This villain has become a ghost

The two of them just stared at each other, no one speaking.

But it seems... everything is implied.

At times like this, they always seem to be able to guess what the other person is thinking.

"Since you planned all this long ago," Yue Liuyun sneered, "...then why did you do this and lock me up here?"

She didn't think that after he left, he would be able to keep her locked up here with peace of mind.

Nangong Mingzhu suddenly laughed along with her, his eyes deep as he said, "Yue Liuyun, sometimes you should think more simply."

"I gave you a chance to return to your world and not have to interfere in anything here. But you refused."

He suddenly stood up and walked slowly to her side, supporting himself on the table with his hands. He suddenly moved closer, shrouding him in a shadow, his breath hot, and his cold hands pinched her chin.

"...So, no matter where you go, you can only stay by my side. I won't let you escape from my control."

Yue Liuyun: "Oh."

This fickle man does whatever he wants. Sometimes he is considerate and sometimes he is unreasonable.

It is true that only men and villains are difficult to raise.

"If I'm not mistaken..." Nangong Mingzhu lowered her head, a few strands of her inky black hair brushing against her face. She said slowly, "You should have contacted Jingtan, right?"

Yue Liuyun: “…”

six.

Brother, it seems like you never guess wrong.

You are as smart as a monkey, who wants to play with you?

"You want Nangong Wanqing to come and save you, right?" Nangong Mingzhu stroked her face and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yue Liuyun chuckled and said, "Go on."

Nangong Mingzhu lowered his head and looked at her lips, and said casually:

"Because of the rules, Jingtan can only take you away from this world, so you should ask him to help pass on the message and tell Nangong Wanqing about this. She grew up in the palace and is the most likely person to find this place."

"So, your best bet is to go find her."

Yue Liuyun suddenly grasped his hand, with a hint of smile in her eyes, and said seriously: "Wow, you are so smart."

Her hands were very warm, and when they touched his cold hands, she did not shrink back, but instead held them tighter.

She raised her eyebrows like him and said leisurely:

"...But, you're wrong this time. I never thought of escaping."

-

People are coming and going on Dongdu Street.

Nangong Wanqing shuttled among the crowd, wearing a water-colored Cuiyan shirt with tassels scattered on her black hair. She looked like an ordinary lady, strolling around aimlessly, but in fact she was thinking quietly.

...She had just been to Qingyunzhai, Jinyintai, and even to the posthouse, but she didn't find Yue Liuyun, and even Jiang Wenjin was nowhere to be found.

Her eyes gradually turned colder, and her expression was as solemn as frost. She lowered her head and walked among the crowd, reaching the bridge closest to the imperial city.

…We still have to go to the palace.

【Late clear.】

Nangong Wanqing suddenly paused, and her back stopped at the bridge by the water.

A clear voice rang out from her mind, with a strange sense of familiarity, a voice she had not heard for a long time, which made her tremble all over and her eyeballs felt hot.

Yanliu painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald screens, there are hundreds of thousands of homes.

The water surface was just calm, but the wind suddenly picked up, rippling the water. The crowds of people were endless and extremely noisy, but she seemed to be isolated in her own world.

...I can no longer see my old friend, and even hearing his voice is a luxury.

Nangong Wanqing closed her eyes and opened them again. Her red eye sockets had returned to normal and even her voice had become calm.

She said, "Ah...Jingtan, what's the matter?"

The voice over there seemed to be silent for a long time before it slowly sounded:

[Yue Liuyun... asked me to bring you a message.]

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wanqing immediately asked:

"Where is she and how is she now?"

[She said that she is with Nangong Mingzhu now, so it is fine for now.]

Hearing this, Nangong Wanqing finally felt relieved.

Jing Tan continued:

[But... I need your help to send the things she asked you to prepare back then to the palace.]

Nangong Wanqing raised her eyes suddenly, with a glint of surprise in her eyes.

After a long while, she finally reacted and said:

【it is good. 】

-

Shuhua Palace.

On the exquisite bed, a girl with a lovely sleeping face was lying on it, turning over and sleeping soundly.

Luo Tong made a gesture to the palace maid to keep quiet, and covered her with a thin coat.

After Bai Yueguang finished treating her, he seemed to see that she was too lonely, so he stayed and talked to her for a while.

She had the habit of taking a nap, and Luo Tong did not disturb her, but sat alone in front of the window.

The window lattices are carved with patterns, and light and shadow interweave.

Luo Tong looked up and saw the clear sky and the clouds drifting away quietly.

If you just look at it like this, it seems to stay in the same place, but if you are not careful, you will no longer be able to find its trace in the sky.

The one you meet later is not the first one.

But it is so free.

It cannot be grasped in anyone's palm, nor does it stop in any sky. The slight pause is only because of the beautiful scenery, not because it is restrained by anyone.

Enviable.

A gust of wind blew by, and Luo Tong started coughing softly.

In the end, the noise she made was too loud, and Bai Yueguang woke up.

"Oh, Madam Shufei!"

Bai Yueguang jumped off the bed, grabbed her hand and tried to pull her back, mumbling:

"You're so weak, you shouldn't be exposed to the wind! Even though the sun is shining brightly today, the wind is still as cold as in early spring. You'd better be careful not to catch a cold at this critical moment..."

Luo Tong let her pull him into the inner room, covering his lips, and coughing more and more heavily.

Bai Yueguang listened to her heavy cough, frowned in distress, and took her pulse again.

Her body was too weak. It must have been damaged when she was young, and it was difficult to recover later.

Furthermore, mental illness is difficult to cure.

She always has a faint sense of death and her desire to live is too low. As a doctor, I am most afraid of encountering such patients, which makes me feel helpless.

Bai Yueguang felt strange.

Before this, although her health was weak, it was not so serious. Why did it suddenly deteriorate to this extent today, and even her desire to survive was reduced to the lowest level.

Although she was pregnant, it looked like she was only one month pregnant, so it was impossible for her to become like this.

So…what happened?

After a long while, Luo Tong's coughing finally stopped, and her face turned even paler. She whispered, "What are you doing?"

"White Medical Clinic, I...I have a question I want to ask you."

"You say."

"I've been feeling dizzy and nauseous today, and I've lost my appetite. Is it... is it because... I'm pregnant?"

Bai Yueguang's hand trembled.

She knows her own body best, and it is impossible to hide it from her.