The improved female villains regained their memories.

She believed in her master, but she was still afraid.

That unknown, solitary fear terrified her.

But after seeing Yang Pingsheng, she realized that there were people like her in this world.

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But taking half a step back created distance between them.

"Why are you backing away, junior brother? Am I wrong?" The fear from just now still lingered in his heart, but with his blood boiling, Zhou Jinyu approached Yang Pingsheng without regard for anything else.

"Senior sister, I think you've misunderstood me. I've never been what you think I am."

"Throughout my life, I've never thought you should be the way I imagined you to be. I just want you to understand that you and Ye Buxin are different!"

She clenched her fists tightly, suppressing her inner fear: "No matter how similar our ideals are, you are ultimately not on the same path. In all the years since I left the mountain, I have been investigating Ye Buxin. Now I can tell you clearly, you are really not on the same path. Back then, the fire at the Chu King's Palace... Do you need me to make it any clearer?!"

The shadows that had sprung up behind them, and the green hue surged once more. Yang Pingsheng roared, "Senior Sister!"

Zhou Jinyu mustered her courage and said loudly, "You are really not on the same wavelength. Nobles and commoners are worlds apart. Ye Buxin's name isn't even that; it's called Yan..."

boom.

The powerful impact forced Zhou Jinyu to lean against the wall.

Yang Pingsheng covered her mouth, his eyes cold: "Zhou Jinyu, I advise you, never, ever say this name."

That once powerful, youthful voice now carries a murderous aura, all for that unreachable horizon.

"Please, senior sister, I don't want to kill you."

The man uttered chilling words.

"Waaah..."

Yang Pingsheng let go, and Zhou Jinyu slowly slid down the wall.

Two lines of tears streamed down her cheeks. Wuyun meowed and struggled to her feet. She limped over to Zhou Jinyu's side and licked her hand.

Yang Pingsheng squatted down, placed his hand on Wuyun's body, and while treating it, his tone softened: "Senior Sister..."

"I understand."

Zhou Jinyu wiped away her tears, interrupted Yang Pingsheng's treatment, and picked up Wuyun.

She walked step by step toward the door, and Yang Pingsheng stood up and watched without making a move.

"Whatever information you want, I will still give it to you. Recently, due to the rainy season, your room has become too damp. I have added some protective magic items for you, which are hung at the door."

Zhou Jinyu didn't turn around and stopped at the door.

As she spoke, her tone calmed down, and her earlier sobbing seemed like a phantom.

"You've made such a big scene today, it's impossible to hide it from the King of Qin. You should go find your senior brother as soon as possible and tell him what happened."

"that's it."

She left and never looked back.

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The room was filled with the aroma of tea. The two sat facing each other, and Ye Buxin placed a steaming cup of tea in front of Yang Pingsheng.

"That woman was smart enough," Ye Buxin said coldly. "I really wanted to kill her just now."

She was never a soft-hearted person. Even if the Ghost Valley Sect didn't allow its disciples to kill each other, she wouldn't care. She had wanted to get rid of Zhou Jinyu for a long time. If it weren't for Zhou Jinyu's ability to gather intelligence for Yang Pingsheng, and Yang Pingsheng's intercession, she might have made her move back at the Ghost Valley Sect.

Those who lack self-awareness know that heaven and earth are inseparable, and no matter how cold or heavy the rain and snow are, they are merely passersby in each other's lives.

Why can't you just play your role properly instead of having unnecessary fantasies?

“But that woman was right about one thing, and that is about Fusu’s side.” Ye Buxin looked at Yang Pingsheng, “Pingsheng, what do you think?”

Yang Pingsheng held his teacup, the steam rising around him, and said, "We are both disciples of our senior brother. Your assassination attempt was essentially an attack on our senior brother. Just tell the truth; there's nothing to hide."

"With your spatial abilities exposed, it's probably impossible for you to hide your strengths now."

“It’s alright,” Yang Pingsheng said. “We always need to take things a step further.”

"You did this on purpose!" Ye Buxin realized something. "If we become too deeply bound to Fusu, we won't be able to sever ties if something unexpected happens in the future."

"Why should we give him up?" Yang Pingsheng said. "In today's world, there is no better ruler than Fusu. In addition, he is our senior brother and has always been benevolent. If we assist him, we can also realize our ideals."

"But the people from Jixia Academy are targeting him. Have you forgotten about that woman's information?" Ye Buxin tapped the table. "My assassination attempt was very likely orchestrated by Jixia Academy."

Before Yang Pingsheng could reply, she continued, "The capital has long been under martial law. The attacker sneaked in before us and wasn't discovered. Think about it, where could he be hiding? The Prince's Mansion, the Li Mansion, the Qin Prince's Palace, or even our young master's residence. All of these are possibilities."

"Yes, I did say before I left the mountain that I wanted to join Prince Fusu, but I came for the books in the Qin Palace. Now that we have the right to enter and leave, we can focus on studying them. If you take the lead and become too closely tied to Fusu, and something happens, then..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Pingsheng had already stood up.

"My senior brother contacted me and asked me to come over," he said calmly.

"call......"

Ye Buxin took a deep breath, trying to suppress his agitated feelings.

Zhou Jinyu, who wanted to steal her confidante, was driven away, and now Fusu has come along.

Which is more important, the relationship between ruler and subject or the relationship between confidants? If you ask Ye Buxin, it would definitely be the latter.

Of course, the two can coexist, but they cannot coexist in other people, Ye Bu thought darkly. If she were a princess of Qin, she would have killed Fusu long ago. The people of Jixia Academy are dawdling and dawdling, I don't know what they are dawdling about.

"Alright, go ahead." Ye Buxin glanced at Yang Pingsheng's untouched tea. "Drink your tea before you go."

"We'll drink when we get back."

"Drink your tea first!" Ye Buxin glared. "You're not even willing to drink the tea I brewed for you?"

Yang Pingsheng remained silent, picked up his teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

He showed the teacup to Ye Buxin and said:

"You can give me a little more trust."

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"Your weapons always break easily. This sword is a magical artifact I made, called the Tiger Roar Sword. I'm giving it to you."

The snow on Yunmeng Mountain had fallen again sometime earlier, and outside the window, the world was a blanket of white. A girl's voice rang out, followed by a long sword with beautiful patterns.

This was crafted by her own hands; the entire blade is imbued with Ye Buxin's essence.

"This Dragon Roar Sword is mine. Dragons fly in the sky and tigers run on the ground. From now on, with the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers, my life is in your hands.

My confidant, we are so alike, so in sync.

The music of the zither and the dance of swordsmanship filled the air; a tiger roared to the sky, and a dragon responded, appearing and disappearing in the heavens.

I used to distrust everyone.

The State of Chu was already corrupt; in such an environment, even blood relatives could not be trusted.

But I believe in you.

I can analyze other things rationally, but I can't think rationally about you.

Because you are my confidant, my dearest friend, and the object of all my emotions.

You are someone I can completely trust.

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"Are you saying this because you think I don't trust you?!"

Ye Buxin got angry.

She flipped the table, and like a phantom, she stepped forward, grabbed Yang Pingsheng's clothes, and pinned him against the wall.

"Give you more trust? Haven't I given you enough?"

"You know my past, my real name, my plans, and my ambitions."

"You know everything about me!"

“I once swore that I would never let anyone else in this world know my real name again. Those past events were long ago consumed by fire. Anyone who dares to restore them will die! That woman dug up my past, and she deserves to die for both reason and emotion.”

"I only spared her life because of you!"

"You think I don't trust you now? Who said that to you, Fusu or that woman?!"

She was so agitated that she roared.

This was probably the first time she had been so excited since the two became close friends.

“Calm down, that’s not what I meant,” Yang Pingsheng said. “I just think you can also leave things to me.”

"..."

His anger dissipated instantly, and Ye Bu calmed down, asking, "What do you mean?"

“I know what you want, but today’s assassination attempt made me realize that since the Jixia Academy has decided to take action against Fusu, it will definitely not let go of those people he relies on.”

"In that case, why don't I become the important person? Anyway, I have high defense, so you can stay behind the scenes and focus on your research."

Ye Buxin loosened Yang Pingsheng's clothes.

She walked back as if nothing had happened, snapping her fingers as she did so.

The overturned table, the shattered teacup, the spilled tea—everything was restored. She sat back down in her seat, her face turned to the wall beside her.

"Um......"

Her voice was a little soft.

Come back soon.

Chapter 604 I'm Angry

Ye Buxin didn't know what Yang Pingsheng and Fusu talked about.

All she knew was that Yang Pingsheng hadn't returned immediately. The freshly poured tea for him remained there until late at night, when the hot tea had gone cold, and there was still no news of Yang Pingsheng.

She really wanted to make contact, but thinking of her current predicament, she forced herself to restrain herself and instead studied the classics.

"He won't die anyway."