This villain has become a ghost

He won't regret it.

Neither will she.

Yue Liuyun stared into his eyes and suddenly smiled.

The next second, she closed her eyes, not giving him any time to react, and simply stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Soft lips pressed against mine, and the cool mouth with the scent of fruit hit my face.

Nangong Mingzhu's pupils constricted.

Perhaps because Yue Liuyun rarely took the initiative like this, he was stunned for a long time before slowly reacting.

But Yue Liuyun had already wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, licking and biting his lips, gradually going deeper.

Nangong Mingzhu was breathing rapidly, his rationality completely collapsed at that moment. He held the back of her head and deepened the kiss, their lips and teeth lingering with endless attachment and affection.

After an unknown amount of time, their lips parted.

The girl leaned her head on his chest and almost fell because of her weak legs, but he held her up. She lowered her head and panted, her eyes were watery, and her lips were bright red.

"Ding-ling——" The pearl hairpin fell off, and her hair brushed past his hand and spread over her shoulders like a blooming orchid.

Nangong Mingzhu picked her up by the waist.

The door of the side hall was kicked open, bringing a gust of cool wind. The candles that had not yet burned out swayed a few times, and the smoke from the incense burner rose, emitting a sweet fragrance.

Outside, the sun was setting, the sky was getting darker, the window frames were closed, and from the bed came the rustling of clothes and the low sound of cold ornaments falling.

The kisses that rained down suddenly stopped.

Nangong Mingzhu panted and said in a hoarse voice: "You really..."

Yue Liuyun gently touched his lips and murmured:

"What's true or false?"

"It's time for the wedding."

She caressed his hand and leaned close to his ear, her voice somewhat bewitching and incredibly pleasant:

"You've been holding it in for a long time... But it doesn't matter. Tonight... you are mine."

Suddenly, the curtain with colorful knots was pulled down fiercely.

The low voice was husky with lust and heavy breathing.

"...You asked for this."

The lamp soon burned out, but the night was still long, and the room was full of spring colors. The bright moon cast a shadow on the branches, and the gentle wind blew the clouds half-obscured it.

-

Yizhou.

Governor's Mansion.

"General, is there something wrong with Zhou Ji?" Yin Yun couldn't help but ask when he was reporting the progress to Liu Zeyin.

He seemed to be respectful to Liu Zeyin, but in fact he still held a certain amount of real power in Yizhou. In recent days, he had been subtly showing his unwillingness to hand over power.

Liu Zeyin had just changed the medicine. Her face was still pale, but her expression was very calm.

He looked up at Yin Yun and said, "His loyalty isn't towards us, so we naturally have to leave some room for him."

“You mean…” Yoongi muttered in disbelief, his breath catching.

Liu Zeyin looked at him and said calmly: "Yin Yun, she is no longer the same person she was before."

"She knows how to be patient and scheming better than any of us, and her tactics are more sophisticated than any of us. We are just her pawns."

Yin Yun's face turned pale, as if he was slowly being pierced by thousands of needles, and an endless dull pain came from his heart.

He closed his eyes.

Even if they have to be pawns, they do it willingly.

But he was still sad.

Liu Zeyin's eyes were gloomy as he continued, "The world has begun to fall into chaos. We are no longer as tolerant as we were in General Qiming's mansion. We must proceed cautiously and carefully at every step."

"You must never be naive again."

"Otherwise, everything will be a complete loss."

After a long silence, Yin Yun slowly nodded and said:

"I understand."

"I understand," Liu Zeyin nodded and asked, "Have you made arrangements at the military camp?"

Yin Yun: “…Not yet.”

Liu Zeyin said: "Then hurry up and go."

Yin Yun: “…”

Yin Yun: "General, I'm injured too."

Liu Zeyin: "I'm hurt more seriously."

Yin Yun: "It seems... I also blocked a lot of damage for you."

Liu Zeyin: "I'm hurt more seriously."

Yin Yun: "I've been busy these past few days."

Liu Zeyin: "I'm hurt more seriously."

Yin Yun: “…”

have to.

He was born with the life of an ox or a horse, and resistance was futile. Although he hadn't slept for several days, he still had to do this job.

-

The next morning.

Kyungsan.

The mountains are bathed in the sunlight, and the mountains are lush and green, like a green screen across the sky, and the spring breeze blows across the gurgling mountain stream.

Light filtered in from the window lattice, revealing a mess in the side hall: scattered clothes, fallen pearl hairpins, books...

However, there was only one person.

Nangong Mingzhu's long hair was scattered like ink, his face was gloomy, and his slender and bony hands were tightly holding the letter with the ink that had just dried. The air around him was terribly cold.

Was she trying to deny it by mentioning the skirt, or was she saying… that all this had been a lie from the beginning, and that the marriage and confession were all just a ploy to get rid of him?

What about last night? She was really willing to sacrifice everything to escape...

Why on earth…

She left him again.

One moment she was full of affection, and the next moment she smashed it with her own hands and told him that it was all fake...

He was so angry that his eyes turned red and his nails dug into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Nangong Mingzhu stared intently at the beautiful handwriting above with his deep eyes, his fingertips turned white as if he wanted to pinch the edge of the paper to make it bleed, and he read each word with gritted teeth.

【Dear Xiao Ming:】

Then crossed it out again.

[From my husband:]

Nangong Mingzhu: “…”

The two words "husband" outlined in thick ink were particularly conspicuous, instantly extinguishing most of Nangong Mingzhu's icy aura.

First of all, please don't start conspiracy theories. I never intended to deceive you, nor did I intend to harm you. What I said and did last night was sincere.

Nangong Mingzhu's fingertips trembled slightly and his lips were pursed.

He must have seen it right.

[You're right, don't overthink it. I really mean it. I'm not bragging, but if I wanted to, I have a hundred ways to escape from you.]

But I don’t want to see you angry because of me, nor do I want to see you sad because of me, so... I chose to complete the wedding with you last night, which was so hasty that it couldn’t even be called a wedding.

It's ridiculous, but that's what I want.

I also want to tell you how important you are in my heart. 】

Nangong Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat.

"I don't dare to guess what you're thinking right now, but I think you definitely don't want to see me take risks. If I let you know what I really want to do, you'll definitely keep me by your side."

[So... this is considered a case of acting first and asking for permission later.]

[Now the world is in chaos. I know how insignificant I am, and I also know that I am like water placed on sand, but I can't just stand by and watch under your protection and wings.

When the nest is overturned, no eggs are left intact, so I want to help you.

Of course, I’m also helping myself. 】

Nangong Mingzhu's expression flickered.

So...what does she want to do?

[Are you asking me what I want to do? This is obvious, and you will know it soon.]