This villain has become a ghost

【Since you finally remembered me, I naturally have to respond.】

[But, what are you doing? Are you doing this?]

...You're not gonna say it, you're not gonna say it, it does seem quite real.

"Well, this is not important..." Yue Liuyin changed the subject.

Yue Liuyun thought for a moment and said, "How are Qiu Shuangwan and Nangong Wanqing now? Are they okay?"

【fine. 】

Should still be alive.

Yue Liuyun pondered and said:

"I know you're restricted by the rules, so I don't ask you to do anything. Simply help me pass on a message to Wanqing."

Jingtan agreed readily:

【it is good. 】

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At noon.

Nangong Mingzhu changed out of his formal attire and put on a black and gold crimson gauze robe with a green lotus pattern. He had a handsome face and was carrying the food box slowly and leisurely with elegant and dignified movements.

He pushed open the door and saw the girl hugging her knees, staring at him with her eyes wide open. She looked smart, beautiful and very spiritual.

Nangong Mingzhu curled his lips calmly, and felt that all his fatigue was swept away, his mood became slightly better, and his brows relaxed.

Yue Liuyun felt relieved when she realized that his mood might not be that bad, but at the same time she was silently complaining in her heart.

This man is always moody.

When he is in a good mood, he behaves like a human being, but when he is in a bad mood, he becomes a dark and creepy person.

Nangong Mingzhu looked at her and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Yue Liuyun turned his head away and said:

"...I, Yue Liuyun, would rather starve to death or jump off here than eat a single bite of your food."

Nangong Mingzhu knew her too well. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes deep but his tone teasing:

"you sure?"

Yue Liuyun touched her belly.

...Not so sure actually.

After all, the law of true fragrance is the only eternal law that applies everywhere.

She said confidently: "Of course I'm just talking."

...He doesn't have any awareness of being a prisoner.

Nangong Mingzhu placed the food box on the table and slowly approached her, his handsome face gradually growing larger. His cold fingers touched her wrist, and with a "click", the silver chain-connected shackles loosened.

He turned and used the key to open the lock on her ankle. His thin fingertips stroked her ankle, which was very cold but slightly itchy.

The damn thing finally let go.

Yue Liuyun first stretched her wrists, then passed him directly, slipped lightly off the couch, opened the lunch box impatiently, and brought out the food one plate at a time, as naturally as if she had returned home.

“It smells so good…”

"But why does this appearance look a little familiar?"

She glanced back at him with a half-smile and asked, "...Did you do this?"

Nangong Mingzhu sneered, picked up the white porcelain cup calmly, and said nonchalantly:

"It's hard for you to remember."

Why does it feel so weird?

Yue Liuyun glanced at him, decided not to pay any more attention to him, and concentrated on eating voraciously.

Emma, ​​it smells so good.

Last time she was in soul form, just watching him and Ling Chaomian eat together. To be honest, this was the first time she ate the food he cooked.

The moon and the flowing clouds seemed to be about to shed tears in the wind, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

This guy is such a good cook!

She puffed out her cheeks, curved her eyebrows, and mumbled a few words. There was a gleam in her eyes as she stared at him without blinking.

"What are you talking about?" Nangong Mingzhu asked leisurely without hearing clearly what she said.

Yue Liuyun was busy eating, just smiled at him and didn't answer.

Seeing her eating so sweetly, a smile flashed across Nangong Mingzhu's dark eyes.

When she was finally full and had swallowed the last bite of the pastry to fill her stomach, she wiped the corners of her mouth, raised her bright eyes and looked at him, saying contentedly:

"Thank you, it's delicious."

The girl's smile is sincere and touching, very contagious, and it warms people's hearts unknowingly.

If you didn't know how indifferent she was at heart, you would definitely be fooled by her innocent appearance.

Nangong Mingzhu put down his chopsticks, supported his head with one hand, his long eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow, and he said nothing.

She was imprisoned here by him, but instead of treating him coldly, she was so gentle to him.

Should I say she's too heartless, or that she doesn't care at all, or that she's already thought of a way to escape...

He understood her personality, but he couldn't guess what she was thinking.

After a moment, he opened his lips and said, "Actually..."

"What?" Yue Liuyun supported his chin and looked at him steadily, waiting for his next words.

The sun was shining brightly outside, making his handsome face look even more handsome, less pale and more worldly, and his inky hair shone with a unique luster.

He raised his eyes and met Yue Liuyun's gaze, and was slightly stunned.

She stared at him without blinking, her chin supported on her hand, looking at him very intently.

Nangong Mingzhu paused in his throat, his heart skipped a beat, and he finally spoke slowly and calmly:

"I just want to tell you that Luo Tong...is not some wicked person. She has done me and Nangong Qianshang a great favor, so I can't bring myself to kill her."

Back then, he was controlled by others, unable to protect himself, stuck in a quagmire, and unable to lend a helping hand to Luo Tong who had saved his life. As a result, Luo Tong was targeted by the imperial concubine and lived in dire straits.

He felt guilty.

Afterwards, Nangong Qianshang was brought back to the palace by the late emperor. By chance, he met Luo Tong and recognized her as the girl who had been exploited and deceived by his mother. He told Nangong Mingzhu about this.

Only then did Nangong Mingzhu realize that a large part of Luo Tong's misfortune came from them.

It was only natural that she hated them.

Nangong Mingzhu paused, his eyes dark and deep, as if he could see through people, and continued slowly: "But that was just a favor, I don't like her, you... do you understand?"

Yue Liuyun didn't expect him to bring up this matter, and she also understood that although this person looked awkward now, he was actually explaining something to her.

"I understand." She nodded gently and asked thoughtfully, "...So, what exactly happened back then?"

Whether it was the time she shared a body with him, or the time she recuperated in the palace after she came back, she and Luo Tong had been together for a period of time. At that time, she only felt that she had symptoms of depression and was a sickly beauty.

Now that I think about it, she should be an ally of Yanagisawa Oon.

Nangong Mingzhu sighed softly and told her about the dark experience at that time. Using the memories of both he and Nangong Qianshang, he gradually pieced together Luo Tong's past experiences.

The more Yue Liuyun listened, the colder his heart felt, and his expression became more and more gloomy, as if his heart was being pricked by needles.

For some people, just living is difficult enough.

She closed her eyes and said in a deep voice:

"How is she now?"