The improved female villains regained their memories.

Even if he manipulated things, how can he be considered a good person?

Am I still a good person? Am I still a good person? Am I still a good person?

The black fire turned into flames and slowly burned.

In his hazy state of consciousness, he felt a chill all over his body, his heart was almost stopped, yet his voice was as loud as thunder.

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"It's been a long time."

"Yes, you've been in seclusion for quite a while. When did you come out?"

"today."

"so."

"I heard some rumors and legends, which I didn't believe, so I went to verify them."

"and then?"

"The Lin family's daughter was sleeping in your room, and many people in your family saw her."

That's right.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

In the rain, she didn't use an umbrella. Her cold face didn't soften, but her eyebrows and hair became much softer because of the rain.

He looked into her eyes, but felt no love; only annoyance.

Two weary and burdened souls tentatively explored each other; that was his feeling.

She might be even more terrifying than he imagined. That definition, that personality, and that controlling nature—so what if they were childhood sweethearts? Where was there any trace of childhood sweethearts between them?

Their eyes met, and he felt tired.

A veneer of hypocrisy covers the surface, but beneath lies a darkness and madness that even he cannot fathom.

nice guy?

He heard the sound of rain hitting the umbrella hard.

Can someone who pretends to be a good person really be considered a good person?

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"Are you really going to do this?"

"Is there a problem?"

"It won't hinder the plan, but I didn't expect you to be so ruthless."

“It’s better for Shi Guijia to treat her badly than to let her starve to death in the wild.”

"That girl has a very bad temper. Aren't you afraid that if you leave, the villain will abuse the child?"

"Then you'll make a move?"

"Leave her at someone's doorstep; her fate is in their own hands. Let's see if she's tough enough."

"Fine, let's do it my way."

He lowered his head and looked at the sleeping baby in his arms.

It wouldn't affect the plan, meaning he could keep the baby with her as he pleased, but the baby's future fate was beyond his control.

I hope you will be a good person in the future.

He muttered to himself.

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Inside the cave, a campfire burned, and the fox-girl lay in his arms.

She was very thin, practically skin and bones; in his eyes, she was a pitiful girl.

He stroked her head and wished, "I hope your wish comes true."

She wasn't a villain; she was just an ordinary girl. So he still wished her happiness and a clear conscience, free from the torment of being a villain.

He saw the girl's ears twitch, and smiled as he lowered his hand.

For a fleeting moment, he thought of the little fish.

He thought of the lively girl he had killed.

'I hope you live a long and good life, and don't die from intrigue or worldly traps.'

The flames of the campfire burned in his eyes as he slowly lowered his head, like the most devout supplicant.

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The system looked at Yang Pingsheng with trembling eyes.

But it was quickly stunned as it saw the black fire twist, go mad, and turn against it.

Those eyes were no longer resolute, but rather filled with confusion and wavering.

After asking that question, he fell into a long silence, then slowly got up and went inside.

He didn't lie down in the rocking chair, nor did he try to escape again.

The sun shone on him, casting a heavy shadow.

He nearly collapsed.

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In this land governed by rules, Jiang Mochang had no other choice but to rely on Bai Ze's power to observe everything in the main world.

She watched as the villains were torn apart, and as Yang Pingsheng was unable to escape.

She couldn't see Yang Luoyi, so she didn't know what the current situation was.

"Shameless, despicable, and cunning!" Jiang Mochang cursed angrily when he saw Yang Pingsheng almost collapse, but his heart ached terribly at the same time.

If it weren't for the ridiculous fate Ye Buxin arranged for him, and the ridiculous human chess piece that kept implanting his ideas into him, Yang Pingsheng's obsession as a villain wouldn't be so chaotic. But Ye Buxin has already nipped him in the bud, and the more Yang Pingsheng has of villainous obsessions, the more he can't extricate himself.

"Pingsheng, have you forgotten your true original intention? This shouldn't be what you're fixated on!" Jiang Mochang shouted angrily.

The land of rules was in turmoil, forcing Bai Ze to reveal himself and force her power back.

Its face turned ugly: "Jiang Mochang, you actually want to refine my Land of Rules? There should be a limit to your arrogance!"

Jiang Mochang glared at it fiercely: "Are you going to make a deal with me or not?"

"I'm not doing it. Give up."

"Alright, then I'll try to refine it every moment. Anyway, I have nothing better to do. If you're free too, then just keep me company."

"you!!"

Bai Ze was so angry he didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, it finally managed to stammer out, "You don't know what's good for you."

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Although Song Panning is intelligent, her physical condition does not support her to think for long periods of time.

Yang Luo used all his skills, almost offering his body to her as a tenth-grade magic weapon, but even so, Song Panning could only hold on for a quarter of an hour while in a state of intense thought.

Fifteen minutes later, she will definitely be unconscious for a whole day.

Yang Luoyi had no choice but to stay by her side.

At the most dangerous moment, Yang Luoyi really thought she was dead. One night, Yang Luoyi went out to investigate. When she returned, she found that Song Panning had regained consciousness once and was lying on the ground.

Qing Tian paced anxiously around her. Yang Luo stepped forward and, after examining her, was shocked to discover that Song Panning's internal organs were damaged, and she was already in a state of severe injury.

Even so, she still didn't die.

This recovery took the longest, a full week. A week later, Yang Luo stood by the bedside, looking at the weakened Song Panning: "Why did you push yourself to this extent?"

This was also a question that Yang Luo couldn't understand. Logically speaking, since she had no memory and no matter how much she trusted herself, she shouldn't have such deep feelings for Yang Pingsheng.

Then why did she...?

Song Panning chuckled a few times, drank the medicine in one gulp, and said, "What kind of feelings are you talking about? I really don't understand them now. Maybe I really loved your father before, but now, he is not the reason for me to work so hard."

"then you......"

“I can’t stand it when someone is arbitrarily controlling my destiny, so I’m doing this for myself.”

The black flames reignited, and even though she had lost her villainous destiny, it remained Song Panning's obsession.

"It's enough that I'm the only hypocrite. Heaven can't be, and it can't be, more hypocritical than me."

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During dinner, Xiaoyu said that she wanted to remarry Yang Pingsheng.

Yang Pingsheng didn't speak; he just nodded silently, his eyes hidden in the shadows, unfathomable.

In the following days, Xiaoyu was preparing for this event with great enthusiasm when the color red barged into Yang Pingsheng's life and forced its way into his eyes.

He watched all of this in silence.

A throbbing, or perhaps a lament, arose from the depths of my soul, as if something was reappearing.

The earthen wall of the courtyard was covered with a large red "囍" (double happiness) character, so bright it was almost blinding. It swayed gently in the breeze. In the courtyard, several old wooden tables were pieced together, covered with a red cloth. On the cloth were simple yet sincere food and drink. The wine pot was made of rough pottery, but it was also tied with a red ribbon.

There were no extra people; only a cat and a dog witnessed this scene.

Xiaoyu wore a bright red wedding dress, which, though not made of fine silk or satin, was still tailored to fit her perfectly. A happy smile radiated from her face, and the burning passion in her eyes was replaced by happiness, as if these things were her obsession. She busied herself arranging the final details, her eyes filled with love as she looked in Yang Pingsheng's direction.

The system leaned closer, as if to say something, but as soon as it looked up, it saw Yang Pingsheng's eyes, which were as deep as an abyss.

".......Meow~"

In the end, it didn't dare to say anything, meowed once, and shrank to the side.

Startled by the noise, several birds took flight in the distance, flapping their wings. Xiaoyu picked up two red wine glasses and walked up to Yang Pingsheng.

"Pingsheng, come, from this day forward, we shall be husband and wife."

"......"