This villain has become a ghost

It just so happens that these two people are both famous in Dongdu for their ice-cold faces, the kind that never melts in ten thousand years.

It's really hard to be friends with them.

Su Shaoran's hand holding the chess piece suddenly tightened:

"Chu Shiqing?"

"He owes me a total of 490,000 taels, and he owes Lin Yuan 510,000 taels."

Song Zhiyi: “!”

Nangong Qianshang: “!!”

Shen Yue: "..."

It’s really hard to be friends with Chu Shiqing.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but ask:

"A full one million taels. What did he do to need so much money?"

Su Shaoran shook his head:

"do not know."

"Ever since we met as children, he has loved money as much as he does now."

"Let's not talk about this for now..."

He paused, changed the topic, and asked seriously:

"The Imperial Master's burial ceremony will take place in a few days. Everyone, please think carefully about our plan...are there any loopholes?"

Shen Yue thought carefully and said:

"In theory, we have the advantage in numbers. But the enemy should not be underestimated. We should be cautious."

Song Zhiyi seemed to have thought of something, and the chess piece in his hand paused. He looked up at Nangong Qianshang and asked:

"Qian Shang, didn't you say... His Majesty gave you a treasure bag?"

...the one used to show off, pretend to be stylish, and mysterious.

She asked, "What does it say?"

Nangong Qianshang: "Oh, yes."

Nangong Qianshang took out the unopened brocade bag from his arms.

Song Zhiyi held his forehead with one hand and complained silently:

"No."

"You actually kept it open until now."

This kind of thing is just for fun, why not open it as soon as possible? She believed that His Majesty was just going through the motions at the time.

Nangong Qianshang coughed lightly, feeling somewhat guilty.

He slowly opened the brocade bag and saw only a piece of written paper, a key, and an exquisite token inside.

Thirty miles to the right of the Gyeongsan Underground Palace is a secret underground chamber. All muskets and firearms are hidden within it.

With this token, you can command all the shadow demons I left in the Eastern Capital.

Take action when it’s time to do so.

Remember: If necessary, you can listen more to the advice of Marquis Wu'an.

【She is more cruel than you. 】

Nangong Qianshang: “…”

Nangong Qianshang silently put away the note.

Just as he was about to put it back into the brocade bag, Song Zhiyi snatched it away the next second.

...The movements were so familiar, fast, accurate and ruthless.

Nangong Qianshang: “…”

Nangong Qianshang smiled helplessly.

My Royal Brother, you...

Really good at reading people.

-

Outside Wuzhou City.

There was a little sparse light in the dim tent.

The food on the table seemed rather bland, its colors and aromas dull. In the center was a bowl of clear, almost transparent soup, its contents sparse, consisting of only a few floating green leaves and a few limp pieces of winter melon.

The soup was served with a bowl of plain white rice, without any side dishes, and looked lifeless.

There was a small pot of sake on the table, but there was almost no smell of alcohol.

Murong Jin: “…”

Murong Jin: "Sir Governor, is this what you meant by... 'wine and feast'?"

In the entire tent, there were only Yue Liuyun and Murong Jin. They were very close to each other, and someone who didn't know the situation might think they were close friends.

However, things were different outside the tent.

Chu Shiqing and Murong Jin's deputy general each led a large group of troops in a stalemate, their hands almost glued to the hilts of their swords, ready to engage in battle at the slightest sign of trouble.

Yue Liuyun said calmly:

"Wuzhou is poor, and I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

She changed the subject and looked up at Murong Jin: "Besides...Is Your Highness brave enough to eat the banquet I prepared?"

"Instead of making a big fuss about it, it's more important to save food."

Compared to Yue Liuyun's coldness, Murong Jin seemed very familiar.

She drank the clear wine in the cup, which had no alcoholic taste, and showed the bottom of the cup to Yue Liuyun, and chuckled:

"Why not?"

"I am glad to accept the feast from the Governor."

Yue Liuyun said calmly and seriously:

"The wine is poisoned."

Murong Jin: “…”

Murong Jin's hand holding the cup stiffened.

The cup shattered and broke into several pieces on the ground, making a sharp and crisp sound.

The noise startled the people outside the tent. The deputy general's pupils shrank and he immediately drew his sword and wanted to rush in.

...but was stopped by Chu Shiqing.

The soldiers behind the two men drew their weapons in response, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Just as they were about to fight, Murong Jin's voice came out clearly:

"stop!"

"Just now, I just slipped my hand. Everything is fine."

After these words were spoken, the deputy general finally withdrew his sword in dismay, clasped his fists and said:

"I obey my orders."

Inside the account.

The atmosphere was equally tense.

Murong Jin stared at Yue Liuyun with gritted teeth, feeling both surprised and suspicious.

Something is wrong!

There is no reason to kill her at this time!

Yue Liuyun raised his eyes indifferently and said:

"...Your Highness, isn't your greatest skill to be involved in the game yourself?"

"I have just fulfilled your wish."

Murong Jin's face was filled with gloom. She narrowed her eyes and stared straight at Yue Liuyun.

...Yue Liuyun's eyes were extremely calm, but deep in them there was a hint of madness... and a hint of pain that was being suppressed with great effort.

Yes, that's right, it's painful.

A trace of doubt flashed across Murong Jin's mind. She didn't understand why she looked in pain.

But judging from Yue Liuyun's unexpected first action, this man is undoubtedly... also a madman.

...You can never bet on a madman's true thoughts.

Murong Jin frowned, as if he had not expected things to develop in this direction, and said in a deep voice:

"Are you crazy?"

"Killing me now won't do you any good."

"I am only leading the army myself, but the true commander is General Huqi. If I die here, it will arouse Chiyu's hatred towards Daying. Our army's morale will be even higher, and under the leadership of our commander, we will be even more unstoppable."

"With Daying as it is now, even if I die, I won't be able to lead my troops to wipe out the entire Chiyu. Chiyu has just been unified, and there will be another person like me who will stand up..."

Yue Liuyun was able to become the new top scholar, and was able to quickly take control of Wuzhou and Quanzhou, and eradicate the cancer within Wuzhou... She must not be a stupid person, and would not do anything that would harm others and benefit herself.

It was precisely because he had anticipated this that Murong Jin dared to drink the wine she handed over with confidence.

Unexpectedly, this person did not play by the rules at all.

Yue Liuyun leaned back, put one hand on the armrest, and stared straight at Murong Jin.

Murong Jin felt an inexplicable tightness in his heart.

Damn.

The movements and expressions made her look like a female version of Nangong Mingzhu.

They are all equally difficult to deal with!

Yue Liuyun looked at her with a half-smile:

"Are you finished?"

"Now that you've finished speaking, Your Highness can calm down on your own."

"...I never said there was no antidote."

Murong Jin: “…”

Murong Jin still felt something was wrong.