This villain has become a ghost

The mountains, blanketed in thick layers of snow, resembled a continuous, white behemoth. A chill wind howled through the forest, swaying the bare branches. Occasionally, a few birds flew by, leaving behind a series of crisp chirps before disappearing into the snow.

But in front of Yue Liuyun's eyes there was darkness and silence.

She gritted her teeth, struggled to carry Nangong Mingzhu on her back, and walked forward step by step with heavy steps.

Her world was dead silent, with only Jingtan's guidance ringing clearly in her mind.

"Miss Yue, go to the nine o'clock direction."

She couldn't respond and had to do as he said.

Zhongding Mountain is not far from Liangshan Mountain. It is roughly at the foot of the mountain. After walking a little further, you can reach the top of the mountain.

Yue Liuyun didn’t know Nangong Mingzhu’s condition at the moment, nor did he know how long this guy could hold on, so he could only try to speed up.

Damn, she never worked so hard during military training and physical examinations.

Nangong Mingzhu buried his head in the crook of her neck, his inky hair occasionally brushing against her cheek.

He suddenly raised his head slightly, pursed his pale lips, and whispered in her ear.

But Yue Liuyun had already lost all five senses.

Jing Tan hesitated for a while, then slowly said:

"Miss Yue, he is talking to you."

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The snow was still falling, landing on Nangong Mingzhu's shoulders and slowly melting.

He hugged her tightly, feeling the only warmth in the world, as if afraid that she would disappear like mist. Recalling what happened just now, he felt relieved as if he had found what he had lost. All the pain and discomfort seemed to be relieved.

Excessive coughing up blood made his voice so hoarse that it was almost unrecognizable and no longer as pleasant as before.

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Moon and flowing clouds.

As I approach death again, those turbulent past events emerge in my mind bit by bit like a kaleidoscope.

That day, I actually had a lot more to say to you, but you didn't give me the chance. Now, I'm going to tell you what I wanted to say that day. After you listen, you can just ignore it as boring chatter or just laugh it off.

Or maybe it's just out of pity, please listen to the last words of a dying man like me.

Although I was reborn, I didn't stay in this world for long. I remember... I was 30 years old when I died in my previous life, and my consciousness after being reborn only stayed in this world for less than three years.

Tsk, in just thirty-three years, I have to face death twice.

The memories of these thirty-three years combined together seem like a dream.

Ever since I can remember, I have been trapped in this cold and dark palace, and only through the insults and beatings from others did I piece together my identity.

It turns out that I am a prince.

But I live worse than animals.

Everyone makes stupid mistakes sometimes, and I am no exception. I once naively thought that as long as I didn't provoke others, others would not provoke me.

At the beginning, I wanted nothing, asked for nothing, I just wanted to live a good life.

Ah.

You've seen my memories and know how funny this idea of mine is.

But fortunately, I woke up in time.

I started out in this palace with nothing, and experienced betrayal, framing, beatings, slander, contempt... and many other things that put my life on the line.

I am not afraid of losing because I have nothing.

The hatred of being bullied and the desire to survive kept me going.

I have only one worthless life, but if I win, the road ahead will be smooth and I will be the butcher at the mercy of others.

Fortunately, I really won. I killed all the people I hated, including the so-called father. I reached the highest position. The life and death of thousands of people depended on my thoughts, and power was also in my hands.

But when you really get to that position, it seems like you have no control over yourself.

After becoming emperor, he saw the court in chaos, the people suffering, and various forces eyeing him covetously.

I have killed many people and I don't consider myself a good person. In the eyes of others, I am cruel, murderous, vicious and twisted. These are not wrong. I am indeed such a person.

But I don’t want everyone in this world to become a monster like me.

Being in a high position and supported by the people, I cannot sit idle and do nothing.

So I chose to be a knife lurking in the darkness, to become the chaos of this world, and then let Nangong Qianshang come to put an end to the chaos. He is kind and upright, loved by the people, while I am cruel and violent, and cursed by the people.

I hope he can cleanse the world of its filth, including the filth of me as a monster.

But you know, we failed.

Starting over again, I am back on this cold throne, still surrounded by hungry wolves, and everyone's face is wearing a mask of falsehood and hypocrisy.

Everything has to start all over again.

I have to return to the darkness again, planning and strategizing in the cold and long lonely night, guarding against the endless stream of people who want to kill me, while shouldering the responsibility of this entire world. I dare not show any fatigue or slackness, for if I am not careful, I will be doomed.

I don't know how much longer I can hold on.

I don’t know how long it will take for me to be driven crazy.

Until... you appeared.

When Ling Chaomian said that someone would replace my identity and take over my body, my first reaction was not to resist, but to be curious about what kind of unlucky person would be in such a tragic situation and become a king with nothing.

...Of course, I also worry about whether this person has enough ability to complete what I haven't done yet.

Fortunately, you are very good and very capable.

You should know that I did have the intention of taking advantage of you from the beginning, and I believe you feel the same way. At most, you regard me as an ally with whom you can share a common goal.

I watched you plan your strategy, watched you handle government affairs, watched you tirelessly study the art of ruling, and listened to you chattering with me about the affairs of your world...

Perhaps it was because I had been lonely for too long and had stayed in the dark for too long, that for the first time I felt the worldly atmosphere and the feeling of being accompanied by someone.

Maybe it’s because you are just a lonely soul, and only when facing you can I let down all my defenses.

Your appearance makes me feel like I am still a human being, rather than a monster...growing in darkness and hatred.

I can't explain clearly what kind of feelings I have for you.

You said you wanted to save me.

And you truly saved me in another sense.

I am a person who has never received love, but I have the despicable fantasy of getting your love again and again.

But fantasy is just fantasy after all.

I know that you are a very indifferent person at heart and never express your emotions easily.

Later, because of that dream, I also knew the reason why you became like this. Growing thorns was just a way to protect yourself. Only by not giving feelings can you avoid being hurt by feelings.

You feel guilty for not loving others.

So, you don't have to pay attention to my despicable hopes.

Having the good fortune to meet you again is a rare joy and luxury in my life.

only……

Can I ask you for one thing, just as a favor to you, to not abandon your mission...

Don't give up on me.