This villain has become a ghost

Yue Liuyun retracted his gaze and calmly answered Qiu Shuangwan's question: "The system allowed me to change the fate of Nangong Mingzhu's death."

"Isn't this similar to me?" Qiu Shuangwan thought for a moment and said with a smile, "You are him now, so you are just like me, surviving until the end."

There seems to be nothing wrong with saying that.

Yue Liuyun took another sip of wine and said to Qiu Shuangwan, "But I guess there's still a little difference."

"What is it?" Qiu Shuangwan asked with great interest.

Yue Liuyun decided to tell the truth: "Well... Actually, Nangong Mingzhu's soul has never left. In fact, I am the only one who can see him and hear him speak."

"Look, he's over there." Yue Liuyun pointed at Nangong Mingzhu not far away.

Nangong Mingzhu, who was inexplicably called out, looked indifferent, shrugged nonchalantly, and said nothing.

Qiu Shuangwan looked in the direction of her finger. There was no one there, only the candlelight swaying in the cold wind.

Qiu Shuangwan suddenly shuddered, feeling a chill on her back. "Yue, Yue Liuyun, you're kidding, right? It's the middle of the night, and I feel like you're telling a ghost story."

Very scary.

Yue Liuyun looked at him with some amusement. A grown man, yet so timid.

She thought for a moment and said seriously, "I definitely didn't lie to you, you just can't see it."

"He is actually standing behind you, with one hand on your shoulder..." Yue Liuyun's voice sounded faintly, eerie and strange.

Qiu Shuangwan's pupils constricted and she stood there in a daze, trembling with fear and not daring to move.

The next second, Yue Liuyun smiled strangely again, his expression turned panicky, and he shouted, "Ah! Not good!"

"He just said... he accidentally extinguished one of your Yang Fires!" Yue Liuyun's panicked expression was particularly real, and his voice was ethereal and terrifying.

Qiu Shuangwan screamed in fear: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——"

Mamma Mia, he doesn’t want to play anymore, he wants to go home!

Yue Liuyun couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing, then burst into laughter again.

Emma, this kid is so funny.

Nangong Mingzhu, who did not move or speak the entire time, said: "..."

The palace maids and eunuchs outside vaguely heard the noise inside: the virtuous concubine was calling and the emperor was laughing.

Tsk tsk tsk, those who understand will understand. Although it is a bit perverted, it proves that their emperor is indeed good at having fun.

Yue Liuyun, who was very playful, took great effort to finally explain everything clearly to Qiu Shuangwan, allowing the friendship boat between them, which had just set sail, to sail successfully on the sea.

Qiu Shuangwan felt that as a 24K real man, he was actually scared to such an extent that he lost his composure. It was really embarrassing.

Fortunately, Yue Liuyun still had some conscience and did not laugh at him for this.

It was already late. Yue Liuyun looked at the dark circles under Qiu Shuangwan's eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "You came here at the same time as me. During the few days I was unconscious, the princess must have given you a lot of trouble."

"You should rest early. I'll secretly go to the side hall to review some memorials."

Qiu Shuangwan was startled, then suddenly looked at her with new eyes and gave her a thumbs up: "It's rolled up already?"

"There will be an early court session tomorrow, and all the affairs of the court will fall on my shoulders. I can't do anything about it." Yue Liuyun said helplessly.

She has to stay up late to study. The burden of a country is on her shoulders. This is no joke.

"As for the eldest princess... I will definitely find a way to protect you." Yue Liuyun said.

Qiu Shuangwan nodded very touchedly: "Okay!"

Revolutionary friendship lasts forever!

From now on he will be on the tyrant's side!

-

It was late at night. In the side hall, Yue Liuyun looked at the memorial as tall as a man and fell into deep thought.

Ah this.

It's probably too much.

She sighed, sat down, and began to read the memorial carefully.

She read very quickly, putting the letter down after almost glancing at it, thinking for a moment, writing and drawing on the paper, and then picking up the next one, repeating the cycle over and over again.

Nangong Mingzhu smiled with interest, raised an eyebrow, and looked at her seriously working. He said nonchalantly, "It seems I underestimated you. You have a photographic memory. What a talent."

"Not bad." Yue Liuyun didn't even raise her head as she read through the memorials one by one. She soon finished reading the tall pile of memorials.

Yue Liuyun picked up the paper that she had written densely, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "These are some of my questions, I need you to answer them one by one."

Nangong Mingzhu: "You ask."

Yue Liuyun is still a novice in these areas, and has just summarized some problems, but in fact there is still a lot to learn.

Fortunately, Nangong Mingzhu explained in great detail, and Yue Liuyun was smart enough to express some of his own opinions.

The art of governing a country, the skills of being an emperor...these things cannot be learned overnight. After teaching a little, Nangong Mingzhu decided to stop.

Anyway, Nangong Mingzhu's soul is here, so there is no need to rush.

Yue Liuyun yawned and silently digested the knowledge in his mind.

She looked up at Nangong Mingzhu, forced herself to cheer up, and said leisurely, "Did you hear everything I said to Concubine Xian today?"

Nangong Mingzhu: "Yeah."

Although Yue Liuyun and Qiu Shuangwan spoke a lot of nonsense that he didn't understand, he could roughly guess what they were talking about. He also knew that Qiu Shuangwan and Yue Liuyun came from the same place.

"Then what do you think..." Yue Liuyun tapped the table lightly with his knuckles, again and again, and said slowly, "How credible are his words?"

Nangong Mingzhu suddenly turned around, as if he had just met her, with a flicker of admiration in his eyes, and said frivolously: "I originally thought...you and him were the same kind, but I didn't expect that you and I are."

Yue Liuyun noticed that he suddenly changed his self-proclaimed name from "I" to "I".

He slowly approached her, looked straight into her eyes, and asked with interest, "Are you doubting him?"

"No, I'm just being cautious. My intuition tells me that he shouldn't have lied to me," Yue Liuyun said calmly, "It's just better to be safe than sorry. I need to test him."

There are many people in this world with unpredictable hearts and many people with superb acting skills. It is always better to be cautious.

It is true that Qiu Shuangwan is a time traveler, but the scary thing is that he is not standing on her side, but someone else's.

"Besides... you and I are not the same kind," Yue Liuyun shrugged. "I am 99.9% sure that I trust him, so I told him the truth."

"But if it were you, you wouldn't say a word. After repeated probing, if your suspicions went beyond your expectations, you would kill him without hesitation."

When Nangong Mingzhu heard her words, he smiled without comment and said nothing. He just stared at her with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yue Liuyun felt her scalp tingling from being stared at by him.

For a long time, his gaze did not move away from her, but became deeper.

Yue Liuyun finally couldn't help but speak out: "Brother, why are you staring at me? What's so good about this face that looks exactly like yours? Haven't you seen enough?"

Nangong Mingzhu finally looked away, smiled lazily, and said softly, "That's naturally because my face is beautiful. I rarely see it on weekdays, so I have to appreciate it more now."

Yue Liuyun: “…”

Although he knew he was talking nonsense, Yue Liuyun was still deeply moved by his narcissistic spirit.

Yue Liuyun said sarcastically, "Xiao Ming, you know that you are just like that narcissus, only knowing how to reflect yourself by the water."

"Oh?" Nangong Mingzhu smiled indifferently, but was actually curious about the name and repeated, "Xiao Ming?"

What kind of a messed up name is this?

Yue Liuyun held her chin with her hand and smiled, saying happily, "This is what we call it in my hometown. It sounds familiar."

Nangong Mingzhu understood, but didn't respect: "It sounds awkward."

Yue Liuyun righteously retorted, "In my hometown, Xiao Ming is very famous. He's known to everyone, young and old! If you don't believe me, you can go ask Concubine Xian!"

Nangong Mingzhu: “…”

No one except Yue Liuyun could see him, so how could he ask Concubine Xian?

Bah, who has nothing better to do than to ask such boring questions.