This villain has become a ghost

The umbrella eaves moved down, Yue Liuyun raised her eyes, and the surrounding scenery came into view, making her a little confused.

On the wooden plaque, the three big characters "Floating Life Pavilion" are written in gold lacquer. The font is vigorous and majestic. Under the plaque is a heavy wooden door inlaid with an exquisite copper door knocker, exuding a faint bronze fragrance.

This is definitely not a rouge shop.

...Never mind, maybe Qiu Shuangwan thought this place was more secluded, so she asked Feng Ning to bring her here.

Yue Liuyun did not hesitate and followed Feng Ning into the Fu Sheng Pavilion.

Green ivy covered the walls, creating a quaint and tranquil atmosphere. The roof, with its elegantly angled corners, was covered in neatly laid blue-gray tiles.

Feng Ning walked to the door that looked like a wing room, bowed his head respectfully, pushed the door open, and made a "please" gesture.

Yue Liuyun folded the umbrella and placed it at the door.

After she walked in, Feng Ning suddenly closed the door with a "click".

Yue Liuyun: “…”

Yue Liuyun's pupils trembled.

Where is Qiu Shuangwan? How could it be him?

Feng Ning, you are teasing me.

There was an octagonal table near the window, with several steaming dishes on it. Next to it were exquisite porcelain and a quaint ceramic pot. Boiling steam rose from the pot, filling the air with a faint fragrance of tea.

Nangong Mingzhu was dressed in a black robe with flowing golden cloud patterns on the hem, outlining an elegant silhouette. His hair was crowned with fine flawless jade.

His eyes were deep as he stared at the moon and the flowing clouds. His nose was like a hanging beam, his lips were like painted rouge, his skin was like cream. There was a drizzle outside the window. Against the backdrop of such a peaceful scene, he actually looked like a normal person, which was rare.

"sit."

Nangong Mingzhu held the teapot with his bony fingers, poured her a cup of tea, and scooped a bowl of hot soup and pushed it to her.

Yue Liuyun was a little dazed to see him so calm, as if nothing had happened, and as if he was an old friend she hadn't seen for many years.

Did she have an extra memory out of thin air?

How come he's so normal all of a sudden?

It's so normal that it's a little abnormal.

Yue Liuyun sat opposite him thoughtfully, looking at him suspiciously.

Nangong Mingzhu said, "It's almost noon, let's eat together."

He looked calm, as if he was telling a very ordinary story.

Yue Liuyun was stunned.

Then he smiled faintly again.

Well, she was... a little hungry.

She glanced at the food on the table: Xiangzhou vinegar fish, braised pork, palace eight-treasure porridge, lotus seed and lily soup...all her favorites.

Looking at it this way, her mind suddenly emerged of the scene when she was sharing a body with him and she was chattering the names of dishes in his ear, and suddenly the corners of her lips rose.

They both started eating.

There are raindrops floating outside the window, and the drizzle falls silently on the eaves, gently forming a rain curtain, dripping and leaving a quiet echo.

The two of them ate in a very elegant manner but at a fast pace. Several plates of food were soon finished, and Yue Liuyun removed the fish bones into clean and complete skeletons.

"I've checked the poison you gave me." Nangong Mingzhu's eyes flashed with a sharpness. He put down his chopsticks, stared at her with a burning gaze, and said in a deep voice, "There is no antidote for this poison. It attacks once a month. Only a specially made antidote can alleviate the symptoms."

"...Otherwise, you'll feel the pain of thousands of ants gnawing at your bones."

...What a great poison that can control people.

Nangong Mingzhu must have guessed what the poison was used for and who gave it to him.

He stared at her straight, his eyes unreadable, as if he was waiting for something.

Yue Liuyun was full, so he put down his chopsticks, smiled at him, and said:

"Don't worry, I didn't take the poison."

Nangong Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, his brows relaxed slightly, and he picked up the teacup again, shook it nonchalantly, and said lightly:

"What's the point of being worried? I don't care about your affairs. It's just... because I see that you are willing to cooperate with me, so I told you this."

Ah, yes, yes.

You don't care.

Yue Liuyun glanced at him with amusement.

Then why don’t you let Qiu Shuang come late?

She shrugged her shoulders and thought about what Nangong Mingzhu had just said. As if she had thought of something, she frowned slightly and said:

"It's just... this poison reminds me of something similar, something very bad."

Nangong Mingzhu asked, "What?"

Yue Liuyun said: "A drug called 'heroin'."

She remembered that "endorphins" in the human body are a type of peptide substance responsible for pain relief in the body. Just like human joints, without this substance, people will feel pain as long as they bend their arms due to the friction of the bones. At the same time, endorphins also have many other physiological functions, such as regulating body temperature, cardiovascular, respiration, sleep, etc.

After taking heroin, endorphins are replaced by "exorphins."

However, after a period of time after stopping drug use, exorphins will begin to half-decay or even disappear, which will trigger a series of physiological imbalances. Even a casual movement will cause pain, similar to the feeling of being eaten by ants.

These two... really feel alike.

Could it be that the so-called poison actually contains a small amount of drugs, which is why there is a withdrawal reaction?

Yue Liuyun remained silent, secretly thinking about the possibility of this conjecture.

But that's not the point.

She thought about it, and solemnly told Nangong Mingzhu everything she had seen and heard in General Qiming's mansion in the past few days.

After listening to this, Nangong Mingzhu just nodded and said calmly:

"Thank you, I understand."

He paused, then said, "...Is there anything else?"

Wow, so cool.

Yue Liuyun held her cheeks with both hands and said with a smile: "...Yes."

She looked at him with a smile, her eyebrows curved and her eyes burning.

Nangong Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm.

"Wait a moment." Yue Liuyun looked around, suddenly stood up and walked into the room.

After a while, she came back and stood beside him, continuing to say with a smile: "Your Majesty, please extend your right hand."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat confused, but as if possessed, he rolled up his sleeves and raised his hand in front of her, still expressionless.

His fingers were slender like jade, and his palms were covered with calluses from martial arts training since childhood, but not rough. Although very beautiful, they were covered with wounds of varying sizes on the knuckles, fingertips, and palms, giving them a slightly hideous appearance.

Yue Liuyun took out the light blue porcelain bottle from his arms and smeared the ointment on his fingertips.

The next second, a cool and gentle touch covered his hand, which felt a little cool and a little itchy.

Nangong Mingzhu's eyelashes trembled, his Adam's apple slid slightly, and the look he cast at her was deep and dark.

"The medicine Your Majesty gave me is indeed very effective. It does not leave scars and is delicate, gentle and non-irritating. It makes your skin elastic, shiny, radiant and moisturized, releasing your beauty..." Yue Liuyun spoke nonsense seriously.

Nangong Mingzhu: “…”