This villain has become a ghost

After the doors and windows were closed, several palace maids came in, respectfully placed a brazier in the palace, and then retreated outside.

The coolness was instantly dispelled and the temperature gradually rose.

Yue Liuyun waited for his answer.

Nangong Mingzhu stared at her, a hint of helplessness appeared on his pale face, and his tone seemed to reveal a rare gentleness due to his weakness.

He whispered, "Is there a possibility that I simply want you and don't want anyone else..."

Yue Liuyun's pupils trembled.

"...come and save me?" he continued.

Yue Liuyun: “…”

It is better to speak with less pauses.

He continued slowly, "And... have you ever thought that Jing Tan is not as heartless and ungrateful as you think? He doesn't want to sacrifice you at all."

Yue Liuyun stared at him blankly, pondering these words carefully in his mind.

Under the candlelight, he looked gorgeous and handsome, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his sickly face weakened his usual sharp and majestic temperament, highlighting a rare affinity.

He said in a hoarse voice: "...Also, have you ever thought that maybe I am not as cold-hearted as you think."

Yue Liuyun's heart skipped a beat, and those dreams came to his mind unconsciously. He felt complicated for a moment and was hesitant to speak.

Then, Nangong Mingzhu sighed again and said, "Do you know that feelings are the best calculation in this world? It has no rules, but it is also extremely reasonable."

"It's true no matter what kind of emotion it is."

Yue Liuyun said softly: "...I understand."

Nangong Mingzhu said: "No, you don't understand."

Yue Liuyun said: "I really understand."

Nangong Mingzhu said: "You really don't understand."

Yue Liuyun said: "...Okay then, I don't understand."

In a blink of an eye, the situation turned back into a quarrel between elementary school students. Yue Liuyun felt that he shouldn't argue with a seriously injured person, so he gave in.

Recalling what he had just said, Yue Liuyun once again looked into his dark and bottomless eyes with curiosity.

However... I still couldn't see the true emotion in his eyes.

She suddenly felt a little irritable.

These eyes can switch easily from "everyone looks like a dog" to "every dog looks affectionately to him".

So, does he really like her, or is he trying to trick her into liking him?

He just kept saying some unclear and incomprehensible things and made her think hard.

As expected, he is still that "sinister and cunning" villain.

Yue Liuyun looked away, feeling a little angry, and decided to ignore him for the time being.

Nangong Mingzhu spoke slowly and in a low voice, "Before you fell into a coma, I had a dream... I dreamed of everything that happened before you came into this world."

Yue Liuyun was stunned.

So straightforward.

In fact... ever since she dreamed of his past, she had a vague guess that Nangong Mingzhu might also dream of her past.

However, since he never mentioned it, she wouldn't say much.

...After all, it wasn't a good experience.

Yue Liuyun also confessed at this time: "I also dreamed about your past."

…and even your future.

But that is not a good future, nor a good ending.

Nangong Mingzhu recalled the scene in his dream, his eyes filled with unclear emotions, and he sighed, "I originally thought that those who are not loved are in great pain, but I didn't know that those who are loved...may be bound by love."

Yue Liuyun said: "Do you understand again?"

Nangong Mingzhu: “…”

Yue Liuyun teased, "Could it be... because of your injury? You're feeling a bit too emotional today, almost like an emo poet."

"I've never seen you express such emotion before. Why... is it that killing people no longer enjoys it? Or have you finished reviewing the memorials?"

She must be the master of atmosphere terminator.

Yue Liuyun gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Nangong Mingzhu: “…”

Seeing that he was choked and speechless, and finally just laughed out of anger, Yue Liuyun suddenly felt refreshed.

...She let him say some unclear words, and she would stop him from saying them, saving her the trouble of thinking.

Yue Liuyun chuckled and said, "You are so badly injured, take a rest quickly. I will watch over you."

His face was even paler than hers, a ghost. She was really afraid that he would die, and all her efforts in this period would be wasted.

Whether for intellectual or emotional reasons, she didn't want him to die.

Hearing this, Nangong Mingzhu said with a half-smile, "You are in spirit form now. If someone really wants to assassinate me, are you sure you can stop them?"

Yue Liuyun said confidently, "Isn't Feng Ning guarding outside?"

Feng Ning can solve it with physical attacks.

"Then you--" Nangong Mingzhu asked with raised eyebrows.

——What is the role of?

She said seriously, "To ward off evil spirits. I'm a ghost too, so no demons or monsters dare to approach you when I'm around."

This sentence somehow touched his funny bone. He laughed softly, his shoulders trembling, which affected the wound and made him gasp.

He said, "If my wound opens, it will be your responsibility."

"Okay, okay, it's my responsibility. Your Majesty, please take a rest. I will exorcise the evil spirit for you right away." Yue Liuyun said innocently.

"puff--"

"Still laughing, stop laughing."

"Okay, stop laughing."

"..."

-

In late autumn, with drums beating and the wind and smoke clearing, the grand and prosperous Eastern Capital welcomed the triumphant commander returning from battle.

General Jianwei, Song Zhiyi, defeated Chiyu and returned. The news spread throughout Daying in a short time.

When people called her, they no longer called her "the daughter of General Song, the great general who protects the country", but the honor that belonged solely to her, Song Zhiyi.

She was wearing golden armor and after taking off her helmet, her black hair, which was tied up high, fluttered in the wind. She held a spear in her hand and rode a tall horse. There was a hint of arrogance on her cold and beautiful face.

The two people walking side by side with her were King Xuan Nangong Qianshang and General Qi Sha Xia Ruzhi.

The army marched in a mighty and orderly fashion, the infantry armed with shields and spears, looking majestic, and the cavalry armed with bows and spears, looking heroic.

Flags were flying, war drums were beating, and the joy of victory filled the entire Dongdu.

On both sides of the road, people cheered, waved flowers, and applauded to express their respect and gratitude to the soldiers. Children followed the troops, running excitedly, chasing the footsteps of the horses.

Finally, the army returned to the court, and the emperor personally went out of the palace to greet them.

The emperor, clad in a regal purple-black dragon robe, rode on his horse, exuding a majestic and powerful aura. However, the strong wind caused him to cough repeatedly.

...The wound on his chest from which blood was drawn had almost healed, but the look of sickness on his face had become more serious.

The soul under this body today is Yue Liuyun, so it is her turn to bear the consequences.