This villain has become a ghost

The wind was so strong that the Yizhou military flag collapsed and was deeply embedded in the mud, but the rain still did not stop.

choose?

Nangong Mingzhu sheathed his scimitar, stared down at Liu Zeyin, and asked, "...What do you mean?"

Yanagisawa stood up, the dirt on her cheeks and eyes washed away, and she said:

"I can tell you that whether it's Dongdu, the three border states, or Chiyu, there's Yan'er... Ye Zhaoxi's chess pieces."

"Border and East Capital, Yue Liuyun and Nangong Qianshang... You can only save one..."

Nangong Mingzhu's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Lin Yuan rode his horse slowly over here and stood to the right side of Nangong Mingzhu. Upon hearing this, his pupils constricted and he turned his gaze to Nangong Mingzhu.

Nangong Mingzhu's expression was hidden in the rain, his armor was shining coldly, and his hands with distinct knuckles were tightly gripping the hilt of the sword.

There was a long silence, with only the sound of the rain.

Liu Zeyin endured the severe pain from his bones to his flesh, trembling and groping to pick up the sword, and put it across his neck.

A few rays of light leaked out from the dark clouds, accompanied by the slowly slowing but still continuous rain, hitting the corpses all over the field, and also hitting Liu Zeyin, whose vision was a little unclear.

Yizhou had already been captured, and Liangzhou and Yizhou were already under his jurisdiction, so they would fall without a fight. With the exception of Dongdu and Wancheng, the two capitals and four cities would be intimidated and no longer a threat.

Only the Eastern Capital and the three border states were left.

It is still unknown who will win or lose in this game.

...But no matter who wins, it has nothing to do with him.

Liu Zeyin looked up at the rain while panting. In her blurred vision, she vaguely saw Yin Yun lying on the pile of corpses.

He used all his strength, raised his sword and cut his throat.

The sword slipped out of his hand and slowly sank into the mud. Blood flowed down the blade into the mud and rainwater. His body suddenly fell down with a "thump".

This absurd and boring life... Let it end here.

It can be considered as...returning to one's roots.

The soul returns to its hometown.

In the vast sky and earth, corpses were everywhere, and the hot blood and cold rain corroded each other.

Nangong Mingzhu pulled the reins, turned around, and walked towards the city gate.

He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Let's bury them properly in Yizhou City..."

Lin Yuan accepted the order and said:

"Yes."

After thinking about it, he finally couldn't help himself, and rode his horse to catch up with Nangong Mingzhu's pace and asked:

"Your Majesty, what General Qiming just said..."

Between the border and Dongdu, Yue Liuyun and Nangong Qianshang, he can only save one.

Lin Yuan didn't hear it clearly just now, but he still vaguely heard a sentence... Yue Liuyun is very important to His Majesty.

In what sense is this important?

Is it important enough to be compared with His Royal Highness King Xuan?

The mud flew under the horse's hooves, and Nangong Mingzhu interrupted his wild speculation. His handsome profile remained unchanged.

"You can only save one...nonsense."

"...They don't need me to save them."

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said:

"It is I who speak too much."

It was easy to talk to His Royal Highness Prince Xuan, but I didn’t expect... His Majesty would be so convinced of the ability of this new top scholar.

The rain subsided and the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield without stopping.

The dark clouds that blocked out the sun still covered the entire sky. They would not disperse for a while, and the rain would not stop so soon.

Nangong Mingzhu wiped the rain from his cheeks and entered Yizhou City.

This battle didn't seem to affect the people. Liu Zeyin governed Yizhou well. Raindrops hitting the bluestone slabs made flowers bloom. The people lined the streets to greet their king, their eyes filled with awe, curiosity, and confusion...

Nangong Mingzhu looked at Lin Yuan and said thoughtfully:

"...I will hand over the garrison of Yizhou and Liangzhou to you. You will guard here for me and intimidate the other two capitals and four cities. I believe they will not dare to act rashly."

Lin Yuan was slightly surprised:

"Then your Majesty..."

Nangong Mingzhu responded:

"I will lead the troops to support the border."

Lin Yuan: “…”

Isn't this still a choice?

Lin Yuan was obviously very courageous and asked:

"Your Majesty, didn't you say they didn't need you to save them?"

Nangong Mingzhu glanced at him coldly.

...He usually doesn't say a word, but he talks a lot at this time.

I should have played less with that kid Chu Shiqing.

Lin Yuan immediately shut his mouth.

...Anyway, the one who was injured was not him, but His Royal Highness King Xuan.

The rain covered the sky and the earth densely, and the people in the city gathered and then dispersed.

Countless umbrella flowers bloomed, washing away the smell of death on the battlefield, and the unique smell of fireworks belonging to the human world came to the face.

Nangong Mingzhu's fingertips were covered in blood, and his drooping eyelashes were stained with water. He murmured in a barely perceptible voice, as if responding to his previous question:

"Maybe it's because..."

"I miss her a little bit..."

-

Wuzhou.

The entire city was washed clean by the torrential rain, even the tiles and bluestone slabs were washed clean. The rainy sky finally began to clear up, and the long-awaited sunlight reflected off the pools of water, making them sparkle.

Governor's Mansion.

The scattered sunlight outside the window lattice shone on Yue Liuyun's pale face. Her eyes were tightly closed and she lay motionless on the bed.

The doctor's old hand rested on her pulse. After a long moment, he finally responded:

"Master Pei, the governor is suffering from an illness caused by worry and overwork, coupled with excessive emotional fluctuations, which has caused his body to collapse."

"I'll prescribe a few medicines for you. Take them on time every day and rest for a few days. You'll be fine."

"It's just that...heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Don't let your anger get to you anymore."

Pei Duo's nervous expression finally relaxed a little, and he nodded.

"Thank you, doctor."

After sending the doctor away, Pei Duo was still worried about letting someone else come, so he went to get and boil the medicine himself.

When he finally brought in the bowl of medicine, Yue Liuyun had already woken up.

She seemed to have just woken up, and her expression was still a little sleepy. She was only wearing a thin coat and staring blankly at the birds flying outside the window to eat dew and rain water.

While Pei Duo was surprised, he couldn't help but worry that she would still be sad about Nangong Wanqing's death.

...What's more, there was more to that night. Many people died. He hadn't figured out how to tell her.

He placed the medicine bowl on the bedside cabinet and asked cautiously:

"You...you're awake?"

Yue Liuyun came back to his senses, rubbed his eyes, and the first words he said were:

"What's that smell? It's so bad."

Pei Duo: “…”

Pei Duo took a long time to react before realizing she was talking about the bowl of medicine. He stammered,

"This is... the medicine I made for you..."

However, Yue Liuyun's next words hit him even harder.

Yue Liuyun picked up the medicine bowl and sniffed it carefully, then said amiably:

"...No matter what you use to make it, as far as I know, it's impossible for the medicine to be completely mixed together."