Starting with a Breakup, How Can the True Heiress Be My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend?

Chapter 45

Starting with a Breakup, How Can the True Heiress Be My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend?

Fake heiresses are destined to meet their defeat at the hands of the true heiress. This is the inevitable fate of all imposters—and Xu Nian is no exception. But why does Xu Nian’s downfall feel so… different? In any other “true vs. fake heiress” scenario, the protagonist would steer clear of the real deal at all costs. Except in this world, the true heiress is Xu Nian’s ex-girlfriend! And she’s dead set on locking up the fake heiress—her “ex-boyfriend”—in the basement, dismantling her limbs, turning her into a doll, and binding them together forever. Solution? Strike first. Before the yandere true heiress can act, Xu Nian disguises herself as a yandere lolita, overwhelms her with obsessive love, and ensures the real heiress is too consumed by twisted affection to turn monstrous. That’s Xu Nian’s escape route. Except… The true heiress was faking it! She was never cured—still the same deranged yandere! Xu Nian barely stages her own death to investigate the truth behind her fake parents’ murder before the true heiress drags her back home and locks her in the basement. Bizarre props? Check. Overwhelming possessiveness? The fake heiress is now a caged canary. “No! Qingya, let’s go back to how we were before! We used to love each other so much!” “Are you joking right now? Until you’re thoroughly carrying our love’s ‘proof,’ you’re not going anywhere. I’ll tie you to my side—forever.” No way! Xu Nian refuses to become a demure housewife! …Eh? Another daughter was just born. …She’s so pretty though.

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ᮺᮣᯈᯍᯆᮀ ᮳ᯎᯃᯀᯘ’ᯒ ᯌᯈᯒᯒᯈᯎᯍ ᯇᯀᯒ ᯁᯄᯄᯍ ᯈᯒᯒᯔᯄᯃᮙ ᮠ ᯁᯄᯀᯔᯓᯈᯅᯔᯋ ᯋᯎᯕᯄ ᯃᯄᯒᯄᯑᯕᯄᯒ ᯏᯀᯑᯄᯍᯓᯀᯋ ᯀᯏᯏᯑᯎᯕᯀᯋᮍ ᮯᯋᯄᯀᯒᯄ ᯄᯍᯆᯀᯆᯄ ᯈᯍ ᯈᯍᯓᯈᯌᯀᯓᯄᮋ暧昧 ᯂᯎᯍᯓᯀᯂᯓ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ ᯈᯍ ᯅᯑᯎᯍᯓ ᯎᯅ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯏᯀᯑᯄᯍᯓᯒᮍᮼ

ᮺᮣᯈᯍᯆᯝ ᮣᯀᯈᯋᯘ ᯌᯈᯒᯒᯈᯎᯍ ᯂᯎᯌᯏᯋᯄᯓᯄᯃᮍ ᮲ᯈᯌᯔᯋᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯂᯎᯔᯍᯓ ᮊᮐᮍ ᮢᯔᯑᯑᯄᯍᯓ ᯑᯄᯌᯀᯈᯍᯈᯍᯆ ᯒᯈᯌᯔᯋᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᯒᮙ ᮐᮍᮼ

ᮁ᮷ᯈᯀᯍᯆᯗᯈᯀᯍᯆᮋ ᯗᯈᯀᯍᯆᮋ ᯗᯈᯀᯍᯆᯒᯇᯔᯈ ᮇᯅᯑᯀᯆᯑᯀᯍᯂᯄᮈᮋ ᮨ—ᮨ’ᯌ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯔᯒᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯌᯎᯒᯓ ᯎᯑᯃᯈᯍᯀᯑᯘ ᯒᯇᯀᯌᯏᯎᯎᮋ ᯑᯄᯀᯋᯋᯘᮍᮁ

᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯒᯓᯀᯌᯌᯄᯑᯄᯃᮋ ᯂᯎᯌᯏᯋᯄᯓᯄᯋᯘ ᯀᯓ ᯀ ᯋᯎᯒᯒ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯓᯎ ᯑᯄᯒᯏᯎᯍᯃᮋ ᯑᯄᯒᯎᯑᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎ ᯀ ᯅᯋᯀᯓᮋ ᯄᯌᯎᯓᯈᯎᯍᯋᯄᯒᯒ ᯑᯄᯂᯈᯓᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯓᯑᯔᯓᯇᮍ

ᮧᯄᯑ ᯌᯈᯍᯃ ᯅᯄᯋᯓ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯌᯔᯒᯇᮋ ᯒᯏᯈᯍᯍᯈᯍᯆ ᯖᯈᯋᯃᯋᯘ ᯖᯈᯓᯇᯎᯔᯓ ᯋᯀᯍᯃᯈᯍᯆ ᯎᯍ ᯀ ᯂᯎᯇᯄᯑᯄᯍᯓ ᯓᯇᯎᯔᯆᯇᯓᮍ ᮭᯎ ᯌᯀᯓᯓᯄᯑ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯇᯀᯑᯃ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯓᯑᯈᯄᯃᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯆᯑᯀᯒᯏ ᯀᯍᯘ ᯒᯄᯌᯁᯋᯀᯍᯂᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯂᯋᯀᯑᯈᯓᯘᮍ

ᮧᯄᯑ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯀᯂᯓᯔᯀᯋᯋᯘ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯒᯓᯄᯏᯒᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑ—ᯍᯎᮋ ᯍᯎᯓ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯒᯓᯄᯏᯒᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑᮋ ᯒᯈᯍᯂᯄ ᯓᯇᯄᯘ ᯒᯇᯀᯑᯄᯃ ᯍᯄᯈᯓᯇᯄᯑ ᯅᯀᯓᯇᯄᯑ ᯍᯎᯑ ᯌᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑᮀ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯒᯇᯄᯄᯑ ᯀᯁᯒᯔᯑᯃᯈᯓᯘ ᯎᯅ ᯈᯓ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯇᯈᯓ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯀ ᯅᯑᯄᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯓᯑᯀᯈᯍᮍ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯕᯄᯑᯘ ᯒᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑ ᯒᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯁᯄᯄᯍ ᯖᯀᯑᯘ ᯎᯅ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯓᯈᯌᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᮞᮀ

᮶ᯇᯀᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯇᯄᯋᯋᮞᮀ

᮳ᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒᯍ’ᯓ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯇᯄᯀᯕᯄᯍᯒ ᯏᯋᯀᯘᯈᯍᯆ ᯀ ᯉᯎᯊᯄ—ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯉᯎᯊᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯂᯄᯍᯓᯔᯑᯘᮀ

ᮣᯈᯃ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯍᯄᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯖᯎᯑᯑᯘ ᯀᯁᯎᯔᯓ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᮋ ᯖᯇᯎ’ᯃ ᯒᯓᯎᯋᯄᯍ ᯎᯕᯄᯑ ᯀ ᯃᯄᯂᯀᯃᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯋᯈᯅᯄᮋ ᯕᯈᯄᯖᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯍᯎᯖᮞ

᮶ᯄᯋᯋᮋ ᯍᯎᮍ ᮮᯅ ᯂᯎᯔᯑᯒᯄ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓᮍ

ᮠᯅᯓᯄᯑ ᯀᯋᯋᮋ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯆᯈᯑᯋ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᮍ ᮧᯎᯖ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯍᯎᯓ ᯊᯍᯎᯖ ᯄᯗᯀᯂᯓᯋᯘ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯓᯇᯄᯘ ᯒᯓᯎᯎᯃ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯄᯀᯂᯇ ᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑᮞ

ᮡᯔᯓᮀ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯂᯔᯑᯑᯄᯍᯓ ᯒᯈᯓᯔᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯀ ᯓᯇᯎᯔᯒᯀᯍᯃ ᯓᯈᯌᯄᯒ ᯌᯎᯑᯄ ᯌᯈᯍᯃᮌᯁᯋᯎᯖᯈᯍᯆᮀ

᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯌᯀᯊᯄ ᯒᯄᯍᯒᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯈᯓᮍ ᮲ᯇᯄ ᯑᯄᯀᯋᯋᯘᮋ ᯓᯑᯔᯋᯘ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃᯍ’ᯓᮍ

᮶ᯇᯘᮞ

᮶ᯇᯘ ᯃᯈᯃ ᮭᯈᯀᯍᯍᯈᯀᯍ ᯋᯎᯎᯊ ᯒᯎ ᯒᯌᯔᯆᯋᯘ ᯂᯎᯍᯅᯈᯃᯄᯍᯓᮞ

ᮨᯅ ᯒᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯎᯍᯋᯘ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯅᯎᯔᯍᯃ ᯎᯔᯓ ᯓᯎᯎᮋ ᯒᯇᯎᯔᯋᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯁᯄ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯀᯒ ᯒᯇᯎᯂᯊᯄᯃᮞ

ᮡᯔᯓ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒᯍ’ᯓᮍ ᮳ᯇᯀᯓ ᯈᯍᯅᯔᯑᯈᯀᯓᯈᯍᯆᯋᯘ ᯒᯄᯋᯅᮌᯒᯀᯓᯈᯒᯅᯈᯄᯃ ᯆᯑᯈᯍ ᯍᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯋᯄᯅᯓ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯅᯀᯂᯄᮍ

ᮧᯀᯃ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯊᯍᯎᯖᯍ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯀᯋᯎᯍᯆᮞ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯌᯔᯒᯓ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯊᯍᯎᯖᯍ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯀᯋᯎᯍᯆᮍ

᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯓᯇᯎᯔᯆᯇᯓ ᯁᯀᯂᯊ ᯓᯎ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯏᯀᯒᯓ ᯅᯄᯖ ᯃᯀᯘᯒ—ᯄᯕᯄᯑᯘ ᯓᯈᯌᯄ ᯒᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯁᯑᯎᯔᯆᯇᯓ ᯔᯏ ᯑᯄᯓᯔᯑᯍᯈᯍᯆ ᯇᯎᯌᯄᮋ ᮭᯈᯀᯍᯍᯈᯀᯍ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯑᯄᯀᯒᯒᯔᯑᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯍᯎᯓ ᯓᯎ ᯖᯎᯑᯑᯘᮋ ᯘᯄᯓ ᯍᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯄᯗᯏᯋᯀᯈᯍᯄᯃ ᯖᯇᯘᮍ

ᮭᯎᯖ ᯈᯓ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯎᯁᯕᯈᯎᯔᯒᮍ ᮲ᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯁᯄᯄᯍ ᯖᯀᯈᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯄᯄ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯌᯀᯊᯄ ᯀ ᯅᯎᯎᯋ ᯎᯅ ᯇᯄᯑᯒᯄᯋᯅᮀ

ᮤᯕᯈᯋᮀ

᮲ᯎ ᯄᯕᯈᯋᮀ

᮳ᯇᯈᯒ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯃᯎᯖᯍᯑᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯃᯈᯀᯁᯎᯋᯈᯂᯀᯋᮀ

ᮠᯀᯀᯀᯀᯀᯇᮀ

᮶ᯇᯀᯓ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯒᯀᯈᯃ ᯈᯍ ᯅᯑᯎᯍᯓ ᯎᯅ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯁᯈᯑᯓᯇ ᯌᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯍᯎᯖᮞᮀ

᮳ᯇᯈᯍᯆᯒ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᮁᮨ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯀ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᮋᮁ ᮁᮬᯘ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ’ᯒ ᯇᯄᯋᯏᯄᯃ ᯌᯄ ᯒᯎ ᯌᯔᯂᯇᮋᮁ ᮁᮨᯅ ᮨ ᯄᯕᯄᯑ ᯒᯄᯓᯓᯋᯄ ᯃᯎᯖᯍᮋ ᯈᯓ ᯂᯀᯍ ᯎᯍᯋᯘ ᯁᯄ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯇᯄᯑᮁ—

᮫ᯎᯎᯊᯈᯍᯆ ᯁᯀᯂᯊᮋ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯖᯀᯍᯓᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯃᯈᯄ ᯎᯅ ᯄᯌᯁᯀᯑᯑᯀᯒᯒᯌᯄᯍᯓᮍ

᮶ᯇᯀᯓ ᯖᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯏᯀᯑᯄᯍᯓᯒ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯊ ᯖᯇᯄᯍ ᯓᯇᯄᯘ ᯑᯄᯀᯋᯈᯙᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯒᯎᮌᯂᯀᯋᯋᯄᯃ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ ᯖᯀᯒ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍᮋ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯆᯈᯑᯋ ᯓᯇᯄᯘ’ᯃ ᯑᯀᯈᯒᯄᯃ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯎᯕᯄᯑ ᯀ ᯃᯄᯂᯀᯃᯄᮞᮀ

ᮠᯀᯀᯀᯀᯀᯀᯀᯀᯀᯇᮀᮀᮀᮀ

ᮣᯀᯌᯍ ᯈᯓᮀ

ᮨᯅ ᮭᯈᯀᯍᯍᯈᯀᯍ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯓᯎᯋᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯄᯀᯑᯋᯈᯄᯑᮋ ᯖᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯁᯋᯔᯑᯓᯄᯃ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯎᯔᯓᮞ

ᮤᯕᯄᯍ ᯈᯅ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯃᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ’ᯃ ᯀᯓ ᯋᯄᯀᯒᯓ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯏᯑᯄᯏᯀᯑᯄᯃ ᯀ ᯏᯑᯎᯏᯄᯑ ᯒᯂᯑᯈᯏᯓ—ᯍᯎᯓ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯃᯈᯒᯆᯔᯒᯓᯈᯍᯆᯋᯘ ᯒᯀᯏᯏᯘ ᯍᯎᯍᯒᯄᯍᯒᯄᮀ

ᮡᯋᯀᯂᯊᯌᯀᯈᯋ ᯌᯀᯓᯄᯑᯈᯀᯋᮀ ᮳ᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯏᯔᯑᯄ ᯁᯋᯀᯂᯊᯌᯀᯈᯋ ᯌᯀᯓᯄᯑᯈᯀᯋᮀ

᮶ᯀᯓᯂᯇᯈᯍᯆ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒ ᯅᯋᯔᯒᯓᯄᯑᯄᯃ ᯒᯓᯀᯓᯄᮋ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯅᯎᯗᮌᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯄᯘᯄᯒ ᯂᯔᯑᯕᯄᯃ ᯈᯍᯓᯎ ᯂᯑᯄᯒᯂᯄᯍᯓᯒᮋ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯆᯑᯈᯍ ᯔᯓᯓᯄᯑᯋᯘ ᯔᯍᯑᯄᯒᯓᯑᯀᯈᯍᯄᯃᮍ

ᮺᮩᯎᯘ ᮵ᯀᯋᯔᯄᮙ ᮖᮘᮄᮼ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯅᯄᯄᯋ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯌᯀᯒᯓᯄᯑᯘ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮩᯎᯘ ᮯᯀᯓᯇ ᯀᯃᯕᯀᯍᯂᯈᯍᯆ ᯒᯈᯆᯍᯈᯅᯈᯂᯀᯍᯓᯋᯘᮍ

ᮦᯔᯀᮀ

᮳ᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯄᯗᯀᯂᯓᯋᯘ ᯖᯇᯀᯓ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯍᯓᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯄᯄᮀ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯋᯎᯎᯊ ᯎᯅ ᯔᯓᯓᯄᯑ ᯃᯔᯌᯁᯅᯎᯔᯍᯃᯄᯃᯍᯄᯒᯒ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯋᯎᯒᯄᯑ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒ ᯅᯀᯂᯄ ᯀᯒ ᯑᯄᯀᯋᯈᯓᯘ ᯃᯄᯑᯀᯈᯋᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯄᯗᯏᯄᯂᯓᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᯒᮍ

ᮧᯈᯋᯀᯑᯈᯎᯔᯒᮀ ᮠᯁᯒᯎᯋᯔᯓᯄᯋᯘ ᯉᯎᯘᯎᯔᯒᮀ

ᮁ᮶ᯎᯖᮋ ᮲ᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑᯝ ᮶ᯇᯎ ᯖᯎᯔᯋᯃ’ᯕᯄ ᯓᯇᯎᯔᯆᯇᯓ ᯘᯎᯔ’ᯑᯄ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯍᯀᯓᯔᯑᯀᯋᯋᯘ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯒᯓᯔᯍᯍᯈᯍᯆᯝᮞ ᮤᯕᯄᯍ ᯎᯑᯃᯈᯍᯀᯑᯘ ᯒᯇᯀᯌᯏᯎᯎ ᯌᯀᯊᯄᯒ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯒᯌᯄᯋᯋ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯆᯎᯎᯃᮞ ᮯᯅᯅᯓᮋ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯄᯍᯕᯈᯀᯁᯋᯄᯝᮁ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯇᯎᯎᯊᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯀᯑᯌ ᯀᯑᯎᯔᯍᯃ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒᮋ ᯏᯑᯄᯒᯒᯈᯍᯆ ᯈᯓ ᯒᯍᯔᯆᯋᯘ ᯁᯄᯓᯖᯄᯄᯍ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯎᯖᯍᮋ ᯓᯇᯄᯍ ᯖᯀᯈᯓᯄᯃ ᯄᯗᯏᯄᯂᯓᯀᯍᯓᯋᯘ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯀ ᯑᯄᯒᯏᯎᯍᯒᯄᮍ

ᮁᮨᮋ ᯔᯇᮋ ᯖᯄᯋᯋ—ᯌᯀᯘᯁᯄ ᯈᯓ’ᯒ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯍᯀᯓᯔᯑᯀᯋᮞ ᮡᯎᯃᯘ ᯅᯑᯀᯆᯑᯀᯍᯂᯄᮋ ᯎᯑ ᯒᯎᯌᯄᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯓᯇᯀᯓᮍᮁ

ᮣᯀᯌᯍ ᯈᯓᮀ

᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯂᯔᯑᯒᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯎᯖᯍ ᯈᯍᯂᯎᯌᯏᯄᯓᯄᯍᯂᯄᮍ

᮳ᯎᯓᯀᯋᯋᯘ ᯂᯎᯑᯍᯄᯑᯄᯃᮀ

᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀᮀ ᮫ᯎᯎᯊ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯏᯀᯓᯇᯄᯓᯈᯂ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯀᯍᯒᯖᯄᯑ ᯖᯀᯒᮀ

᮸ᯎᯔ’ᯑᯄ ᯋᯄᯓᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯄᯕᯈᯋ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ ᯋᯄᯀᯃ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯁᯘ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯍᯎᯒᯄᮀ

᮳ᯇᯈᯍᯊᮋ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯔᯒᯄᯋᯄᯒᯒ ᯁᯑᯀᯈᯍᮀ ᮴ᯒᯄ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯏᯑᯎᯁᯋᯄᯌᮌᯒᯎᯋᯕᯈᯍᯆ ᯋᯎᯆᯈᯂ ᯎᯅ ᯘᯎᯔᯑᯒᮀ

ᮡᯔᯓ—ᯁᯔᯓ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯀᯍᯘᯎᯍᯄ ᯒᯓᯀᯘ ᯂᯀᯋᯌ ᯈᯍ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯒᯈᯓᯔᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᮞᮀ

᮳ᯇᯈᯒ ᮁ᮲ᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑᮁ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆ—ᮭᯈᯀᯍᯍᯈᯀᯍ ᯂᯀᯋᯋᯈᯍᯆ ᯇᯄᯑ ᮁ᮲ᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑᮁ ᯈᯍ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯔᯍᯁᯄᯀᯑᯀᯁᯋᯘ ᯂᯔᯓᯄᯒᯘ ᯕᯎᯈᯂᯄ—

᮳ᯇᯈᯒ ᯊᯈᯍᯃ ᯎᯅ ᯑᯎᯋᯄᯏᯋᯀᯘ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯁᯄᯘᯎᯍᯃ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒ ᯄᯍᯃᯔᯑᯀᯍᯂᯄᮀ

ᮤᯕᯄᯍ ᯈᯅ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ ᯂᯀᯋᯋᯄᯃ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯓᯇᯀᯓᮋ ᯓᯇᯄᯑᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯍᯎ ᯖᯀᯘ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯒᯄᯄ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯀᯒ ᯀ ᯋᯈᯓᯓᯋᯄ ᯒᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑᮍ

ᮨᯓ ᯉᯔᯒᯓ ᯅᯄᯋᯓ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯒᯎᯌᯄ ᯖᯄᯈᯑᯃ ᯊᯈᯍᯊᮍ

᮳ᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᮍ ᮧᯄᯑ ᯆᯈᯑᯋᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃ ᯎᯅ ᯓᯇᯑᯄᯄ ᯘᯄᯀᯑᯒᮍ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯎᯍᯄ ᯖᯇᯎ’ᯃ ᯒᯄᯄᯍ ᯄᯕᯄᯑᯘ ᯈᯍᯂᯇ ᯎᯅ ᯇᯄᯑᮋ ᯏᯄᯑᯌᯈᯒᯒᯈᯁᯋᯄ ᯎᯑ ᯍᯎᯓᮍ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯎᯍᯄ ᯖᯇᯎ’ᯃ ᯃᯎᯍᯄ ᯄᯕᯄᯑᯘᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆ ᯖᯈᯓᯇ ᯇᯄᯑᮋ ᯏᯄᯑᯌᯈᯒᯒᯈᯁᯋᯄ ᯎᯑ ᯍᯎᯓᮍ

ᮠ ᯒᯓᯎᯑᯌ ᯎᯅ ᯄᯌᯎᯓᯈᯎᯍᯒ ᯓᯀᯍᯆᯋᯄᯃ ᯈᯍᯒᯈᯃᯄ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀᮋ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯅᯀᯂᯄ ᯁᯔᯑᯍᯈᯍᯆ ᯂᯑᯈᯌᯒᯎᯍᮍ

᮶ᯈᯓᯇᯎᯔᯓ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯊᯈᯍᯆᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯒᯋᯈᯃ ᯀ ᯇᯀᯍᯃ ᯎᯍᯓᯎ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯓᯇᯈᯆᯇ—ᯓᯇᯄᯍ ᯀᯁᯑᯔᯏᯓᯋᯘ ᯘᯀᯍᯊᯄᯃ ᯈᯓ ᯔᯏᯖᯀᯑᯃᮋ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯇᯄᯑᯒᯄᯋᯅ ᯔᯍᯒᯔᯑᯄ ᯖᯇᯀᯓ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯃᯎᯈᯍᯆᮍ

ᮁᮬᯌᯏᯇᮀᮁ

᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ ᯍᯄᯀᯑᯋᯘ ᯋᯎᯒᯓ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯁᯀᯋᯀᯍᯂᯄᮋ ᯀᯋᯌᯎᯒᯓ ᯒᯋᯈᯏᯏᯈᯍᯆ ᯑᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯔᯍᯃᯄᯑ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯓᯀᯁᯋᯄᮍ

ᮧᯄᯑ ᯓᯀᯈᯋ ᯒᯇᯎᯓ ᯒᯓᯑᯀᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯔᯏᮋ ᯖᯇᯈᯓᯄ ᯅᯔᯑ ᯏᯔᯅᯅᯈᯍᯆ ᯒᯋᯈᯆᯇᯓᯋᯘ ᯀᯒ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯁᯀᯑᯄᯋᯘ ᯂᯀᯔᯆᯇᯓ ᯇᯄᯑᯒᯄᯋᯅ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯓᯎᯍᯄ ᯂᯇᯀᯈᯑ ᯓᯎ ᯀᯕᯎᯈᯃ ᯓᯎᯓᯀᯋ ᯇᯔᯌᯈᯋᯈᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍᮍ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯒᯓᯀᯑᯄᯃ ᯀᯓ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯈᯍ ᯃᯈᯒᯁᯄᯋᯈᯄᯅᮋ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯒᯌᯈᯑᯊ ᯅᯀᯃᯈᯍᯆᮍ

ᮧᯄᯑ ᯒᯋᯄᯍᯃᯄᯑᮋ ᯒᯇᯀᯏᯄᯋᯘ ᯓᯇᯈᯆᯇ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯍᯎᯖ ᯅᯔᯋᯋᯘ ᯃᯑᯀᯏᯄᯃ ᯎᯕᯄᯑ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒ ᯋᯀᯏᮍ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯍᯎ ᯈᯃᯄᯀ ᯖᯇᯘ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯃᯎᯍᯄ ᯓᯇᯈᯒᮍ

ᮡᯔᯓ ᯈᯅ ᯄᯈᯓᯇᯄᯑ ᯏᯀᯑᯄᯍᯓ ᯇᯀᯏᯏᯄᯍᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯆᯋᯀᯍᯂᯄ ᯔᯍᯃᯄᯑ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯓᯀᯁᯋᯄ ᯍᯎᯖᮋ ᯓᯇᯄᯘ’ᯃ ᯒᯄᯄ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯂᯎᯌᯏᯑᯎᯌᯈᯒᯈᯍᯆ ᯏᯎᯒᯈᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ ᯀᯍᯃ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯖᯄᯑᯄ ᯈᯍᮍ

᮶ᯇᯀᯓ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯇᯄᯋᯋᮞᮀ

ᮥᯑᯎᯌ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯀᯍᯆᯋᯄᮋ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯈᯓ ᯋᯎᯎᯊ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯎᯍᯄ ᯇᯀᯑᯀᯒᯒᯈᯍᯆ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀᮞᮀ

᮶ᯇᯄᯍ ᯈᯍ ᯑᯄᯀᯋᯈᯓᯘᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯎᯍᯄ ᯁᯄᯈᯍᯆ ᯌᯀᯍᯇᯀᯍᯃᯋᯄᯃᮀ

ᮩᯔᯒᯓᯈᯂᯄ ᯅᯎᯑ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍᮀ ᮩᯔᯒᯓᯈᯂᯄᮀ

᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ ᯓᯑᯈᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯏᯔᯋᯋ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯋᯄᯆ ᯁᯀᯂᯊᮋ ᯁᯔᯓ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯇᯄᯋᯃ ᯅᯈᯑᯌᮋ ᯑᯄᯅᯔᯒᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯎ ᯋᯄᯓ ᯆᯎᮍ

ᮧᯔᯇᮞᮀ

ᮧᯀᯉᯈᯘᯀᮀ

᮸ᯎᯔ ᯋᯈᯓᯓᯋᯄ—

᮲ᯎ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯁᯑᯀᯈᯍ ᯒᯇᯎᯑᯓᮌᯂᯈᯑᯂᯔᯈᯓᯄᯃ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯊ ᯎᯅ ᯀ ᯂᯎᯌᯄᯁᯀᯂᯊᮋ ᯒᯎ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯑᯄᯒᯎᯑᯓᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯏᯇᯘᯒᯈᯂᯀᯋ ᯑᯄᯓᯀᯋᯈᯀᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯈᯍᯒᯓᯄᯀᯃᮞᮀ

᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ ᯓᯔᯆᯆᯄᯃᮋ ᯁᯔᯓ ᯈᯓ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯍᯎ ᯔᯒᯄᮍ

᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯌᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯍᯎᯓ ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯓᯑᯄᯍᯆᯓᯇ ᯎᯅ ᯀ ᮶ᯀᯑ ᮦᯎᯃᮋ ᯁᯔᯓ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᮺᮥᯄᯀᯑᮼ ᮯᯀᯓᯇᮍ

ᮨᯓ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯎᯍᯋᯘ ᯍᯀᯓᯔᯑᯀᯋ ᯅᯎᯑ ᯀ ᯂᯎᯌᯁᯀᯓᮌᯎᯑᯈᯄᯍᯓᯄᯃ ᮯᯀᯓᯇ ᯓᯎ ᯎᯕᯄᯑᯏᯎᯖᯄᯑ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯒᯓᯑᯄᯍᯆᯓᯇᮍ

ᮁᮭᯈᯀᯍᯍᯈᯀᯍᮋ ᯃᯎᯍ’ᯓ ᯁᯔᯋᯋᯘ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯒᯈᯒᯓᯄᯑᮍ ᮲ᯇᯄ’ᯒ ᯈᯍᯓᯑᯎᯕᯄᯑᯓᯄᯃ—ᯘᯎᯔ ᯒᯇᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯁᯄ ᯌᯎᯑᯄ ᯂᯎᯍᯒᯈᯃᯄᯑᯀᯓᯄᮍᮁ

᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯌᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑᮋ ᯍᯎᯓᯈᯂᯈᯍᯆ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒ ᯅᯋᯔᯒᯇᯄᯃ ᯅᯀᯂᯄᮋ ᯅᯑᯎᯖᯍᯄᯃ ᯒᯋᯈᯆᯇᯓᯋᯘᮍ ᮶ᯇᯈᯋᯄ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯀᯏᯏᯑᯄᯂᯈᯀᯓᯄᯃ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯄᯍᯓᯇᯔᯒᯈᯀᯒᯌᮋ ᯌᯀᯘᯁᯄ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯎᯕᯄᯑᯃᯎᯈᯍᯆ ᯈᯓᮞ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯀ ᯑᯄᯀᯒᯎᯍᯀᯁᯋᯄ ᯖᯎᯌᯀᯍᮍ

ᮥᯎᯑ ᯒᯎᯌᯄᯎᯍᯄ ᯈᯍᯓᯑᯎᯕᯄᯑᯓᯄᯃᮋ ᯄᯗᯂᯄᯒᯒᯈᯕᯄ ᯅᯑᯈᯄᯍᯃᯋᯈᯍᯄᯒᯒ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯅᯄᯄᯋ ᯋᯈᯊᯄ ᯏᯑᯄᯒᯒᯔᯑᯄᮍ

ᮁᮬᯄᮞ ᮡᯔᯋᯋᯘ ᯇᯄᯑᮞᮁ

᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ ᯏᯎᯈᯍᯓᯄᯃ ᯀᯓ ᯇᯄᯑᯒᯄᯋᯅᮍ

ᮮᯊᯀᯘᮋ ᯌᯀᯘᯁᯄ ᯀᯓ ᯅᯈᯑᯒᯓᮍ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯁᯄᯄᯍ ᯓᯄᯀᯒᯈᯍᯆ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀᮋ ᯄᯍᯉᯎᯘᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯅᯋᯔᯒᯓᯄᯑᯄᯃ ᯌᯄᯒᯒ ᯎᯅ ᯀ ᯑᯄᯀᯂᯓᯈᯎᯍ ᯓᯎ ᯅᯀᯑᯌ ᯒᯎᯌᯄ ᮩᯎᯘ ᮵ᯀᯋᯔᯄᮍ

ᮡᯔᯓ ᯀᯅᯓᯄᯑ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒ ᯂᯇᯀᯎᯓᯈᯂ ᯂᯎᯔᯍᯓᯄᯑᯀᯓᯓᯀᯂᯊᮋ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯎᯍᯄ ᯀᯓ ᯀ ᯃᯈᯒᯀᯃᯕᯀᯍᯓᯀᯆᯄ ᯍᯎᯖᮀ

ᮠᯍᯃ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯈᯃᯈᯎᯓᮋ ᯓᯎ ᯂᯀᯋᯌ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯎᯖᯍ ᯍᯄᯑᯕᯄᯒᮋ ᯇᯀᯃ ᯒᯓᯀᯑᯓᯄᯃ ᯊᯍᯄᯀᯃᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯎᯅᯓᯄᯒᯓᮋ ᯌᯎᯒᯓ ᯒᯄᯍᯒᯈᯓᯈᯕᯄ ᯏᯀᯑᯓ ᯎᯅ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯓᯇᯈᯆᯇᮀ

᮳ᯇᯀᯓ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯀ ᯅᯎᯗ’ᯒ ᯋᯄᯆᮀ

ᮭᯎᯓ ᯒᯎᯌᯄ ᯒᯓᯑᯄᯒᯒᮌᯑᯄᯋᯈᯄᯅ ᯒᯐᯔᯈᯒᯇᯘ ᯓᯎᯘᮀ

ᮠᯍᯃ ᯒᯇᯄ—ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯒᯋᯈᯃᯈᯍᯆ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯇᯀᯍᯃ ᯇᯈᯆᯇᯄᯑᮀ

ᮤᯕᯄᯍ ᯒᯋᯈᯏᯏᯈᯍᯆ ᯔᯍᯃᯄᯑ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯒᯊᯈᯑᯓᮀ

᮶ᯀᯈᯓᮋ ᯍᯎ—ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒᯍ’ᯓ ᯑᯈᯆᯇᯓᮀ

ᮧᯀᯉᯈᯘᯀᮀ

᮸ᯎᯔ—ᮀ

ᮣᯎ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯑᯄᯀᯋᯈᯙᯄ ᯖᯇᯀᯓ ᯘᯎᯔ’ᯑᯄ ᯃᯎᯈᯍᯆᮞᮀ

᮲ᯄᯂᯑᯄᯓᯋᯘ ᯏᯋᯀᯘᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯊᯈᯍᯃ ᯎᯅ ᯆᯀᯌᯄ ᯈᯍ ᯅᯑᯎᯍᯓ ᯎᯅ ᯘᯎᯔᯑ ᯏᯀᯑᯄᯍᯓᯒ—ᯇᯀᯕᯄ ᯘᯎᯔ ᯋᯎᯒᯓ ᯀᯋᯋ ᯒᯇᯀᯌᯄᮞᮀ

ᮁᮭᯈᯀᯍᯍᯈᯀᯍᮋ ᯒᮌᯒᯓᯎᯏ ᯁᯔᯋᯋᯘᯈᯍᯆ ᯌᯄᮍᮍᮍᮁ

᮱ᯈᯆᯇᯓ ᯎᯍ ᯂᯔᯄᮋ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯒᯄᯈᯙᯄᯃ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯎᯏᯏᯎᯑᯓᯔᯍᯈᯓᯘᮋ ᯏᯔᯓᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯎᯍ ᯀ ᯏᯈᯓᯈᯅᯔᯋ ᯅᯀᯂᯄ ᯓᯇᯀᯓ ᯈᯍᯒᯓᯀᯍᯓᯋᯘ ᯖᯎᯍ ᯎᯕᯄᯑ ᯁᯎᯓᯇ ᯏᯀᯑᯄᯍᯓᯒ’ ᯒᯘᯌᯏᯀᯓᯇᯘᮍ

᮲ᯇᯄ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯅᯄᯄᯋ ᯈᯓ ᯍᯎᯖ—

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯀᯆᯎᯍᯘ ᯎᯅ ᯀ ᯏᯔᯑᯄᮋ ᯈᯍᯍᯎᯂᯄᯍᯓ ᯅᯀᯊᯄ ᯇᯄᯈᯑᯄᯒᯒ ᯁᯄᯈᯍᯆ ᯅᯑᯀᯌᯄᯃ ᯁᯘ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯒᯂᯇᯄᯌᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯑᯔᯄ ᯇᯄᯈᯑᯄᯒᯒᮍ

ᮣᯀᯌᯍ ᯈᯓᮀ

ᮭᯎᮋ ᯓᯇᯈᯒ ᯖᯀᯒᯍ’ᯓ ᯇᯎᯖ ᯈᯓ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯒᯔᯏᯏᯎᯒᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯆᯎᮀ

᮳ᯇᯄ ᯂᯎᯑᯑᯄᯂᯓ ᯒᯂᯄᯍᯀᯑᯈᯎ ᯒᯇᯎᯔᯋᯃ’ᯕᯄ ᯁᯄᯄᯍ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯂᯀᯓᯂᯇᯈᯍᯆ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ ᯎᯅᯅ ᯆᯔᯀᯑᯃᮋ ᯌᯄᯑᯂᯈᯋᯄᯒᯒᯋᯘ ᯓᯄᯀᯒᯈᯍᯆ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯐᯔᯈᯕᯄᯑᯈᯍᯆ ᯌᯄᯒᯒ ᯎᯅ ᯀ ᯆᯈᯑᯋ ᯖᯇᯈᯋᯄ ᯖᯇᯈᯒᯏᯄᯑᯈᯍᯆ ᮁᯋᯎᯒᯄᯑᮁ ᯈᯍ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯄᯀᯑᮀ

ᮡᯔᯓ ᯍᯎᯖᮞ ᮭᯎᯖ ᯒᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯆᯄᯓᯓᯈᯍᯆ ᯆᯑᯎᯏᯄᯃ ᯀᯍᯃ ᯅᯀᯋᯒᯄᯋᯘ ᯀᯂᯂᯔᯒᯄᯃ ᯎᯅ ᯁᯔᯋᯋᯘᯈᯍᯆᮞᮀ

᮶ᯇᯀᯓ ᯊᯈᯍᯃ ᯎᯅ ᯁᯀᯂᯊᯖᯀᯑᯃᯒ ᯍᯎᯍᯒᯄᯍᯒᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯓᯇᯈᯒᮞᮀ

ᮁᮭᯈᯀᯍᯍᯈᯀᯍᮍᮁ ᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯌᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑ’ᯒ ᯄᯗᯏᯑᯄᯒᯒᯈᯎᯍ ᯓᯔᯑᯍᯄᯃ ᯒᯓᯄᯑᯍ ᯀᯓ ᮲ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯘᯀ’ᯒ ᯖᯎᯑᯃᯒᮋ ᯇᯄᯑ ᯓᯎᯍᯄ ᯀ ᯂᯋᯄᯀᯑ ᯖᯀᯑᯍᯈᯍᯆ ᯍᯎᯓ ᯓᯎ ᯏᯔᯒᯇ ᯓᯇᯈᯍᯆᯒ ᯓᯎᯎ ᯅᯀᯑᮍ

᮷ᯔ ᮰ᯈᯍᯆᯒᯇᯀᯍᮋ ᯒᯄᯀᯓᯄᯃ ᯎᯍ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯎᯓᯇᯄᯑ ᯒᯈᯃᯄᮋ ᯃᯈᯃᯍ’ᯓ ᯄᯕᯄᯍ ᯍᯄᯄᯃ ᯓᯎ ᯒᯀᯘ ᯖᯇᯎᯒᯄ ᯒᯈᯃᯄ ᯇᯄ ᯖᯀᯒ ᯎᯍᮍ

᮷ᯔ ᮭᯈᯀᯍ’ᯒ ᯅᯀᯂᯄ ᯁᯔᯑᯍᯄᯃ ᯑᯄᯃᮍ

᮶ᯇᯄᯓᯇᯄᯑ ᯅᯑᯎᯌ ᯀᯍᯆᯄᯑ ᯎᯑ ᯓᯇᯄ ᯆᯑᯎᯏᯈᯍᯆᮋ ᯍᯎ ᯎᯍᯄ ᯂᯎᯔᯋᯃ ᯓᯄᯋᯋᮍ

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Starting with a Breakup, How Can the True Heiress Be My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend?

Fake heiresses are destined to meet their defeat at the hands of the true heiress. This is the inevitable fate of all imposters—and Xu Nian is no exception. But why does Xu Nian’s downfall feel so… different? In any other “true vs. fake heiress” scenario, the protagonist would steer clear of the real deal at all costs. Except in this world, the true heiress is Xu Nian’s ex-girlfriend! And she’s dead set on locking up the fake heiress—her “ex-boyfriend”—in the basement, dismantling her limbs, turning her into a doll, and binding them together forever. Solution? Strike first. Before the yandere true heiress can act, Xu Nian disguises herself as a yandere lolita, overwhelms her with obsessive love, and ensures the real heiress is too consumed by twisted affection to turn monstrous. That’s Xu Nian’s escape route. Except… The true heiress was faking it! She was never cured—still the same deranged yandere! Xu Nian barely stages her own death to investigate the truth behind her fake parents’ murder before the true heiress drags her back home and locks her in the basement. Bizarre props? Check. Overwhelming possessiveness? The fake heiress is now a caged canary. “No! Qingya, let’s go back to how we were before! We used to love each other so much!” “Are you joking right now? Until you’re thoroughly carrying our love’s ‘proof,’ you’re not going anywhere. I’ll tie you to my side—forever.” No way! Xu Nian refuses to become a demure housewife! …Eh? Another daughter was just born. …She’s so pretty though.

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