This villain has become a ghost

Qiu Shuangwan thought for a moment and said with a smile, "It's a little late today. If you have nothing to do tomorrow, come and play with me, sister. I suddenly thought of some new games."

"Okay." Luo Tong nodded with a complicated expression.

As Qiu Shuangwan spoke, she felt much better and a little hungry, so she picked up a piece of cake.

The pastries are beautifully presented, have a fruity aroma, and smell rich and sweet.

"My sister's cooking skills are pretty good."

As she spoke, Qiu Shuangwan was about to put it into her mouth. She had already rehearsed the words of praise she had prepared in advance in her mind, to make sure that what she said would please the girl.

Luo Tong stared at the piece of cake moving towards his lips at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly his expression changed abruptly.

"Pa—" a sound.

The pastry was knocked down, rolled on the ground, covered in dust, and landed in the corner.

Qiu Shuangwan was suddenly startled and looked confused.

"Don't eat..." Luo Tong closed his eyes, his face became even paler, and he couldn't bear it, "Don't eat..."

She smiled bitterly, covering her face with her hands, her whole body trembling violently, and muttered, "Don't eat... I'm sorry... Don't eat..."

Even if Qiu Shuangwan was slow to react, she now understood what was going on, and her face turned pale.

There is poison in the cake.

Luo Tong wanted to kill him.

[Remember, from now on, you cannot trust anyone except me and Wanqing, and you must act with caution.]

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The whispers of the moon and clouds last night are still ringing in my ears.

He didn't dare to look directly at Luo Tong's face again. He took a few steps back in disbelief and almost tripped over his long dress. His back was covered in cold sweat.

"Are you...trying to kill me?" Qiu Shuangwan asked with difficulty.

"Why...why even you..."

He asked in a deep voice as he retreated to the head of his bed, quickly took out a musket from the secret compartment, and held it in his trembling hand, bitterness and sadness surging in his heart.

...But he hesitated and couldn't bear to raise it and point it at Luo Tong.

The scenes of the two of them getting along together in the past all came to mind.

...At that time, when Murong Jin and other concubines joined forces to frame Qiu Shuangwan, only Luo Tong stood firmly on his side.

...Once he was pushed into the water and was on the verge of death as he couldn't swim. It was Luo Tong who pulled him out of the freezing cold river and saved his life.

...He played the erhu so badly that no one gave him any positive emotional value, only Luo Tong would encourage him with sparkling eyes.

……

One by one, one thing by one, one scene after another, until today they collapsed.

Luo Tong slowly stood up, staggering a bit, tears glistening on her eyelashes, her eyes misty, and she smiled sadly:

"Sister, you are the only person in this world who treats me well. Believe it or not, I have never thought of killing you. The things added to this pastry will only control you, not take your life."

Qiu Shuangwan's mind was buzzing, and the mixture of reason and emotion dissipated. She said self-deprecatingly:

“…It won’t kill anyone?”

"What kind of medicine in the world can control a person without killing him?"

Luo Tong sighed and said, "It's a drug that can make people...addicted."

Qiu Shuangwan's heart suddenly shrank and her pupils trembled.

Someone in this world actually developed something like this?!

"Sister, someone wants to use it to control you, and someone else wants to kill you." Luo Tong's eyes were red, and she looked at him with a complicated look, a hint of sincerity and pleading. "...Sister, please believe me, I don't want to hurt you."

"The entire East City is unsafe now. Leave as soon as possible and go to a place where no one knows you. The farther away, the better!"

"What is going on? Why?!" Qiu Shuangwan asked in a trembling voice, and finally raised the musket in her hand slowly and aimed it at Luo Tong.

Luo Tong shook her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, a satisfied smile appearing on her beautiful sick face.

"That's all."

"But if I could die at my sister's hands, my life... would be without regrets."

Luo Tong closed his eyes quietly, waiting to be killed by the musket in his hand.

Qiu Shuangwan clenched her teeth, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she didn't know what to feel in her heart.

He always thought that people who were not afraid of death were crazy.

But in fact, this world is full of crazy people, and he, a normal person, seems out of place.

He recalled everything that happened tonight, staring at her with complicated eyes, and said, "...Did you do this on purpose? Did you tell me this on purpose?"

Luo Tong smiled bitterly and said nothing.

But how could he know whether all this was just a deliberate act on her part, and that there was actually a bigger conspiracy waiting for him.

True and false, real and unreal, everything is false under the mirror.

The autumn frost evening has never been like this.

Feel sad.

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the other side.

Yue Liuyun slowly woke up.

The night was still dark, the candlelight flickered slightly, and before my eyes was a completely unfamiliar scene. The interior furnishings were elegant and antique. There were a few yellowed books scattered on the table, and the pages were gently turned in the wind.

The room is warm and pleasant. An ancient bronze incense burner is placed on the table. The body of the burner is engraved with exquisite patterns, with cloud patterns, dragon and phoenix patterns interwoven. The smoke rises like wisps of gauze.

She was about to get up when her hand touched something cold.

I saw that my wrists and ankles were fastened with thin silver chains and I couldn't move.

Yue Liuyun: “…”

Depend on.

That's how you play it, right?

After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

The young man was dressed in a black robe, with long hair as black as ink and drooping eyelashes that covered his upturned eyes. He seemed to have just taken a shower, and his robe was loose, revealing a large area of his strong and tight chest.

Nangong Mingzhu slowly raised his eyes, meeting Yue Liuyun's fixed gaze, and whispered slowly, "Awake?"

"Didn't we say we shouldn't meet until we calm down?" Yue Liuyun said speechlessly, "What are you doing? Playing captivity?"

Nangong Mingzhu sat down beside the bed, picked up the silver chain with his slender fingers, and then gently put it down.

He turned and looked down at Yue Liuyun, his breath warming. "...But I find I can't calm down. What should I do?"

The faint plum scent coming from him overshadowed the smell of incense in the room.

Yue Liuyun sniffed his scent and blurted out, "...Brother, you smell so good."

Nangong Mingzhu: “…”

Nangong Mingzhu chuckled, and his entire chest vibrated slightly.

Yue Liuyun stared at his chest and slightly damp hair, and said, "...So, are you trying to seduce me?"

"You can understand it this way." Nangong Mingzhu rubbed her face with his fingertips and murmured.

Yue Liuyun smiled somewhat sadly, staring at him intently, and sighed:

"...But you've been lying to me all this time, hiding so many things from me, all for other people."