This villain has become a ghost

Shen Yue's eyes lit up, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he sighed, "The people in your hometown are truly extraordinary."

That's a must.

Yue Liuyun was satisfied.

The long cultural history and rich cultural heritage give her the confidence to be proud. She has this capital and there is nothing she can do about it.

Nangong Mingzhu had a blank expression on his face and glanced at Yue Liuyun with an ambiguous meaning.

Despite her name, she was neither gentle and tender as an ordinary woman, nor as heroic as described in the poem.

Just a cunning and indifferent guy.

The haze in the sky, like a heavy curtain, gradually lowered the horizon. The rain then intensified, a fierce battle between the wrath of the sky and the earth. The raindrops, like tears from the sky, poured down, clashing with the ground with a fierce sound.

Shen Yue stared intently outside, listening to the mixed voices, and then spoke again: "Since the Princess's real purpose isn't His Majesty, then why did you part ways with General Song?"

"Just because the princess doesn't want to kill him doesn't mean others don't want to kill him," Yue Liuyun restrained his expression, his face darkening. "I came here to find out... if my guess is accurate."

She was right here, waiting for the answer she wanted.

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The wind howled, branches swayed, and the torrential rain pelted the earth like countless sharp arrows. The weeds and shrubs among the rocks swayed in the wind and rain. A thick mist filled the air between heaven and earth. The rocky landscape seemed even more desolate, and the huge rocks were splashed with water as the rain washed over them.

The rainwater gathered into streams, flowing through the rocks, carrying mud and sand far away. The cracks in the rocks were gradually filled with rainwater.

The tent was battered by the rain and was on the verge of collapse.

Qiu Shuangwan looked up with some worry, then looked at the concubines who were trembling and had completely lost their usual arrogance, and sighed.

Luo Tong, who was standing aside, looked weak, but at this moment he was extremely calm. He sat not far from Qiu Shuangwan with his eyes closed to rest.

But Empress Dowager Ye Zhaoxi was different. Her big, dark eyes, as wet as a deer's, were full of fear and tension. In order to maintain her dignity as the Empress Dowager, she pretended to be calm, but her legs were shaking faintly.

As the only man among the women, Qiu Shuangwan suddenly felt a sense of mission.

He must not let these weak women feel scared! Let him shoulder the responsibilities that a man should bear!

Qiu Shuangwan sat up and spoke enthusiastically, "Sisters, don't panic. No matter what difficulties you encounter, don't be afraid. Face it with a smile! The best way to eliminate fear is to face it. Stay calm and we can win! Otherwise, let me tell you a story."

Luo Tong opened her eyes, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes looked at him, with a hint of curiosity in the hazy and lingering light, which made Qiu Shuangwan blush.

Oh my god, this girl is so pretty. Wait, what should I do? Oh, I can't be shy when telling stories. I'm a grown man...

Ye Zhaoxi and all the concubines, led by Concubine Hui, all turned their eyes to him, their bodies still trembling, waiting for his story.

At this time, it would be nice to have someone tell a story to divert attention, at least it can make people less scared.

Although they usually envied the virtuous concubine for being the only one to receive the emperor's favor, they were now just grasshoppers in the same boat. Even if they took a step back, their jealousy of the virtuous concubine was simply a psychological imbalance. In their eyes, since the emperor ascended the throne, he had never favored another woman except the virtuous concubine. This would make anyone feel uneasy.

Seeing that they were all looking at her, Qiu Shuangwan felt encouraged. She cleared her throat and slowly narrated, "A long, long time ago, an elephant and a little white rabbit were pooping together. The elephant asked the little white rabbit if it shed hair, and the little white rabbit said no, so the elephant used the little white rabbit to wipe its butt."

"The next day, the elephant and a little squirrel were having dinner together. The elephant asked the little squirrel if its hair shed. The little squirrel said no, so the elephant wiped his mouth with the little squirrel."

"Then at this time, the little squirrel suddenly said, 'Actually, I am the little white rabbit from yesterday. Hahahahahahahahahahaha——' Qiu Shuangwan laughed so hard that she started twitching right after she finished collecting it, without caring about her image at all.

However, there was an eerie silence in the entire tent. Apart from the sound of wind and rain outside and Qiu Shuangwan's unbridled laughter, no one made a sound.

Luo Tong: “…”

This is a story with flavor.

Ye Zhaoxi: “…”

Ye Zhaoxi coughed lightly, put on the airs of the empress dowager, and encouraged with a trembling voice: "Xianfei, you said it well, you are thoughtful..."

Just don’t talk about it anymore.

Concubine Hui: “…”

The other concubines: "..."

Concubine Hui questioned her soul, "Can elephants and rabbits actually talk?"

Could this be the elephant and rabbit transformed into spirits? It's so magical...

Qiu Shuangwan: “…”

This is a fairy tale, a fairy tale! How innocent, lively, cute and pure! These guys have no imagination!

He sighed deeply and wiped away his tears, lamenting the hardships of his life. He had originally planned to tell a joke to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't expect that the women in the harem had such a high sense of humor. It was so difficult for him.

Qiu Shuangwan was extremely unwilling to accept this and refused to believe in evil: "I have another story!"

I don’t believe I can’t make you laugh!

"One cold winter day, a farmer found a frozen little snake under a tree. The kind-hearted farmer put the snake in his arms and took it home. The next day..."

“…The farmer put a sign under the tree saying no urination or defecation. Ahahahahahaha——”

other people:"……"

The atmosphere at the scene became weird again, and awkwardness flowed in the air. Except for Qiu Shuangwan who made himself laugh, no one else got his point.

Concubine Hui asked quietly, "Concubine Xian, do you have any special obsession with things like night fragrance?"

Qiu Shuangwan: “…”

By the way, it seems that what he said was a bit harsh.

But that's not the point. The point is that this makes him very embarrassed.

The late autumn frost was like an eggplant hit by frost, and it wilted for a while.

The sound of rain outside is getting louder and louder.

Seeing that the light in everyone's eyes was about to dim again, Qiu Shuangwan suddenly saw some abandoned paper, ink, brush and inkstone in the corner. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind and she had a new idea.

She suggested, "Why don't we play Werewolf?"

The others immediately started talking.

"Werewolf what?"

"What did you kill the wolf for?"

"Who killed?"

"never heard of that……"

"Do you want us to kill someone?"

"It's not impossible..."

Qiu Shuangwan was stunned by these concubines in the harem who seemed timid but were actually able to speak wildly, and quickly stopped their dangerous thoughts.

"Listen to me, everyone. Werewolf is just a game. The rules are as follows..."