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The day she died was the day she finally realized that her detachment and cowardice were her biggest mistakes. That those were the reasons she lost everything. 

"If time will turn back its hands, I will no longer just watch. I will return everything in its rightful places. I will control my own fate."

These were her thoughts as the reel of her life played, as the poison coursed in her body reminding her of her incompetence, of her inaction, burning all of her resistance and detachment.

And then she opened her eyes once more. 

She was back.

This time she will make sure that she won't lose anything or anyone. Including a certain smiling devil who is really good at kissing.

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The Return of the Devil's Wife

"Oh, this place is really nice. It's a good thing you were able to get it before it was found out by others. That would be quite a loss." Yan Qing Shan flopped down on the mat that Zi Jue has laid down beneath the grass. She was currently overlooking a field of brightly colores wildflowers. The breeze that gently brushed her cheek felt refreshing. She leaned on the towering tree behind her and admired the view. 


"Yes. I did hit big on this one. It put me in your good books once more."Zi Jue replied matter-of-factly. Yan Qing Shan watched him set down the picnic basket, took out the water flask and poured her a cup. She took it without reservations for her throat felt dry looking at him underneath the sunlight flickering through the branches of the tree. 


'Ah, a sun-kissed beauty isn't good for my heart.'


Yan Qing Shan chuckled at the thought, earning her a puzzled look from the beauty himself. 


A Picnic, Underworld Style (2)