The improved female villains regained their memories.

After he married the eldest daughter of the Wang family, Meng Ying never came to the young master's residence again. The person who took care of him became the eldest daughter of the Wang family. Yang Pingsheng had met her; she was a very beautiful girl who was also very kind to Fusu. Her manners and conduct were impeccable.

With her around, Fusu was less dejected and his mental state improved significantly.

When Meng Ying was mentioned, Fusu simply smiled and said, "In my life, once I've made a choice, I can't regret it."

He said, “Meng Ying is indeed very important to me, but the world is more important. I cannot give the world to people like Li Si and Zhao Gao. I have to fight against them. For this, I need the help of the Wang family. The Meng family has a grudge against the Li family and will naturally stand on my side.”

Although he spoke with a smile, his words were terrifyingly cold. Yang Pingsheng looked at his increasingly haggard face, which he tried his best to conceal, and wanted to say a few words of encouragement to him, but instead he was encouraged by him instead: "So Pingsheng, don't regret it. A real man makes a decision when he should. You can say sorry, but you can never say you regret it."

If you combine this, it will disappear over there. If you combine that, it will disappear over here.

Yang Pingsheng chose Zhou Jinyu to prevent an internal war within the Guigu Sect, while also preserving the resources Ye Buxin needed to recuperate. This was his choice, and he could not regret it.

Now that he is married, he needs to shoulder his responsibilities as a husband.

Both he and Fusu were like this.

Therefore, Fusu stopped singing "Peach Blossom" and also drank very little alcohol, devoting himself wholeheartedly to the court.

The next day, the Qin court reconfirmed the time and details of the First Emperor's tour. After the court session, Yang Pingsheng found Fusu and told him his decision.

“I’m safe in the capital, with my senior sister’s influence and my second senior brother’s help,” Yang Pingsheng said. “But I’m worried about you, so I’ve arranged for all my brothers to be in the patrol team this time. I’m also giving you my talisman. I’m not at ease with you without Meng Ying by your side.”

He said twice that he was worried, then stuffed a specially made talisman into Fusu's hand and told him that he would rush to his aid no matter what if he encountered danger.

Fusu listened with a smile, looking like an older brother who had watched his younger brother grow up. After Yang Pingsheng finished speaking, Fusu said, "Don't worry about Pingsheng. No matter what, I will always be by my father's side. But it's different for you. After I leave, you will have to face the siege of Li Si and Nangong Qingyang alone."

If anyone was worried, it was Fusu who was worried about Yang Pingsheng.

Li Zhujun was Li Si's spy, and her sister was with Nangong Qingyang. He could turn against her at any time. Although Zhou Jinyu was good at creating momentum, she was completely clueless about fate. Back then, she was instigated by Nangong Qingyang to attack Ye Buxin.

Under such circumstances, how could he leave Yang Pingsheng alone?

However, the First Emperor needed someone by his side, and no one was more suitable to be by his side than Fusu. Therefore, no matter what, Fusu had to make this trip.

He held Yang Pingsheng's hand, reluctant to part for the first time: "Back in the Ghost Valley Sect, among all of you junior brothers and sisters, you were the one I worried about the most. I originally thought that after you left the mountain, I would let you devote yourself to studying various killing moves, and together with Junior Sister, you could focus on standing behind the scenes, and I would help you block those treacherous conspiracies."

"But fate is fickle. You were the one who spyed on Baiyue and prevented the internal war in Guigu Sect. Now you have to face the court alone again. In my life, I, Fusu, owe you too much."

He patted Yang Pingsheng's hand, his emotions so sorrowful and profound: "I am indeed an unqualified senior brother. In any case, Pingsheng, take care of yourself. You and I are different; you don't have to worry about the world."

"A simple life is good for you too."

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Fusu's words resonated deeply in Yang Pingsheng's heart.

The gentle breeze and bright moon of my memory, I don't know when, have become covered in dust and fallen from the heavens.

The former Fusu was so imposing and majestic. Standing there, he seemed invincible. His towering figure convinced everyone that he was the one who could lead the world back on the right track.

Was it Meng Ying's affair that had such a big impact on him? Or is this how things turned out after their destinies were swapped?

Yang Pingsheng didn't know.

All he knew was that Fusu had learned to compromise and make concessions; he no longer insisted. This man who had learned the power of fate also began to lament the unpredictability of destiny.

On the day he left, he rode alone on horseback, following the First Emperor's entourage.

Standing atop the high building, Yang Pingsheng watched his departing figure and recalled his words about the fickle nature of fate.

He shouldn't have done that, none of them should have done that.

But what should they do? Yang Pingsheng didn't know.

Humans want to do many things, but compared to this country and this world, human power is still too insignificant. No matter how much one cultivates immortality or how much power one possesses, there is no way to transcend it.

There will always be stronger people, and there will always be higher mountains.

There was a time when Yang Pingsheng felt that Ye Buxin was that person, and Fusu was also that person.

They are all people who can bring peace of mind to the world and guide it onto the right track.

But now, one is asleep, and the other is deeply embroiled in court infighting and unable to extricate himself.

Why is it always so difficult to accomplish anything in this world?

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After the First Emperor and Fusu left the capital, Li Si took control of the political situation in the court.

With him wielding great power and the assistance of Nangong Qingyang, the Fusu faction undoubtedly suffered a devastating blow.

Yang Pingsheng simply moved from the mansion to the young master's residence, staying up all night every day to discuss strategies with Fusu's men.

Both the Wang and Meng families were targeted to varying degrees, but the difference was that the Wang family was won over while the Meng family was suppressed. The opposing side divided them one by one, and the methods of fate were unpredictable. Even Yang Pingsheng was helpless.

The Wang family's attitude began to waver. A month after Fusu left, the eldest daughter of the Wang family left the young master's residence and returned to the Wang family, choosing to stand with her maternal family.

With repeated setbacks in the imperial court, Yang Pingsheng dared not rest day and night, pondering a way to break the deadlock. In his darkest hour, it was Zhou Jinyu who stayed by his side.

Knowing that Ye Buxin's cultivation resources had never been interrupted, he stopped going to look for them.

He no longer had time to see Ye Buxin, even though he was at the young master's residence.

"I can't let this great situation be ruined in my hands. If I fail, how can I explain it to my senior brother?"

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to go into the deepest and most vicious political arena to help his senior brother reclaim what belonged to him.

But things backfired.

Three months after Fusu left, Wang Jingxing visited the young master's residence.

That evening, Li Zhujun left.

As luck would have it, they were completely absorbed in Yang Pingsheng's burst of Xiangliu clan demonic power.

Fusu's forces have entered their darkest hour.

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When Yang Pingsheng woke up, he was no longer in the young master's mansion, but in a room in the courtyard. Zhou Jinyu reapplied the formation to help him suppress the demonic energy.

In his half-conscious state, he vaguely saw the tear stains under Zhou Jinyu's eyes as she approached.

It was seven days later when Yang Pingsheng finally regained full consciousness.

He had just regained consciousness when he used his spiritual energy to break the formation. The commotion attracted Zhou Jinyu, who pushed open the door and quickly added another layer, asking in surprise, "Pingsheng, what are you doing?"

Yang Pingsheng said, "Give me the latest intelligence from the imperial court."

Zhou Jinyu shook her head: "Pingsheng, you need to rest."

Yang Pingsheng roared, "Give it to me!"

Zhou Jinyu paused for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Pingsheng, during the days you were unconscious, the people I had placed in the court were purged, and now I have no control over the situation in the palace."

Yang Pingsheng was stunned: "Senior sister, why is this?"

Zhou Jinyu said, "At that time, I was taking care of you and couldn't think of anything else."

Yang Pingsheng collapsed onto the bed.

He remembered his senior sister's words: "No matter what you do, I will support you."

No, she won't.

Yes, he should have realized it sooner. How could she possibly support him in everything? She's his wife, not his confidante.

Zhou Jinyu rushed to his side, crying, "Pingsheng, let's not get involved in these things anymore, okay? You've done your best, you've done right by your senior brother. We won't fight them anymore. The Xiangliu clan's demonic energy is too domineering. If this continues, Pingsheng, you'll die young."

Yang Pingsheng gave a bitter laugh.

The Xiangliu clan's demonic energy didn't erupt earlier or later, but it just so happened to erupt at this time, which suggests that the opponent used the power of destiny.

Li Zhujun left for her younger sister, and Zhou Jinyu disregarded the spies in the court because she was worried about him. The fates of these people were truly calculated by her.

Before Fusu left, he told him that a simple life was just fine. Was this because he saw this point?

Did he mean to compromise when he said that to him?

"Heh...that's really true, fate is unpredictable..."

Yang Pingsheng stared blankly at Zhou Jinyu, his mind reeling as he listened to her sobs.

Do you really want to give up?

Is the world we finally unified really going to fall into the hands of those people?

A multitude of complex emotions piled up, amplifying the sadness.

He also wanted to give up.

Perhaps, as Fusu said, a simple life is also good.

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"In your life, anyone can like you, because anyone can give you up."

"But you can't give up on yourself."

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He pushed Zhou Jinyu away and stood up.

Zhou Jinyu looked up at Yang Pingsheng with her face wet with tears.

"So be it if we're going to be purged," Yang Pingsheng said coldly. "Senior Sister, your influence is still there. Even if the Wang family sides with the Li family, the Meng family will still support us."

He walked outside.

Zhou Jinyu quickly wiped away her tears and followed after him: "Pingsheng, where are you going?"

"Go to the Meng Mansion."

He paused as he spoke.

"I'm going to find Meng Ying."

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He left in a hurry and didn't notice a sparrow landing on the long corner of the eaves.

It watched Yang Pingsheng and Zhou Jinyu leave, then spread its wings and flew into the sky.

It flew over the long street, out of the capital, into the woods, and landed in the hand of that figure.

The sparrow transformed into energy and merged with that person.