The improved female villains regained their memories.

Everything was both his choice and her choice.

She said she would live for him.

She did it voluntarily, passing on intelligence.

Even simply waiting here foolishly is her choice.

In this world, besides true friends, are there really people who live for others?

Yang Pingsheng held Zhou Jinyu in his arms, and suddenly burst into tears.

If you have no regrets, then why are you crying?

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My head hurts terribly.

The intense emotions overwhelmed him, nearly causing him to faint.

In a daze, he felt something rubbing against him. He looked down and saw a black cat.

Immediately afterwards, someone hugged him from behind.

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"Pingsheng, don't cry."

"If you cry yourself sick, I won't be able to leave in peace."

People say that if you have great regrets in this life, then in the next life, heaven will find a way to make up for your regrets in this life.

"My biggest regret is not that I can't be with you in this life, because I know that you don't like me, don't want to be my husband, you have your own things to do, and there is someone else in your heart."

"My biggest regret is... that I might not remember you in my next life."

"If I don't remember you, and you are so reckless and impulsive, and you get injured like you did when you went to Baiyue, who will take care of you? Who will cherish you? My greatest regret is that the memories of this life cannot be carried over to the next."

"Pingsheng (sobbing), I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself from now on."

"Stop pushing yourself so hard, stop degrading yourself. You are loved by someone."

"I really love you, Pingsheng."

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Words from her memory kept surfacing, all of them proof of Zhou Jinyu's love.

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"Junior brother, thank you for doing so much for me."

"Junior brother, can I hug you?"

"Look, junior brother, from now on we'll raise these together."

"But I live for you."

"Junior brother, you can rest and recuperate here with me. Junior sister has senior brother to take care of her, so don't worry."

"You never knew how good you were."

"Why can't it be me in my lifetime?"

"...I'm fine, Pingsheng, I just saw you were upset."

"I understand, Pingsheng, you blame me, I understand."

"You've given Ye Buxin so much trust in your life, can't you give me a little trust in return?"

"In life, it's never too late as long as you're willing to come."

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The final farewell was so uneventful, without any dramatic ups and downs, without any obvious signs.

She just stood there, looking at him, with a sad yet gentle smile.

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"I'm willing to wait as long as you come back."

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As the sound faded, Yang Pingsheng trembled as he took the magical artifact from her bosom.

She did not use the life-saving artifact he left her.

He picked up the arrow he had pulled from her body from the snow, looked at the Mo family insignia on it, and crushed it.

Sadness? Anger? Pain?

Unknown, chaotic emotions flowed wildly.

The earth rumbled, as if it were shaking Yang Pingsheng.

Driven by an unknown force, endless sorrow made it impossible for him to forget.

He released his spiritual energy, which enveloped her tightly, and the earth rose with a rumble, obscuring the falling snowflakes.

His senior sister was afraid of the cold, how could he let this blizzard turn her hair white?

Chapter 640 Jealousy

My hands are empty, and all I have left is bitter tea. My savings are meager, and my mouth is parched. I say I have no home.

My feathers flutter, my tail sways, my nest stands tall. Tossed and turned by wind and rain, my cry is mournful! — *The Owl* (from the Book of Odes)

Li Zhujun looked at Fusu.

How wonderful! Fusu is handsome, talented, from a good family, upright, and has a heart for the world. In terms of both character and ability, he surpasses him many times over.

When he laughed, it was no longer that sinister laugh, but a genuine laugh.

When he thinks about the past, his heart is always in a state of chaos, like a dark abyss. Sometimes, he envies Fusu and the ancient gentlemen in the books. For him, many things are luxuries: a person he loves, a person he wants to protect, and an ambition he wants to realize.

Li Zhujun is a spy for the Li family, and as such, he cannot have too many thoughts.

“But, Senior Brother, I don’t want to see you in such a sorry state as I am,” he whispered beside Fusu.

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The long few days finally passed, and Ye Buxin's experiment came to an end.

But the result she received left her somewhat bewildered.

In the distant sky, the red sun, like a shy maiden, slowly peeked its head over the horizon. At first, it was just a faint blush, gently coloring the clouds on the horizon, which seemed to be ignited, slowly transitioning from a deep blue-black to a brilliant orange-red. As the sun gradually rose higher, its light began to intensify, and golden rays shot towards the snow like sharp arrows.

Very beautiful.

She stood in the sky and watched as the spreading golden light shone on Yang Pingsheng, who was holding Zhou Jinyu.

"Second Senior Brother, tell me, did you choose me or her in your life?"

For the first time, Li Zhujun looked directly at his junior sister. When she asked that question, the light was blurring her face, and he seemed to see her obsession and her stubbornness for the first time.

Does love always require a choice? Perhaps for people like them, it is a choice.

"Junior sister, what's done is done, why ask?" he replied with a smile.

Yes, what's done is done. Since she's already decided that Yang Pingsheng has chosen her and taken this step, why should she care about his subsequent actions?

These words were laced with sarcasm and contempt. Ye Buxin was slightly moved. The dim light was obscured by shadows, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"That woman, Zhou Jinyu, will never find peace even in death."

She truly clung to Yang Pingsheng until her death.

She could have resisted, but she didn't. She gave up using Yang Pingsheng's secret weapon and calmly faced death.

On this land tainted by human desires, her death was so unforgettable that it made Ye Buxin nauseous.

Li Zhujun smiled and said, "But you've won. Her fate, her soul, are in your hands. From now on, she can't pose a threat to you."

Ye Buxin's expression softened slightly.

She took out the Destiny Chess piece from her bosom. After helping her change her fate, the piece reappeared in her body and turned colorless. It had many mysteries, one of which was that it could contain a person's destiny within it.

The Destiny Chess is a derivative artifact of the Destiny Game. Even a single piece is this powerful; if one could obtain the Destiny Game and combine it with Li Zhujun's will...

Ye Bu thought to herself, if that were the case, everyone's script could be performed according to her ideas, wouldn't that be better?

If this is the ending, then she will reluctantly endure the tragic farewell created by Zhou Jinyu. After all, although the tragedy is unforgettable, time will eventually wash everything away. When time comes, only she will be by Yang Pingsheng's side, and Zhou Jinyu will only turn into dust like those who died in battle.

Most importantly, her soul and her destiny are in her own hands; the reincarnation encounter she so desperately desires is simply impossible.

"That's right, my senior sister can no longer pose a threat to me."

Ye Buxin made a gesture of silent mourning, which attracted Li Zhujun's attention.

“Ping Sheng told me that Senior Sister is a very good person, and I actually think so too.” Ye Bu thought to himself, “It’s just a pity that she fell in love with someone she shouldn’t have, and used her despicable love to taint the relationship between me and Yang Ping Sheng.”

"That's such a pity, maybe I could have become friends with her."

The hypocritical face typical of nobles, coupled with arrogant words, made Li Zhujun's smile deepen. She had to remind her, "Senior Brother is here, and he's not in good condition either."

Ye Buxin looked over.

She saw her confidant, enveloped by the rising earth, exuding a murderous aura, silent as if he had become a different person.

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The riot instigated by Qi Pengju was eventually quelled.

They were still kept in the dark, but Ye Buxin knew that her scheme wouldn't be hidden for long, at least not from Fusu. Although Fusu, like Nangong Qingyang, couldn't see the truth from the chaos of fate, he was, after all, a participant and would soon realize that something was wrong.

At the very least, the forces that besieged them could not have been organized by Qi Pengju.

Now that Qi Pengju has been captured and the rebellion has been quelled, Fusu is gradually regaining power and has begun to quell rebellions in various places. Once this area is pacified, he will regain control of the narrative.

Ye Buxin could clearly see the look in Fusu's eyes when he looked at her through his incarnation during the rescue.

That look disgusted her.

Perhaps he finally realized that his enemy was not Nangong Qingyang, but Ye Buxin.

"Young Master Fusu?" Ye Buxin sneered.