The improved female villains regained their memories.

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A confidante, a wife.

Which one is more important?

Ye Buxin once told me that true friends are the most important thing. In this world, only true friends can rely on and trust each other.

But Zhou Jinyu said that his wife is the most important other half in his life.

So, which one is actually more important?

Yang Pingsheng was lost in thought, his heart shattered into countless fragments, each fragment interdependent, reflecting the face of Ye Buxin.

She chuckled and said, "Fool."

Was he wrong?

Is he too limited to the definitions of confidante and wife?

Why is it only now that he has seen his own heart clearly?

The most important person has always been her.

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Yang Pingsheng pushed open the door and stepped into the secret room where Ye Buxin was sleeping.

The place is exactly the same as it was a year ago, without any change.

This time, he didn't step forward, nor did he unravel the mystery on Ye Buxin's face. He simply stood at a distance, watching silently.

Ye Buxin, the princess who escaped from the palace, always believed that he was the one who saved her.

Although she was stubborn, she often said, "In my whole life, you are the only one in this world who acknowledges me." Therefore, she felt that he had saved her.

But Yang Pingsheng never thought that way.

His memories flew back to Guigumen, back to that night.

He was covered in blood and panting heavily in the training ground when he looked up and saw Ye Buxin standing not far away with a frown on his face.

He asked in a cold voice, "What is it?"

He thought Ye Buxin would just make a few sarcastic remarks as usual, but instead he heard her say, "You've developed a spatial killing move inside your body?"

Yang Pingsheng asked, "So?"

"Incredible." Her eyes gleamed. "This is simply a miracle. The human body is so fragile, yet you've managed to put space inside yourself."

"Yang Pingsheng, you are a true genius."

You think that I'm the only one in the world who approves of you, but isn't it also true that you're the only one who approves of me?

Chapter 623 Not By One's Own Will

Knowing you will come, I present you with a variety of ornaments. Knowing you will be compliant, I inquire after you with a variety of ornaments. Knowing you will be fond of me, I repay you with a variety of ornaments. —From "The Woman Says the Rooster Crows" in the Book of Songs (Zheng Feng)

It turns out that a long, long time ago, the first person to enter Yang Pingsheng's heart was Ye Buxin.

Despite his continued denials, he could not deny that the person who appeared in his dream that night while drinking was Ye Buxin.

They missed each other, cared for each other, and both felt lonely, as if they were walking on an unknown path.

That's why they felt incredibly lucky to have met.

If Ye Buxin hadn't exchanged her life with Fusu...

If Ye Buxin hadn't chosen that path....

If Zhou Jinyu hadn't ended up with Yang Pingsheng...

If none of these things had happened, perhaps they could have remained close friends forever, and then one day, at some crucial moment, that feeling would quietly change.

Just like the poem "The Woman Says the Rooster Crows" from the Book of Songs in Zheng Feng.

If that's the case, would it be the kind of love that Ye Buxin desires, one that transcends everything? Would it be the kind of eternal peace of mind that Yang Pingsheng seeks?

do not know.

Because there are no "ifs".

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After returning from Ye Buxin's place, Yang Pingsheng developed a drinking problem.

He didn't get drunk at Fusu's place, so he tried to get drunk when he was alone.

However, the uncontrollable spiritual energy would occasionally evaporate the alcohol, making it difficult for him to get drunk.

But he still felt drunk.

The spiritual fire before him gradually twisted and transformed into that green-clad figure, who brazenly barged in and smiled at him.

He reached out his hand, then hesitated. It was the woman in green who reached out and pulled him up.

"Ping Sheng, let's play the zither."

A guqin appeared beside him again. He reached out and touched it, slowly plucking the strings, and the woman danced gracefully once more.

Everything around me was burning, and the nameless fear turned into sorrow.

He recalled Ye Buxin's last words to him after he broke free from the forced life-swapping confrontation with Fusu.

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"I'm going to our usual spot now."

"I've placed the wonderful method for suppressing your physical defects in that place. If something happens to me this time, you must learn it for the rest of your life and suppress it yourself in the future."

"Take good care of yourself."

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Yang Pingsheng woke up in Ye Buxin's room. The demonic aura of Xiang Liushi was boiling over his body, which prevented him from falling asleep for long.

It was still pitch black outside, without a single ray of light.

Only then did Yang Pingsheng understand what Ye Buxin really meant by "take care of yourself".

He focused all his attention on the other person and often neglected himself. Ye Buxin didn't say it, but she remembered it all.

Confidant, confidant.

Yang Pingsheng reached for the wine jar and gulped down the wine.

How fortunate he is to have such a confidant.

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"In my life, do you know what a true friend is?"

"A true friend is someone who understands you deeply and feels a strong bond with you."

"I cherish you so much that I consider you my other half."

"The affection between us is the highest kind of affection, surpassing all others. In my entire life, no one can compare to the affection between us."

"Because you are my confidant."

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It turns out that feelings can be so unforgettable.

It is because of these feelings that people can be called human.

No matter how cold-blooded or rational one may be, deep down, there will always be such feelings.

Yang Pingsheng thought that perhaps Ye Buxin had been suppressing her feelings all along, and that's why she seemed so precious because she had poured all her emotions into him.

Aren't a close friend and a wife in conflict?

Perhaps my senior sister is right, but if there really is no conflict, then why am I feeling so upset?

Just like my senior sister said, if he can tolerate a confidante, can't he tolerate a wife?

He doesn't understand.

Yang Pingsheng raised his hand and touched the sunlight streaming in through the window; it was dawn.

He wasn't drunk that night after all.

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He pushed open Ye Buxin's room door and went out, where he met an unexpected person.

Second Senior Brother Li Zhujun was leaning against the wall, waiting for him.

"...Second Senior Brother?"

He was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Li Zhujun to come looking for him.

It was rare for him to have a smile on his face. When he looked over with his squinting eyes, even though Yang Pingsheng couldn't see his eyes, he could still sense his seriousness.

“Junior brother, you don’t need to wrong yourself,” Li Zhujun said. “If you don’t want to, then don’t. I can help you find the resources that junior sister needs.”

Yang Pingsheng was somewhat taken aback, not expecting Li Zhujun to stand by him at this crucial moment: "Second Senior Brother, you..."

“I don’t want to see you all like this.” He said, a rare hint of emotion showing in his usually cynical demeanor. “Perhaps, as my senior brother said, if I could, I really wouldn’t want things to turn out like this among us fellow disciples.”

He waved his hand, and all the flowers, plants, and trees arranged in front of the door turned into beans and automatically entered his sleeves.

He had been monitoring Ye Buxin, not only with the people he had arranged, but also with these flowers and plants.

“I don’t want my junior sister’s ambition to devour everything, nor do I want her to fall into the abyss because of her obsession.” He said, “Pingsheng, to tell you the truth, I did have the thought of killing my junior sister, because someone like her would definitely bring us great trouble, but after thinking about it, I decided against it.”

"Because you are here, only your relationship with her can restrain her."

At this point, Li Zhujun smiled helplessly: "Perhaps you yourself are not clear about your feelings for her, but it doesn't matter, junior brother. If you don't want to marry your senior sister, your senior brother won't stand on your side, but I will."

"I understand the feeling of being unable to control one's own destiny better than my senior brother."

Having said all that, Yang Pingsheng could sense the sincerity in Li Zhujun's words.

If you strike this side together, it will disappear over there. If you strike this side together, it will disappear over there.

Li Zhujun said, "In my life, I don't understand fate, but I do know that you can only control one of Zhou Jinyu and Ye Buxin."