Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

But before Jinzhong could speak, Wei Yanwan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

There was a hint of cunning in her eyes and her smile was as beautiful as a flower. She looked particularly lively in the night rain.

"Master Ling."

Hearing this laugh, Jinzhong was stunned for a moment, then immediately concealed the expression on his face.

It's a statement, not a question.

Who else but her could have such an expression?

Jinzhong sighed secretly as he looked at the smiling woman in front of him. It was his first fight since returning, and he was defeated before he could even make a move.

It's always like this. Whenever I meet her, I always get defeated first.

"It's hard for you. You've been holding it in all this time, but now you finally speak. What's the matter? After that incident in your last life, are you still unable to let me go?"

Yanwan raised her delicate, fair hand, gently covering his umbrella-holding hand and caressing it. She tilted her head to look at his expression hidden beneath his hat, her lips curled up, a hint of teasing in her eyes.

He couldn't stand such teasing. He felt a dryness in his throat, his eyes were glued to her hands, and something in his heart collapsed.

The heart that had been cold for several years began to beat again.

When Lingzhuer clenched her little hand, everything she had just said to herself almost didn't count.

Just as he was about to speak, the image of the ruby ​​ring flashed before his eyes again. Bitterness welled up in his eyes, and he changed his tone, saying, "Master, please stop making fun of me. In this new life, I only want to save my life. I don't care about anything else."

"Really don't care?"

Yanwan stared at him straight, with the corners of her eyes raised and a bright smile on her face.

She is always determined to win Jinzhong.

bang bang bang-

Sure enough, Jinzhong felt his heart beating like thunder. He took a step back, afraid that Yanwan would see his panic.

"Hmm? Speak quickly, Eunuch Jinzhong."

Her tone rose, as if she had produced countless hooks to hook his heart away.

He shook his head with difficulty, without saying a word, but frowned, afraid that he would say the same words as in his previous life.

"Alright! I won't tease you anymore, Eunuch Jinzhong. Since you have no intention of helping me, and it's difficult to travel in this rainy day, please don't send me off."

Seeing that he didn't respond, before she finished speaking, Yan Wan pretended to understand. She suddenly withdrew her hand from the back of his hand, turned around and left.

He didn't expect her to be so straightforward. The umbrella on her head followed her and then stopped abruptly.

She just let herself go like this?

Jinzhong didn't feel happy at all, but instead felt empty inside.

Realizing something was wrong with him, he froze, frozen in place. His hands, hidden beneath his robe, clenched tightly into fists, secretly hating himself for not living up to his expectations.

Jinzhong, you are so disappointing. As soon as you see your master, your soul is drawn away.

"Ouch—"

As soon as the sound came out, my legs ran along unconsciously, and I didn't want to do anything. When I reacted, I was already squatting in front of Yan Wan who had fallen to the ground.

"Didn't you say you don't care, Eunuch Jinzhong?"

The rain was pouring down, and the bamboo hat fell to the ground. The bean-sized raindrops hit her eyes so hard that it was almost impossible to open them. Yan Wan took advantage of the situation and hid in his arms, staring at him intently.

"do not care."

Seeing her teasing him like this, Jinzhong turned his head away with difficulty and wanted to let go, but he was afraid that she would fall to the ground, so he could only support her, and his hands were almost stiff.

For some reason, I felt a sweet feeling in my heart.

Yan Wan stretched out her hands and wrapped them around his neck like a poisonous snake. Their skin touched each other, and the delicate touch came from his neck. Jinzhong felt like he was going crazy.

"My lady, this is the palace, aren't you afraid of being seen?" He tried to restrain himself and wanted to pull her hand away from his neck.

"There's no one around right now. If you don't help me, I won't let go. Or, you can carry me back." She whispered in his ear.

Her breath, like a snake with eyes, snaked straight into his ears and collar. Jinzhong's throat rolled, and he swallowed hard. His hands felt like they were nailed to the ground, with no intention of letting go. He could only watch helplessly as she continued to do whatever she wanted.

His mistress would never act like this in front of him before, but now she was acting like a little girl, and he really couldn't resist her.

No wonder I have been deeply involved in it and unable to extricate myself since the moment we met.

Beads of sweat, mixed with the rain falling from all directions, slid down his cheeks. Their breathing intertwined, his mouth dry and unbearable, and he began to gasp for breath.

Just when Jinzhong felt that he could not hold on any longer, Wei Yanwan took the initiative to let go of his hands.

At this moment, his neck loosened, and there seemed to be residual warmth from her fingertips on it. The little hand that had just tightly grasped his collar was still as cold as in the previous life.

Jin Zhong was moved and wanted to hold this little hand tightly to keep it warm as before.

"Well, since you won't help me, I can only rely on myself and find another way. Go away."

After she finished speaking, she pretended to be frustrated and stubborn, left Jinzhong's arms, stood up and slowly picked up the hat scattered on the ground, then turned around and continued to walk towards Qixiang Palace.

However, just as she raised her foot, a fair but slightly rough hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The warmth that comes from it penetrates the skin like a warm current and goes straight into the heart.

His palm was broad and thick, easily enveloping her slender wrist. The rough calluses on his palm scraped against her delicate skin, causing heat wherever it touched.

It became.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wan couldn't help laughing again.

Her laughter was crisp and pleasant: "Eunuch Jinzhong, things have come to this, and you are still so stubborn."

Jinzhong's throat moved and he was about to say something when his laughter stopped abruptly.

She clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, just like she had grasped at a lifeline in her previous life, almost begging: "Jinzhong, help me, I can't live without you!"

Just one sentence created ripples in his heart.

Jinzhong didn't say anything, but just thought he was unlucky. He turned around and picked up the umbrella, and tilted it steadily above her head like in his previous life.

It was already late at night when she was sent back to Qixiang Palace and then to Yangxin Palace. Jinzhong's clothes were completely wet by the rain. Fearing that he would lose his manners in front of the emperor, he hurried back to the eunuch's room on duty to change his clothes.

After changing his clothes, he stood in front of the window in a daze, his mind full of Yanwan's appearance just now.

When he died, his soul floated in the air. At first, he lingered around Yan Wan every day, wishing to take her life at all times.

Later, Jinzhong began to feel that she was forced into a desperate situation, because it was the emperor who wanted to kill him.

He felt hatred and pain, and all he could say was just one sentence: My Lord, I can only help you so far, and the road ahead will be fine...

This guy! He was such a bitch. He hated her so much, but he also loved her so much. Who could blame her for being so vicious? He had trained her to be so.

After that, his ghost kept hiding beside Yan Wan and watching them, watching them call her Imperial Noble Consort, watching her smug look when she was acting as the agent of the six palaces, and watching her heart-wrenching look when Jing Xuan bumped into her.

This little girl doesn't look like her biological child at all. It was a waste of time and effort for the master to give birth to her, even after his body was damaged.

Jinzhong admitted that he felt happy at the beginning.

Watching her step by step into the trap, I was silently thinking in my heart, hurry up and die so that you can come down and accompany me.

It was obvious that she was going to be in trouble, and she became anxious, floating around in the sky, telling her not to touch the fatal edict.

But in the end, humans and ghosts are on different paths, and he could only watch her being accused by everyone, feeling bitter in his heart and wanting to rush out to help refute her.

The man who used to be high and mighty was held down by two slaves and made to kowtow to the sutra scroll again and again.

Jinzhong's heart was broken, and he was so anxious that he was running around in circles. Finally, he was so anxious that he knelt down with her. He reached out his hand to wipe the tears from her face, but the tears just flowed through his fingers and dripped onto the ground.

As a ghost, how could I feel pain? I just couldn't help but want to help her.

I cannot help you, so I will kneel and kowtow with you to preserve our friendship of so many years. If you kowtow, I will assume that you regret it, and our affairs will be over.

Jinzhong thought so. Later, she was forced to drink mushroom soup every day, and she kept muttering people's names.

Every time Jinzhong was mentioned, he would smile, but when Ling Yunche was mentioned, he would hide aside, cover his ears and roll his eyes.