This villain has become a ghost

Although it was a bit crazy, it was a rare period of peace and tranquility.

After recovering from her injuries, she had no reason to stay in the palace.

Yue Liuyun looked back one last time and thought to himself that next time he sets foot here, he will be in a different identity.

The carriage slowly stopped at the palace gate. The chilly spring weather had passed, and the breeze was gentle and the weather was pleasant. Liu Zeyin stood beside the carriage with his clothes slightly fluttering, looking handsome and elegant.

"General."

Yue Liuyun bowed slightly.

When Liu Zeyin saw that she was about to get on the carriage, he raised his hand to support her slightly, then got into the carriage and sat opposite her.

The carriage slowly began to move, and a gentle breeze blew the curtain opposite.

Liu Zeyin was facing away from it, but Yue Liuyun could see two figures, one black and one white, standing on a high wall in the distance.

Vermilion walls and glazed tiles, the warmth brought by the east wind, looking down from a high place, one can see a scenery beyond the sky in all directions, but looking closely, it seems as if one is still in the middle of it.

The sky is vast and the sunlight is gentle. The young man is dressed in luxurious black clothes. His long ink-black hair is tied up and swaying gently, but his eyes are fixed on the ground below, his dark eyes are bottomless.

Nangong Mingzhu stared at Yue Liuyun as he got into the same carriage with the support of Liu Zeyin. His eyes became even darker, like the most heart-wrenching night.

The carriage was moving farther and farther away, but his gaze seemed to still remain on the same spot, wondering what he was thinking.

Ling Chaomian was wearing a moon-white robe. When he was silent, his temperament was cold and noble, like an immortal who was unaware of the worldly affairs.

...but only when you're not talking.

He nudged Nangong Mingzhu with his elbow and said sadly, "Alas, Miss Yue is gone just like that. The days ahead...will be boring again."

"Speaking of which, just watching her leave with another man, how does that make you feel?" Ling Chaomian sighed, his clear eyes now somewhat dimmed as he muttered, "...Anyway, I feel very unhappy, extremely unhappy."

Seeing that he was still reluctant to speak, Ling Chaomian looked over in surprise and said, "Still looking? Everyone has gone far away."

"Looking at your expression, I can tell you're really upset," Ling Chaomian seemed to have received some strange comfort and asked, "Are you just sitting here being jealous?"

No one knew better than him that this man was actually an extremely possessive person. When he was a child, if he wanted something, he would find ways to get it. His perseverance was so strong that there was nothing he couldn't get, even the throne.

During this period of time, when he, Shen Yue, Qiu Shuangwan, and Liu Zeyin came to see Yue Liuyun, Nangong Mingzhu's eyes were clearly terribly cold, but he remained silent and even smiled as if nothing had happened.

How patient.

After a moment, Nangong Mingzhu lowered his eyelids to hide the unclear emotions in his eyes, slightly opened his thin lips, and his low voice was carried by the wind to Ling Chaomian's ears.

"She has her work to do."

She has always disliked being bound, just like a flowing cloud, never standing still in the sky, but rather flying around the world with the wind, with a bright future and soaring into the sky.

Rather than letting it slip away like quicksand in the palm of your hand, it is better to let it go.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He looked up and saw the blue sky in spring and the misty clouds gradually moving away.

Since we already know the ending, let's make up for it with fewer regrets along the way, so that we won't feel indebted when we are alone in the future.

-

In the carriage, Yue Liuyun sat upright.

I was far away just now, but now looking closer, I can see that there is a circle of dark circles under Liu Zeyin's eyes, and he looks a lot thinner than before.

"Are all your injuries healed?" Liu Zeyin asked.

Yue Liuyun replied cautiously, "Doctor Bai's medical skills are superb. I am fine now."

"General, I see that you look so bad. Is there something bothering you? Or are you feeling unwell and need a palace physician to treat you..." She asked with a worried and concerned tone.

Liu Zeyin's eyes flickered slightly, and after a long silence, he sighed and said, "I'm fine."

He then asked, "How do you feel about being in the palace these days?"

"We are all recuperating and have nothing to do, so we had a pleasant conversation with Doctor Bai and the Queen Mother. His Majesty did not make things difficult for me. He must be turning a blind eye for the sake of Marquis Wu'an." Yue Liuyun replied.

"What do you think of… Doctor Bai and the Queen Mother?"

Yue Liuyun thought for a moment and said, "They have nothing to do with the factional disputes. They get along well with the concubines in the palace and devote themselves to studying medicine. They are carefree."

"Then...what about Marquis Wu'an?"

"Marquis Wu'an has been through life and death with me, and now he has great trust in me, which makes me feel extremely worried."

Yanagisawa seemed to be lost in thought.

His fingertips curled up, his face turned even paler, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"...I heard that His Majesty executed Coach Han?"

Yue Liuyun was shocked and surprised to see his expression.

She pondered, "There have been rumors circulating in the palace that Coach Han refused to confess under torture, and His Majesty was furious and had him executed."

Hearing this, Liu Zeyin's eyes darkened and he murmured, "He's dead..."

"Well, being in prison and being tortured all day long is better than dying."

He seemed a little tired, leaning his head against the car wall and closing his eyes.

A thought suddenly occurred to Yue Liuyun, and he cautiously asked, "General, are you... acquainted with Coach Han?"

"As a general, there's no one in the barracks I don't know," Liu Zeyin slowly opened his eyes and sighed, "But he's really different from the others."

He looked up at Yue Liuyun with a complicated expression and said, "He almost killed you. Do you hate him?"

"I dare not deceive the general, so naturally... I hate you." Yue Liuyun said seriously without hesitation.

Liu Zeyin said softly: "Yes...but, I also hate the person who killed him."

"General, you..." Yue Liuyun couldn't believe it.

Liu Zeyin said:

"Han Wei and I have known each other for a long time."

-

The streets were shrouded in haze and filled with the smell of sewers. Ragged refugees and beggars dragged their exhausted bodies, searching for food and water.

"Hurry up--"

"Hurry up, the young lady from the governor's family is here to give out porridge again."

Refugees and beggars rushed forward in an instant.

"Behave yourself, line up, and come one by one!" The official's fierce voice pierced the crowd.

The boy in tattered clothes couldn't squeeze through the crowd and was at the back of the line. He was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. He looked at the fragrant white porridge in the distance and swallowed his saliva.

"next."

When the porridge reached the boy, there was not much left. The official rudely stuffed a bowl of porridge into his arms. The boy held it carefully, his eyes shining green.

He brought the porridge to a dark corner and couldn't wait to put it to his mouth.