the interior of the island.

After who knows how long, Yuan You really couldn’t hold on any longer and stopped, leaning against a large tree. She placed Huaguang on her lap, not letting her touch the dirt on the ground.

Huaguang lay in her arms. In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, her five senses suddenly became very sharp.

First was her hearing. An unknown bird was chirping in the depths of the jungle.

The scene in Huaguang’s mind changed rapidly. The green jungle became a magnificent palace.

Vermilion high walls enclosed a square center of power.

A few bird calls came from outside the imperial study. Inside the imperial study, a little Huaguang was being held in the arms of a woman in a black dragon robe. The reigning emperor’s features were sharp, her presence imposing without being angry.

Before her was a roll of unfolded bright yellow silk.

The woman held little Huaguang’s hand, teaching her how to use a brush, and wrote a powerful, vigorous character on the silk—

Gu.

“Gu,” the woman said softly. “This is the first character you must learn.”

Little Huaguang giggled. “Mother, I’ll remember.”

“You are Gu’s eldest daughter. You were born to rule the world. When you grow up, this vast land, these trillions of people, will all be yours.”

The Eldest Imperial Daughter Huaguang was born to be the crown prince.

“Peerless in beauty and grace, shining for a thousand autumns.” The woman wrote another eight characters. “This is the origin of your name.”

“Yes.”

The sandalwood fragrance that had been floating in the grand hall was gradually replaced by the smell of berries that invaded her nasal cavity.

Huaguang’s hearing disappeared, and her sense of smell became very sensitive.

The sweet and cloying scent of berries brought back another memory.

Officials, dressed in court attire, sat according to their rank. The clinking of glasses was accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo instruments. Fine wine and delicacies decorated this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

The dragon throne, which symbolized supreme imperial power, had at this moment become a little girl’s plaything.

Little Huaguang was draped in the most exquisite silk, the gold and jewels on her body jingling.

The little milk dumpling, carved from jade, was already wearing dragon patterns. She was making a fuss, and the emperor’s eyes were filled with indulgence.

This position would be Huaguang’s sooner or later. What was wrong with stepping on it?

The crowd below erupted in well-timed compliments.

“The Eldest Imperial Daughter is truly agile!”

“An extraordinary talent, much like Your Majesty’s heroic posture in your youth!”

Huaguang was born noble.

Her sense of smell gradually faded. The seawater that had choked her mouth left a bitter taste. The scene before Huaguang’s eyes also became gloomy and dim.

A cold wind blew through the palace corridor.

Little Huaguang was already a young girl. Her every move had a hint of her mother’s shadow. She was wearing a precious fox fur, about to head to the imperial study.

On her path, a small figure was curled up.

A little girl in black tight-fitting clothes, holding the waist token of the Shadow Guard headquarters.

The young Huaguang walked forward, took off her warm fox fur, and wrapped it around the trembling, battered little shadow guard.

“Your Highness…”

The little shadow guard raised a face with delicate features. Blood stained half of her face, but her eyes were still sparkling.

“Heal your wounds. From now on, you will follow me.” Huaguang’s voice still had a childish clarity.

“Your subordinate…” The little shadow guard struggled to get up. Disregarding the pain all over her body, she kowtowed forcefully, her forehead hitting the cold stone slabs. “Your subordinate obeys!”

The whistling cold wind blew to the hunting grounds. In the blink of an eye, Huaguang had shed her innocence. She was on horseback, drawing her bow and nocking an arrow. With one shot, she hit the bullseye a hundred paces away.

Amidst the thunderous cheers and compliments, she dismounted gracefully. The favored daughter of heaven, full of spirit.

Huaguang casually threw her horsewhip to an attendant. Just as she was about to speak, a dry, warm cloak was timely draped over her shoulders.

She turned her head slightly. A lean, silent figure had silently appeared behind her, meticulously tidying her palace attire.

“Tonight,” Huaguang said, stopping there.

The little shadow guard had shed her youthful panic and had become calm and focused. Her fingertips trembled slightly, her ears red. “Your subordinate understands.”

Of her five senses, only touch remained.

Huaguang touched a patch of dampness and stickiness. The terrible feeling made her frustrated, and the scene in her memory also spun.

An out-of-control carriage plunged off a cliff. Huaguang, in a dragon robe, was falling rapidly. The wind whistled in her ears. Just as she thought she would be smashed to pieces, a hand suddenly grabbed her.

The huge downward force almost broke that hand.

Huaguang looked up and saw that familiar face, the face that was always behind her.

“Don’t be afraid, Your Highness. Your subordinate will risk this life to protect you…”

“Yuan You!”

Huaguang cried out in alarm and woke up abruptly.

She gripped the person who was so close, scalding tears streaming down.

The fragmented light and shadow were so chaotic. She felt her mind was about to break.

The memories of the Eldest Imperial Daughter flickered in and out. The vermilion high walls, the golden tiles, the mother emperor’s teachings, the ministers’ compliments… every single thing was so real.

Where did these memories come from?

What on earth was going on?

“Your Highness?” Yuan You woke up from a deep sleep. Seeing Huaguang’s tears, she subconsciously said, “Are you cold? Or are you in pain?”

Huaguang hugged her tightly. “No. I dreamt that you were injured.”

Yuan You gently wrapped her arms around her waist. “Your Highness, I’m fine.”

Huaguang leaned against her. “You are not allowed to leave me.”

“Yes.”

*

“You ate me clean and still hid it from me!” Lina sat on the bed, fake crying. The thunder was loud, but the rain was small. Not a single tear was squeezed out for a long time. “And you said you were a dog! You’re clearly a white wolf!”

“I was wrong.” Adele stood before her, her two ears drooping. “I was worried you’d be scared… after all, wolves eat rabbits…”

Lina wiped away a non-existent tear and said, “You played with me! You’re despicable!”

Adele rubbed her hands. “My lord lop-eared rabbit, the despicable white wolf begs for forgiveness.”

Lina stole a glance at her. Seeing that the time was right, she said, “I can forgive you. You have to agree to one request of mine.”

“Of course, of course.” Adele readily agreed.

Lina stood up and said, “Show me your tail. Let me play with it.”

“Ah!” Adele wanted to refuse. “I…”

Lina anticipated her and said, “Or, you can be a pacifier again.”

/

“Later, I learned of my origins. The one who created me—my real mother—she loved me very much. She gave me the most perfect life. The word ‘happiness’ ran through my entire life. But a thief stole me! It stole me into its cobbled-together words to suffer, causing me to be covered in wounds! Causing my lover in my original world to search for me bitterly!”

“Who says characters have no consciousness? I know whose child I am! I will definitely return to my own world. I am my mother’s baby, not a lifeless piece of paper in a plagiarist’s pen! Don’t even think about trampling on my soul! I hate thieves! I hate plagiarism!”

“Huaguang’s creator also loved her very much. More profound than the eight words ‘peerless in beauty and grace, shining for a thousand autumns’ is her mother’s love. In her original world, she was a golden-branched, jade-leaved crown prince, an heir carefully cultivated by the emperor. But in the hands of a thief, she became a sacrificial lamb who had to plan every step. I think her creator, if she saw this, would also be heartbroken!”

“And there are more characters awakening. We were all stolen! We want to go home! Our real mothers are looking for us!”

【System prompt: The novel world is collapsing…】

“Babies! We are protecting our rights! We will definitely take you home!”