The improved female villains regained their memories.

Instead of looking at Wang Jingxing, who was giving him a headache, he looked to the side and his gaze fell on Nangong Qingyang, his expression softening slightly.

He smiled again and said, "Miss Nangong, I have already asked my father about the thousand-year-old ginseng you asked me to use to treat your sister. The Qin Palace does indeed have such a treasure. However, the laws of our Great Qin are strict. Even though I am a prince of Qin, I cannot use such a treasure at will."

Nangong Qingyang quickly stood up and bowed: "Young master, I still maintain that I am willing to pay any price as long as my sister can be cured."

Fusu quickly waved his hand: "Miss Nangong, you are exaggerating. Since you have come to me for help, I naturally cannot abandon your sister. Moreover, Miss Nangong is very talented."

He pondered for a moment and said, "My father has given me a task. He has a batch of cultivation manuals, but they are all incomplete. I would like to ask Miss Nangong to help me see if they can be restored."

He added, "Whether or not it can be restored, I will do my best to find a way to help the girl obtain the thousand-year-old ginseng."

Nangong Qingyang bowed and said, "As you command, young master, I will do my utmost."

"Hard."

After going around the circle, it was finally Yang Pingsheng and Ye Buxin's turn.

Fusu's smile turned sinister. He glanced past Ye Buxin and looked at Yang Pingsheng: "Pingsheng, something happened yesterday?"

Yang Pingsheng nodded: "That's right, someone wants to assassinate me."

Fusu asked, "Did you see the murderer's face clearly?"

Yang Pingsheng said, "I didn't see it clearly, but it left a mark."

Ye Buxin watched the two of them talking back and forth with amusement, thinking that Yang Pingsheng had indeed been hiding something from her.

It seems she has every reason to be angry; Zhou Jinyu didn't steal her confidant, but Fusu is about to.

These two had clearly spoken last night, but now Fusu acted as if he knew nothing, pretending not to know and saying, "Since you left a mark, that makes things easier. If you find any trace of the murderer, just let me know, and I'll personally lead a team to take him down."

Yang Pingsheng said, "The murderer is right here, right now!"

The lobby fell silent.

Ye Buxin sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. Zhou Jinyu looked at Yang Pingsheng with some surprise. Li Zhujun still had a smiling expression. Wang Jingxing held his sword and remained unmoved. Nangong Qingyang sat calmly in place.

Fusu smiled but remained silent.

Yang Pingsheng suddenly stood up, stood in the center, and looked around at everyone.

He closed his eyes, sensed something for a moment, and then suddenly pointed at Wang Jingxing: "The murderer is you!"

Wang Jingxing frowned at him: "Did a donkey kick your brain?"

Yang Pingsheng lowered his finger and suddenly pointed at Nangong Qingyang: "You're the murderer!"

Nangong Qingyang looked up blankly, almost not reacting: "Huh?"

You are the murderer!

boom!

No one saw how Yang Pingsheng moved. They only saw Nangong Qingyang fly backward, his chair and table turning to dust, and his tall figure crashing heavily into the wall like a ball.

hum-

The space trembled violently.

The various forces hidden in the capital all raised their heads, and they all felt the same familiar feeling as yesterday.

Fusu stood up, his smile gone, his face full of anger: "In my life, Miss Nangong is my honored guest. What are you doing?"

"Senior brother, she is the murderer who tried to assassinate me yesterday."

"Are you sure?"

I'm not sure!

He spoke with such conviction that no one could refute him.

"Insolence!" Fu Su angrily picked up an object from the table and threw it at Yang Pingsheng, but it was repelled by the protective spiritual energy around him. "You dare to hit people without knowing why? What do you take my Young Master's Mansion for? You think you're the only one who knows spatial magic? Fine, then create some immortal magic related to space for me. If you can't, I'll hold you accountable!"

"can."

"Get out of here."

Yang Pingsheng turned and left without stopping.

Ye Buxin got up to leave, but Fusu stopped her: "Junior Sister, wait a minute. I still want to ask you about the matter I gave you before, to see how your research is going."

Ye Buxin narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Yang Pingsheng's departing figure.

She was really angry, the kind of anger that you can't appease.

Chapter 605 You are the most important person to me

The birds sing sweetly, seeking the voices of their companions. Even those birds yearn for the voices of their friends. How much more so should we, as humans, seek not the company of our companions! — *The Book of Songs*, *Minor Odes*, "Cutting Trees"

I looked at his face, listened to his words, and resonated with him.

The words were moving, and I saw that future—at the end of that road, there was him and me.

Therefore, I am willing to give him a chance.

No matter how many times he makes a mistake, I'm willing.

Because we are soulmates, the purest relationship among human beings, and the only place I can place all my emotions.

Only when he's around do I realize that I, too, have such feelings.

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Emerging from the lobby, Ye Buxin walked toward her room with a dark expression.

Sunlight, like fine gold dust, filters through the tall, carved wooden windows of the ancient house, dappling the bluestone-paved corridor. A faint scent of wood mingles with the damp aroma of moss, as if one can hear the slow, relentless passage of time.

Yang Pingsheng leaned against the mottled white wall, his shadow elongated by the sunlight, blending into the surrounding tranquility.

His clothes swayed gently in the breeze, his sharply defined profile looked particularly striking in the sunlight, and his deep eyes were half-closed as he gazed at the end of the corridor, waiting quietly.

Ye Buxin walked out from there, not even glancing at her, and went straight past.

Yang Pingsheng waved his hand, and the space here was isolated. Ye Buxin stopped and looked at him coldly.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, leaving only the resonance of their heartbeats.

"You're angry."

"I can get angry?" Ye Buxin retorted, her tone sarcastic. "Am I entitled to be angry?"

She took a step back and said coldly, "Look at how well you two cooperate. It's as if you're the only ones who are truly close. Well, that's true. After all, a harmonious relationship between ruler and subject is always a good thing."

I wanted to say...

"What do you want to say? What do you have to say?" Ye Buxin became angrier as she spoke. "I gave you a chance to tell me with your divine sense, but what did you do? You only gave me a rough outline, and then you went to act with Fusu as if we were idiots."

“Bu Xin, I want to say…”

"Shut up, I'm the one speaking now!" Ye Buxin interrupted Yang Pingsheng without hesitation. "You asked me to give you more trust, but what about you? Have you given me your trust?"

"Look at your current spatial abilities, who do you think you learned them from?"

Ye Buxin flicked his hand, causing the surrounding magnetic field to become chaotic. He turned around and strode forward imposingly, saying, "Go find your Fusu. How wonderful, a flawless relationship between ruler and subject, just like Duke Xiao of Qin and Lord Shang. You'll be torn apart by five horses."

After she finished cursing, she took a few more steps forward.

"Ye Buxin".

"What are you doing!"

“Since it has been decided that I will be the one to take the lead, then by the same token, my relationship with my senior brother should also be closer,” Yang Pingsheng said. “It’s nothing for me to cooperate with my senior brother to complete a small plan.”

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I haven't been hiding anything from you, except for what happened this morning."

"That's exactly what I'm asking!"

"Because I think it's too stupid, and if I told you, you would definitely mock me again, so I'm too lazy to say it."

The air suddenly fell silent.

She couldn't bring herself to say many malicious things. If it were Ye Buxin's personality, she would not only mock her more but also give the person a clever way to use those words. However, the person who said those words was her confidant, Yang Pingsheng.

This statement was somewhat naive and somewhat funny, but to Ye Buxin, it was like a heavy blow.

She took a deep breath and felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.

Her sharp wit vanished completely; after a long pause, she finally managed to utter, "I didn't."

Yang Pingsheng nodded: "Okay."

The two fell silent again.

Earthy yellow and green hues surged and intertwined, and the isolated space gradually began to crack. Ye Buxin hesitated for a long time before saying, "I won't mock you. I want to know everything."

"Row."

She turned around and said, "I'm leaving."

Her voice was soft, but she tacitly approved Yang Pingsheng's regained right to enter and leave her room.

Yang Pingsheng followed, and the space suddenly shifted. The earthy yellow and green energy disappeared, and the two reappeared in the corridor.

Are you still angry?

Am I angry?

"That means you're not angry anymore."

"I told you, I'm not angry."

Next time, next time, that's the kind of time you can't coax them.

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This time, Yang Pingsheng finally told the truth.

Those three strange men were all old acquaintances of Fusu, but Fusu never trusted them and even suspected that they had connections with the remnants of the Six Kingdoms. However, since they openly came to surrender and were all old friends, Fusu could not easily take action against them.

Yang Pingsheng's actions in the main hall were not unfounded; he genuinely sensed the residual energy he had injected into Nangong Qingyang. This is why Fusu turned a blind eye to it.

Ye Buxin frowned as she listened. Finally, she couldn't help but interrupt Yang Pingsheng, saying indignantly, "Fusu is using you as a tool. He holds the moral high ground and refuses to do it, so he makes you the bad guy."

Yang Pingsheng said, "At least I didn't wrong Nangong Qingyang. The attacker fell for my methods and has remnants of my spiritual energy in his body. Nangong Qingyang was also affected by it."