The improved female villains regained their memories.

Ultimately, I still can't understand it.

You clearly have a childhood sweetheart who loves you, and her family is on good terms with yours. If the two families were to get together, there would be virtually no obstacles. It's not that you don't have feelings for your childhood sweetheart, but now you're saying that you must marry another little girl you've only met a few times. The main problem is that you and she are both just over ten years old.

Ling Shuxin couldn't understand.

"Young man, why are you so determined? Isn't it too early to talk about marriage now?"

“My mind is made up, Sister Ling, you don’t need to persuade me anymore.”

"But……"

"Sister Ling, it's too late tonight, so I won't bother you any longer."

In the end, Ling Shuxin still did not get a satisfactory answer.

Tonight, the sky was overcast with light rain. Yang Pingsheng, holding an umbrella, went home.

He was the only one on the dark path.

Not far ahead was the Yang residence, but someone was blocking their way.

Song Panning.

He looked at her; at the end of the road, she stood there, holding a basket with some fresh fruit in it.

The green leaf fruit, a specialty of the mountain town, is just as unique as the golden leaf fruit.

She stood there in the rain, without an umbrella. Her cold face was not softened, but her eyebrows and hair became much softer because of the rain.

Yang Pingsheng's expression softened, and he stepped forward to shield himself from the rain with his umbrella.

Why aren't you using an umbrella?

"..."

"What are you carrying?"

"Green leaf fruit, Father went hunting today and picked some to bring back for you."

Song Panning looked up, raindrops dripping down her cheeks.

"It's been a long time."

"Yes, you've been in seclusion for quite a while. When did you come out?"

"today."

"so."

"I heard some rumors and legends, which I didn't believe, so I went to verify them."

"and then?"

"The Lin family's daughter was sleeping in your room, and many people in your family saw her."

That's right.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Is there anything I want to tell you...?

Yang Pingsheng felt a surge of irritation.

Their conversation didn't sound like that of twelve-year-old boys and girls at all; it lacked any vitality and sounded like two deeply weary souls probing each other for their own purposes.

It's normal for him to act this way, after all, he's not a child anymore. But it's very abnormal for Song Panning to act this way; she shouldn't be like this.

Why use such language? What is their relationship? No! They are childhood sweethearts, friends, but definitely not husband and wife, lovers.

Yang Pingsheng pursed his lips. If that's not the case, then there's no need to make the atmosphere like this.

"I don't have anything to say to you. The rain is getting heavier. Let me take you home."

"You have nothing to say? Including her calling you after school every day in my place; including her climbing over the wall to find you every day, even late at night; including her pestering you with questions, asking if you really like her... are all these things?"

A chill ran down Yang Pingsheng's spine, and he shivered involuntarily. The twelve-year-old girl in front of him no longer looked like a girl, but had transformed into a mature and composed soul—a soul that he himself could not fathom.

"you……"

"Scared?" Song Panning sneered. "Yes, I bribed your servants and asked my followers to keep a close watch on your every move. I did all of that, and there's much more. Why do you think the academy instructors let you sleep like that? Why do you think your uncle's expression was unusual when Lin Wanjun first visited your house? It's simple, because they are all my people."

They are not from the Song family, but from Song Panning.

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight. In the shadows, Song Panning looked at Yang Pingsheng and said, word by word, "Your uncle, aunt, and academy tutors are all my followers."

Yang Pingsheng subconsciously took a step back.

Song Panning immediately followed and grabbed his arm: "Are you scared?"

The smile on her face was like ink spreading in water, dazzling and captivating. However, her expression was gloomy and terrifying. Her eyes, which were no longer clear and gentle as usual, were now filled with endless indifference.

The female villains are all precocious.

Wen Shihan learns the rules of survival, Luo Benmo contemplates good and evil, Xu Anlu comprehends the principles of benevolent rule, and Su Murong sees through the hearts and minds of people. Having traversed the first four worlds, Yang Pingsheng has gained some understanding of the precocious nature of the female villains.

However, Song Panning is different from the previous four.

Yang Pingsheng grew up and lived with her, completely unaware of these unusual signs. He was even unaware that he was already caught in Song Panning's inescapable trap. What she did to him had long become a habit, subtly ingrained in his very being.

If Song Panning hadn't brought it up today, Yang Pingsheng would never have thought of it.

He's an adult, yet he couldn't even see through a child's disguise.

“The Yang family is dependent on the Song family, and you are also dependent on me.” Song Panning grabbed his hand, looked at him intently, and said, “You are mine, and you will be mine for this lifetime and for all eternity, never to be separated.”

It's more morbid than Wen Shihan's obsession.

He was far more restrained than Lobenmo was in his extremes.

It was more controlling than Xu Anlu's love.

He was much calmer than Xu Anyin was crazy.

Their reluctance was far greater than Su Murong's; they were more persistent.

Song Panning was only twelve years old at the time. At only twelve years old, she had already completed the process of controlling everything about Yang Pingsheng.

Yang Pingsheng felt his mind go blank, unsure how to react. Fortunately, at that moment, the system spoke up:

"According to me..."

Yang Pingsheng's eyes suddenly became clear.

Song Panning was very strong. Because of her usual dance training, she had excellent control over her strength. Yang Pingsheng couldn't shake her off, so he stopped struggling and looked at her calmly.

"I know."

"……what?"

A flicker appeared in his usually calm eyes.

"Do you know... what that means?"

"I know everything you've done."

Yang Pingsheng looked at her and said, "That's why I want to marry Lin Wanjun."

"why?"

"Because she wouldn't do what you did; she's not as despicable as you."

Song Panning released her grip.

She took a few steps back, stepping into the rain, and stared blankly at Yang Pingsheng: "You called me despicable..."

"Isn't that so? Using such methods to control someone in a presumptuous way, isn't that despicable? Compared to you, Lin Wanjun would never do that. She would always respect me, be considerate of me, and care about me."

"These, I also..."

"The main thing is that she's gentle. You, Song Panning, aren't gentle at all."

Yang Pingsheng said in icy words:

"You're good to me, that's true, but you always act so arrogant, like it's your right to obey me just because I'm good to you. The way you look at me isn't like you're looking at a person, but like you're looking at a dog. Maybe you do this because I'm a good dog, obedient and able to satisfy your perverted desire to dominate."

"No, wait, I didn't..."

“You don’t consider me a friend, Song Panning.”

Yang Pingsheng stepped forward and stepped aside: "You just want me to be your slave."

"I……"

Song Panning lowered her hand.

"I didn't expect you to think of me like that..."

"Since you've done this, you have to allow me to think this way."

Yang Pingsheng stepped forward: "Go back to sleep, Song Panning, see you tomorrow."

Yang Pingsheng is gone.

His figure receded into the distance and disappeared into the rain.

"See you tomorrow……"

Song Panning's lips trembled slightly, her fists clenched tightly, and her fingertips turned white.

Is there even a tomorrow?

The crack has already formed; can it be repaired to its former state?

"Fine, you want freedom, fine, you want gentleness, fine, I can't give you any of that..."

Song Panning gritted her teeth.

"In that case, I'll let go."

"I'm letting go..."

The reason she went into seclusion this month was to study the ancestral precepts left to her by her father.

According to his father, the ancestral precepts were left behind by Song Qihao. When leaving the precepts, he also instructed that they must be passed down regardless of whether future generations could understand them or not, until someone who could understand them appeared.

The ancestral precepts are a code.

Song Xingtian couldn't understand it, nor could his father or grandfather, but Song Panning could.