Chapter 51: Sister-in-law, don’t look back, I’m your brother.

“Sister-in-law, we’re married now. Please don’t resist—I’m your husband…”

“Sister-in-law, don’t look back. I’m the real Brother…”

The figure before her spouted a string of baffling words.

The voice was utterly different from the earlier imitation of Li Tianxing.
Gone was the forced low tone, replaced by a soft, sweet, girlish lilt, tinged with a pleading, almost coquettish tone.

Hmph!
Xie Qiyang sneered inwardly.
Switching from hard tactics to soft ones, thinking I’ll just lie back and comply? Dream on.

No matter how many pleading, confessing, or even seductive words came in that charming voice, Xie Qiyang ignored, disbelieved, and refused to cooperate.

She stood firm, arms crossed, chin raised, her sapphire eyes glaring down at the flustered “Li Tianxing” like an empress eyeing a lowly pest.

He wouldn’t dare actually force me… right?

Huh?!

A sudden force shoved her shoulder.

“Ah!”
Caught off guard, Xie Qiyang yelped, tumbling backward onto the crimson-brocade bed.

The soft bedding cushioned most of the impact, but the abrupt weightlessness stunned her.

“You—!”
She struggled to rise, ready to snap.

Suddenly, the bed began swaying—up, down, side to side.

Amid the shaking, the sight before her left her dumbfounded.

The “groom” tore off the disguise completely.
She yanked off the jade crown and hair tie, letting inky black hair cascade like a waterfall over her shoulders.

Her slightly loose wedding robe tightened as the chest binding was undone, revealing a full, feminine curve that strained against the crimson fabric, outlining a breathtaking silhouette.

Stunning.

The face retained Li Tianxing’s features but softened into delicate, natural charm, exuding effortless allure and innocence—a peerless beauty capable of toppling empires.

Li Tianze stood by the bed, panting slightly, her face a mix of desperate resolve and… a faint, feverish flush.

Looking at the shocked Xie Qiyang sprawled on the bed, she spoke in that sweet yet urgent voice:

“Sister-in-law, while Brother’s tied up with those old relics, let’s… make it quick and seal the deal!”
Her words were shockingly bold.

She stepped closer to the bed, seemingly convinced she’d succeeded, ready to deliver a victory speech:

“Sister-in-law, you might not believe this, but… I had a dream, a long, long dream…”

Her eyes grew hazy.
“In it, I met you. I loved you so deeply, so fiercely, I’d give anything for you…”

Her voice cracked with a sob.
“But… you ended up with the person I respected, feared, and was closest to… right before my eyes…”

Her eyes burned with intense unwillingness.
“I was so… so unwilling! Why her?! Why not me?!”

She snapped her gaze to Xie Qiyang.
“So, in this reborn life, I swore—no more regrets! I won’t watch you fall into someone else’s arms again.”

She leaned down, hands bracing the bed on either side of Xie Qiyang, her stunning, obsessive face inches away:

“Sister-in-law… please, just once… really, just once… okay?”

In the moment she was pushed down, Xie Qiyang felt a flicker of genuine panic.
If the other party forced her… with her current strength, what if she couldn’t fight back?

But as Li Tianze revealed her true self—a woman—and poured out her “reborn” love confession, Xie Qiyang’s panic dissolved into a mix of absurdity and… an odd sense of control.

Tch! Just a lovesick girl, hung up on me and full of insecurities.

Her confidence surged, even tinged with mischief.
Even if she let this girl have her way… what could she do? A kiss, a hug, a lift?
She seemed so… naive.

Looking at the breathtaking face so close, a bold idea formed.

“You’re… Tianze?”
Xie Qiyang feigned surprise, her tone laced with just the right amount of confusion.
“I never would’ve thought… you’re a woman?”

She watched Li Tianze’s reaction keenly.

As expected, Li Tianze froze, her fingers curling slightly at the bed’s edge, panic and deeper self-doubt flashing in her eyes.

She’s afraid—afraid I’ll reject her?

And a reincarnator too… Xie Qiyang realized.
Is this world mass-producing reincarnators?
But this was a golden opportunity.

This girl was clearly smitten from her “past life,” her obsession deep yet her confidence shaky—a classic lovesick maiden before her crush.

And Xie Qiyang? A theoretical master of romance, zero practical experience—an expert at charming a naive, obsessive fangirl like this.

Perfect. Build a good relationship now, and if she finds treasures later, she might share. This deal’s a win—barely any cost on my end.

Even if Li Tianxing really took her, this heartbroken girl would only blame her brother.
Xie Qiyang would remain the pitiful victim throughout.

A few crocodile tears, and Li Tianze might even try to “rescue” her from this mess.

Tch, have I awakened some wicked side? Suppressed too long, turning devious?

But this plan was brilliant.

Time to act.

Xie Qiyang’s lips curved into a sly, “bad woman” smirk.

She shoved Li Tianze back with force, then sat up gracefully, her core muscles flexing.

Now revealed, Li Tianze was petite and delicate.
Standing tall, Xie Qiyang’s height and aura towered over the girl by the bed.

In Li Tianze’s stunned gaze, Xie Qiyang leaned forward, closing the distance between their faces.

“Tianze, do you really like me that much?”

Li Tianze nodded, then shrank back a few steps, looking… intimidated.