Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

Liu Zhiyi ran aimlessly, not daring to stop for a moment, but before long, she was caught up.

Pei Yun Chu looked very unwell.

"You like him that much?"

Liu Zhiyi replied decisively, "Yes, he is the love of my life."

Pei Yun Chu's eyes reddened instantly, and she said unwillingly, "Then what am I? Liu Zhiyi, tell me, what do all the things we did together mean?"

His posture of being utterly betrayed amazed Liu Zhiyi.

She shook her head, finding it all incredibly funny.

"What was our past? Pei Yun Chu, what past do we have?"

The young girl had a fair face and rosy cheeks. With a gentle smile, she was enveloped in a thin layer of dazzling light. A breeze made her skirt flutter, and her smooth, dark hair was draped over her slender shoulders.

Standing there so gracefully amidst a sea of ​​flowers, its brilliance was enough to make everything else in the world pale in comparison.

Once Pei Yun Chu's gaze fell upon her, he couldn't look away.

Hearing her completely deny their relationship, Pei Yun Chu trembled with anger, pointed at her for a long time, and finally let her arm fall limply.

He knew he loved her deeply and couldn't imagine what his life would be like if he lost her.

Fortunately, it's not too late to regret it.

His girl was unmarried and he was single. This was their last chance, so they were willing to use any means necessary, even if it meant becoming the kind of person they despised the most.

It's all worth it if he can win back his girl.

Pei Yun Chu became even more determined in her decision. She raised her head, her gaze resolute as she reached out her hand to Liu Zhi Yi.

"Little Yi, I acted impulsively just now. I shouldn't have hit you. I apologize. Please forgive me this time, okay? Come back and stop making a fuss. I promise you, from now on, I'll listen to everything you say, okay?"

Liu Zhiyi wanted to argue with him in order to stall for time as much as possible.

But when the moment actually arrived, I realized that ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh.

For example, right now, she really can't bear to be disgusted and pretend to be friendly with the man in front of her.

To be precise, Song Hanchuan exudes a scholarly air, a refined and gentle man, while Pei Yunchu is a dashing and imposing figure.

Before meeting Song Hanchuan, her ideal boyfriend in both her lives was someone like Pei Yunchu in terms of appearance and personality.

This is also why she initially had a good impression of Pei Yun Chu and took the initiative to ask him for help.

She has always been a clean freak, and even when she has difficulties, she always seeks help only from her own people.

Before Pei Yun Chu proposed taking her as a concubine, she almost considered him one of her own. Fortunately, she woke up to the truth in time and cut her losses.

Meeting Song Hanchuan was a completely unexpected and delightful surprise.

She never imagined that someone who wasn't her ideal type in any way could still touch her heart time and time again, making her fall deeper and deeper into his arms, until finally she willingly gave him her whole heart.

It was Song Hanchuan who taught her a lesson.

What are your criteria for choosing a partner?

When you finally meet the right person, you'll find that all standards no longer matter, and all bottom lines are no longer bottom lines.

Because what touches people's hearts most in this world is a whole, genuine heart that burns with love.

Someone who truly loves you will unconsciously center their life around you, think what you think, and love what you love. How could they possibly do anything to displease you or cross your bottom line?

Song Hanchuan is such a person.

How fortunate Liu Zhiyi is to have met such a good man in her life.

This was something that Pei Yun Chu could never understand, and she was too lazy to explain it to him.

Not enough words to speculate.

The two stood facing each other. Liu Zhiyi's gaze was deep, and she drew her sword, subtly showing Pei Yun Chu her attitude.

Seeing her like this, Pei Yun Chu was enraged again, said "stubborn to the end," and charged over with her sword.

However, he did not draw his sword; he used only the hilt, indicating that he was still leaving room for maneuver with Liu Zhiyi.

But Liu Zhiyi dared not let her guard down for a moment.

Because she knew in her heart that if Pei Yun Chu were captured, she would definitely lose her innocence, given Pei Yun Chu's current stubbornness.

As a modern person, she doesn't care too much about chastity, but she has obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness and can feel disgusted.

Therefore, she was prepared for a do-or-die battle.

Pei Yunchu stood tall and straight, his eyes resolute, the sword in his hand gleaming with a cold light, as he thrust it toward Liu Zhiyi.

Liu Zhiyi, with her lithe figure, dodged to the side while simultaneously retaliating with her sword. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were resolute and composed, her clear pupils bright and captivating, and her sword danced like a snake in her hand.

The two swords clashed in mid-air, producing a crisp sound.

Pei Yun Chu was indeed a great general who had fought on the battlefield; his swordsmanship was sharp and his attacks were fierce.

Even when holding back, a single strike is still a deadly move.

Liu Zhiyi was completely unable to withstand this powerful aura, so she could only nimbly dodge the man's attacks, using skill to overcome force.

And they launch counterattacks from time to time.

The two of them went back and forth, fighting inextricably.

After more than thirty moves, Liu Zhiyi's strength gradually gave out, and in the fierce fight, Pei Yunchu gradually gained the upper hand.

The most important thing on the battlefield is endurance, and Pei Yun Chu is clearly a king in this regard. After all, his title of War God General is not something he earned lightly.

He stood firmly on his feet, wielding his sword with effortless skill. Liu Zhiyi's hands went numb from the impact, her arms trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but pant heavily, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

I frowned inwardly, knowing that things couldn't continue like this.

So, when Pei Yun Chu's sword sheath swung towards her, her arm went limp, and she pretended to be unable to fight back. After screaming, she fell backward.

Pei Yun Chu was indeed fooled. He was shocked and stopped his strength, about to rush over to check on her injuries.

Liu Zhiyi quickly seized the opportunity, twisted her wrist, raised the sword high, and then swung it forcefully.

A sharp sword aura flew out from the sword and shot straight towards Pei Yun Chu.

Upon seeing this, the man quickly swung his sword to defend himself.

With a loud "boom," the two forces collided, producing a piercing, screeching sound.

Pei Yun Chu was forced back a few steps, while Liu Zhi Yi pressed her advantage and launched a new round of attacks.

"Pfft-"

The sound of a sharp weapon tearing through silk and piercing flesh filled the air, and the surroundings fell silent instantly, save for the occasional bird call and the chirping of unknown insects.

Pei Yun Chu stared blankly at the dagger stuck in her chest, and gave a self-deprecating smile.

He approached Liu Zhiyi step by step, and with each step, the dagger pierced deeper into his flesh.

He seemed oblivious, his eyes bloodshot, so red they looked like they could drip blood, and his voice trembled.

"You want to kill me?"

"Alright, to die by your hand, it's not a wasted life."

Liu Zhiyi frowned. In both her lives, she had never killed anyone, but she would never let a tiger return to the mountain.