This villain has become a ghost

The fire outside the mansion gradually died down, and the night was dark. The entire governor's mansion had very few guards, and it had also been attacked by an assassination. The bloody smell of corpses filled the air, and it was lonely and bleak.

Nangong Wanqing's expression was hidden by the darkness, and her mood could not be seen clearly. She just waved at him to indicate that she heard him.

Then, she left at an extremely fast speed without looking back.

The woman was wearing a plain white dress, with her ponytail standing up neatly and coolly, and her skirt fluttering. It was clearly the end of spring and the beginning of summer, but her back was like white snow, drifting hurriedly into the darkness, as if melting away, or as if returning home.

……

On the streets, soldiers were running back and forth, chasing and arresting suspicious individuals. Some soldiers who had gone to put out the fire were walking back covered in dust and dirt. Others were burned and were carried to the hospital for treatment...

Part of the drug rehabilitation center's wall had been burned black, and the roof had partially collapsed. Charcoal and ash were scattered on the ground, emitting a faint smoke.

Fortunately, the fire was controlled in time and only a small part was burned, without causing much impact.

Feng Ning was inside, his face ashen, holding a torch, directing the soldiers to lock up those who had escaped back in.

There was still blood on his sword, and there were blood stains on his clothes, mixed with dirt and ash. His cheeks were stained with black ash, and he looked a little funny.

Ever since Nangong Wanqing knew him, she had never seen him in such a miserable state.

She stepped over the threshold, walked up to Feng Ning as if nothing had happened, and asked:

"What's the situation now?"

Feng Ning gritted his teeth:

"It's a good situation."

"...Luckily, Pei Duo arrived in Wuzhou tonight, and the armory is very close here, so he was able to arrive in time and notify his subordinates in time to recapture those who escaped."

Nangong Wanqing continued to ask:

"Did you know that it was these drug-addicted soldiers from Wuzhou who colluded with the Chiyu people to orchestrate this escape and the assassination attempt on the governor's mansion?"

Feng Ning made a sound from behind his molars:

"of course."

"They certainly couldn't have done it alone. The Chiyu people were definitely involved. I've already ordered people to capture them. They must be hiding in Wuzhou City, and they can't escape even if they want to."

Nangong Wanqing raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Why do you speak like you're constipated? Do you really hate these criminals so much?"

Feng Ning's face turned increasingly gloomy, and he managed to squeeze out the words:

"If you don't let me take a shower, change into clean clothes, and then wipe the sword..."

“…I really can’t stand it anymore.”

Nangong Wanqing: “…”

Nangong Wanqing chuckled softly.

She handed him a clean handkerchief and said calmly:

"Wipe your face."

"You go first, leave this to me."

Feng Ning did not doubt her, took the handkerchief and rubbed his face like a bath, looking at her as if she were his savior, and said with great gratitude:

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Your Highness."

He wiped it repeatedly and hurried out.

Nangong Wanqing's voice sounded from behind him:

"and many more."

"Where are those soldiers from Wuzhou being held now?"

Feng Ning thought she was going to interrogate her and pointed her in a direction:

"there."

……

Behind the iron door was a dim compartment with very high windows, and only faint moonlight shone through the gap in the door.

Each room was furnished with a few crude beds covered with straw mats, and between the beds were some worn-out wooden barrels and iron basins for excrement and cleaning.

Most of the soldiers who were addicted to drugs had haggard faces, hollow eyes, pale skin, dark circles under their eyes, and were so thin that their skeletons were visible.

There is no medication in this world, so the only option is "natural withdrawal", which means enduring it.

This is an extremely painful process.

Symptoms range from insomnia, profuse sweating, trembling, vomiting, diarrhea, exhaustion, and even loss of consciousness. These seven to ten days are incredibly difficult, and many people resort to self-harm or suicide due to the agony of the attack.

But even if you quit, the probability of relapse is still very high.

Nangong Wanqing said nothing, but just watched quietly as each of them suffered pain.

Several soldiers carried a few looted packages, half-knelt and saluted:

"Your Highness, I found these on the people who led the escape."

When the packages were opened, they were full of drugs such as opium and white powder.

Nangong Wanqing called back all the soldiers guarding here and said:

"You guys go down first. I want to interrogate them individually."

"Now, you go and reunite with the guards, mobilize all your forces, and search the city for the escaped Chiyu people."

"Yes!"

After the guards retreated, the candlelight flickered dimly, and no one's face could be seen. The only sounds around were the patients' painful roars and the sound of banging on the iron door.

Nangong Wanqing stared at them calmly through the iron gate and said:

"Collaborating with the Chiyu people, you know, is treason."

Someone growled:

"We are now living a life worse than death. Only the Chiyu people can save us!"

"What do you people know?!"

Someone else stared at the packages scattered on the ground and pleaded painfully:

"Please, give it to me! I'll do anything you ask of me!"

Nangong Wanqing said again:

"From the first day we entered the city, we said that if you continue to inhale these things, it will be fatal."

"Even if you know this, you still insist on taking it, right?"

The voices of the crowd came like a tide, chaotic and confusing:

"Death is better than a life worse than death..."

"Those brothers who committed suicide should have found relief. I feel so bad, but I don't want to die... Help me..."

"Please give it to me. Death is for the future. I am in so much pain now..."

There was another person who seemed to know their entire plan. He stared at Nangong Wanqing and said:

"No, logically speaking, they have already succeeded. One of you and the governor will eventually become like us!"

"Is it you, or the governor?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent and looked up at her in astonishment, followed by crazy joy.

As long as one of them becomes addicted to drugs, they will definitely find a way to make Wuzhou become the same as before!

However, Nangong Wanqing did not agree much, and just said lightly:

"Yes, it's me."

"But the governor has no intention of replanting poppy fields on a large scale because of me."

After a pause, she said something that surprised everyone:

"...So, I also plan to defect and cooperate with the Chiyu people. With internal and external support, I can kill the governor and capture the entire Wuzhou city."

Everyone: "!!!"

They had previously cooperated with the Chiyu people just to get drugs, but what Nangong Wanqing said was far more than that. She wanted them to completely switch sides, join the Chiyu people's camp, and become spies for Daying!