This villain has become a ghost

After a long while, Yin Yun finally put the letter away, clutched it tightly in his hand, took a deep breath, and whispered through his lips:

"Is she still...alive?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Liu Zeyin looked at him, her eyes like deep and calm dead water, bottomless, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Yin Yun repeated with difficulty: "... Miss Yue, is she still alive?"

Liu Zeyin nodded: "I didn't kill her."

Hearing this, Yin Yun suddenly looked at him, with a pleading light in his eyes, and said slowly and firmly:

"...In any case, General, please don't kill her."

Liu Zeyin did not answer him, but lowered his eyelashes, slowly stood up, dressed in tight clothes, with a posture as straight as a pine tree, closed the door, and left without looking back.

-

Qingyunzhai.

On the rooftop, the lights in the distance blend with the deep night sky, and the wind is gentle and the clouds are light.

Nangong Mingzhu leaned against the railing and looked into the distance, her inky black hair and light purple robe fluttering in the wind. Her tall and slender figure stood there, as elegant and noble as ever.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him, as clear and melodious as broken jade falling on a plate.

"Oh, Your Majesty, are you still here in the cold wind?"

Nangong Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly looked back.

He saw a girl coming out from the deep passage, smiling, with clear and bright pupils, and a burning gaze that penetrated the darkness and looked straight at him, walking towards him.

He showed his handsome profile, curled his lips into a smile, and asked with some surprise:

"You've grown up and come to me now."

Nangong Mingzhu then slowly walked up to her, leaned over slightly, lowered his head and touched her head, saying with a smile: "...I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me?"

Although it was a joking and teasing tone, Nangong Mingzhu knew her too well.

If it weren't for something important, this "heartless" girl would not have come to him on her own initiative.

Yue Liuyun stared at his handsome face and saw that his long eyelashes were slightly curled. The usual solemnity and gloom on his expression had all faded away, and a hint of concern was revealed in his relief.

She suddenly felt warm in her heart, and her distressed mood slowly dissipated.

Yue Liuyun chuckled, walked with him to the sandalwood table piled with fine wines, sat down, and poured herself a glass of wine.

"Xiao Ming, guess what happened?"

This was the seat Jiang Wenjin had sat in just now, and the wine glass had also been used by Jiang Wenjin. Nangong Mingzhu snatched the wine she was about to drink without changing his expression.

Yue Liuyun raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Don't tell me, you won't let me drink either?"

Nangong Mingzhu supported his head with one hand and lazily pushed his used wine glass in front of her.

His eyes were blazing, with a hint of danger, and he said meaningfully: "I'm here, you can drink if you want, but... you have to drink this cup."

Yue Liuyun: "...Okay."

Is there any difference?

Nangong Mingzhu nodded and said, "Go on, tell me what happened."

The wine was rich and mellow, and tasted cool and sweet. Yue Liuyun pursed his lips and sighed:

“…My identity has been exposed.”

With a "click", the wine glass in his hand fell on the table.

Nangong Mingzhu's pupils constricted, and he suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze heavy, and said nervously:

"…Are you injured?"

Having said that, he was about to get up and check.

If it were in the past, perhaps her situation would not be so dangerous, but she now knows too much. If Liu Zeyin knew that she had been on the emperor's side from the beginning, how murderous would he be?

Yue Liuyun stopped him and comforted him in time: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

She frowned and continued, "But for some reason, he didn't have any killing intentions towards me. Instead... his attitude was very strange."

"I have a vague feeling that he might be different from Han Wei and Wei Yanzhi..."

Nangong Mingzhu looked at her steadily, his expression indistinct.

"The most important thing is, how did he know this?" Yue Liuyun drank the wine in his glass and thought deeply, "I just can't figure it out no matter how hard I try."

"No problem," Nangong Mingzhu said calmly, his eyes deep as he casually placed his hands on the armrest. His tone gradually turned colder as he said, "...In that case, it's time to close the net."

The emperor can decide life and death with just a thought.

When he was in a high position, directing the country and stabilizing the situation, he was not just Nangong Mingzhu, but the emperor.

What was originally happening in the dark has now come to light. Both Nangong Mingzhu and Liu Zeyin already know the truth in their hearts.

Now that we are confident enough, we cannot let the enemy go, nor can we hide a poisonous snake by our side and allow it to grow stronger.

Yue Liuyun was silent for a while, then he sighed and said, "I understand."

"You are sad." Nangong Mingzhu looked at her, not asking, but with a firm tone.

Yue Liuyun's eyes were complicated, and he said softly, "Yes."

She drank the wine from her cup again and murmured, "I... know that I am right, and I know that I must do this, because this is the reason why I came here in the first place, and I have never wavered."

"But I'm still sad."

"At the mass grave, Liu Zeyin truly saved me and took me in. Yin Yun and the staff at the mansion were all very kind to me. Liu Zeyin taught me swordsmanship, and he truly nurtured me. He trusted me deeply and told me everything..."

"I don't have a brother, and now I don't have any family."

"Yin Yun treated me like a brother, and I really felt the long-lost taste of family affection there."

The wine tastes sweet and delicious when it enters the throat, but if you drink too much, it becomes a bit hot and spicy.

Yue Liuyun murmured softly, "I clearly just want to be a wandering soul, a passerby who has completed a mission, but why... why..."

...Why did she gradually empathize with everyone here, and her originally indifferent and cold personality gradually softened?

Even the egoists began to sacrifice themselves for others.

Those who don't know how to love others actually start to love others.

A group of strange people, a strange journey.

Nangong Mingzhu did not stop her, but looked at her quietly, allowing her to utter all the words in her heart.

But no one expected that her hands were much faster than her mouth, and she drank several jars of wine by herself.

Yue Liuyun held his head with both hands, feeling dizzy and his consciousness was blurred, with a bitter smile on his lips.

"Shouldn't I be doing this..."

Suddenly, a familiar and warm breath hit her, cold silk touched her cheek, and a hand gently patted her back. Nangong Mingzhu leaned over and held her in his arms.

"Okay, don't be sad."

A soft and hoarse sigh sounded in her ears, carrying with it infinite tenderness and complex emotions that were difficult to fathom.

"Humans are not plants or trees, and their hearts are not made of iron or stone. How can we be without feelings? If we truly lose our emotions, how can we be called normal people?"

"It doesn't matter. As long as you are still in this world, do whatever you want."

"I'm still here."