There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

Chapter 251 Gu Nianli's Frank Confession
"Yes, that's right." Gu Nianli seemed to have gained a great sense of recognition and nodded repeatedly, "Are you willing to be this person?"

After hundreds of years in a sea of ​​spiritual loneliness, she finally encountered a piece of drifting wood.

So, she really wanted to catch him.

But seeing Li Lingge was silent, her heart, which had been silent for hundreds of years, became silent again.

"I'm too abrupt. Please wait a moment. I'll go put on a nightgown."

In this world, Li Lingge may be the last person she will see.

So, she didn't want to scare this special person away completely.

"Wait a minute!" Li Lingge called out to Gu Nianli who was about to turn around.

Hearing this, Gu Nianli paused, and then looked at Li Lingge with burning eyes, expecting what he would say.

Li Lingge hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to break Gu Nianli's fantasy.

"I don't want to agree to your honest confession with a deceitful heart."

He took a deep breath and told the truth.

"Because I'm not like other men who show strong possessiveness or aggression towards you, so you think I'm special, right?"

"Is not it?"

There was a hint of doubt and a hint of uneasiness in Gu Nianli's eyes.

Li Lingge shook his head helplessly, and then explained.

"That's because I'm always in sage mode every time I come here. You should understand...right?"

Having lived two lives, he believed that Gu Nianli should be able to hear the meaning of his words.

There is no such creature for a pure girl.

Especially the women in the previous life, when they were shy in private, men had nothing to do with them at all.

Sage?

model?
Gu Nianli, who always had a calm face and seemed to have mastered the supreme way of forgetfulness, now showed a rare expression of surprise.

She opened her red lips slightly and uttered a word after a long while.

"I was a little surprised."

The drifting wood in the sea disappeared.

Looking at the distraught Gu Nianli, Li Lingge didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.

"I think that even if I were to be honest with you, I, who has been lying all my life, would not be what you expect."

Gu Nianli opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

She really wanted a piece of driftwood, but only if it was real driftwood.

"Sorry, this is so sudden. This is totally different from what I imagined."

During this period of time, she had been looking forward to Li Lingge's return, looking forward to finding the person she was looking for.

However, this outcome was totally different from what she had expected.

Unexpected, yet reasonable.

Li Lingge said frankly.

"If you need me to, I can always come back after I enter sage mode, just like before."

He stood up and stretched out his arms.

"After all, I have taken off the cloak of lies."

Now, no matter whether he is in Nanyue, Western Zhou, or Da Chu, he will never sleep alone at night.

Therefore, he only needs to come back in the second half of the night or early morning.

It's even possible that he was drained during the day, like today.

For a moment, Gu Nianli fell silent again.

This confession after emptying the magazine made her wonder whether it was still a confession.

If one day the other party does not really enter the sage mode, or just suddenly decides to do so, will the two of them still be able to have a calm and frank conversation like they do now?
Gu Nianli's throat rolled and he felt a little worried.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the courtyard was somewhat awkward.

Li Lingge stood there, not knowing whether to go or stay.

After all, he came here this time to inquire about something important, but Gu Nianli came close to him and directly disrupted his plan.

For Gu Nianli, since he always came with the mentality of a sage, he was not sure whether he really had possessiveness towards the person in front of him.

Lingxi, Qiuyuebai, Diying, the Empress, Diwu Xuanji, Yun Sanniang, Baiji, in fact, he had the purpose of possessing these people in the beginning.

Lingxi, the nymphomaniac sword spirit, was purely an accident.

Moreover, at first he was just foolishly trying to complete the plot and had never thought about possessing Lingxi.

As for Qiuyuebai, everything happened just because of detoxification.

The reason why I fulfilled Di Ying's wish was more out of guilt.

A good heroine's luck was completely destroyed because of him.

Faced with a guard who just wanted to be ravaged by him, he couldn't refuse.

He wanted the pure essence of the Saint Realm to help him practice, or even to control a Saint Realm for his own use, so he took possession of the Empress.

Diwu Xuanji and Yun Sanniang both received rewards for weakening the Son of Luck.

Bai Ji is even simpler, his Jingping Taoist body was created for a double weekend.

He is not a real saint. If he doesn't eat it himself, does he wait for others to eat it?
As for the Queen Mother, her original purpose was just to take revenge on the Crown Prince.

By this calculation, he seems to be a scumbag.

Although Gu Nianli has been a female devil for so many years, she is still a lonely, sensitive, and literary girl who lacks a sense of security and identity.

Li Lingge sat back on the stool and waited quietly for Gu Nianli's answer.

At the same time, he did not shy away from appreciating that naturally perfect work of art.

Gu Nianli took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision in his heart.

She turned to make tea and asked at the same time.

"What are you doing here this time?"

Seeing that the other party did not go back to the room to put on her nightgown, but instead entertained him as usual, Li Lingge couldn't help but ask curiously.

"So what's your final answer?"

Gu Nianli put the teapot on the table, and then smiled with some relief.

"Perhaps there is no such perfect match in the world. I don't want others to ask me to do that. If I put myself in their shoes, I have no right to ask others to do that. Besides, this is your world."

She poured Li Lingge a cup of tea and said sincerely.

"Thank you for your candor."

She picked up the teacup and placed it in front of Li Lingge. Her long hair fell down, and a faint fragrance from her hair drifted into Li Lingge's nose.

"Besides, after the initial surprise, you didn't try to change me or possess me. You were just honest with me. I am already very satisfied."

Li Lingge picked up the teacup and his tone became a little lighter.

"It seems that I can continue to be a guest here?"

"I'll be looking forward to seeing you again." Gu Nianli smiled. "I've kept you here for so long. Let's get down to business."

Hearing this, Li Lingge pointed his finger and a map appeared on the table. It was the treasure map found in the golden chariot.

"This is a map hidden in the golden chariot of Daxia. It is said that when Daxia fell, it left behind a treasure for restoring the country. Is this true?"

Gu Nianli was undoubtedly the person closest to Daxia, so if he wanted to know about Daxia, he could only ask Gu Nianli.

Looking at the map, Gu Nianli fell into memories.

She did experience the demise of Daxia and had also heard about the rumors.

"There is indeed such a rumor, and it is said that a sword is needed to open the treasure. It seems to be called the Dragon Bird Sword."

Li Lingge couldn't help but laugh, and the next moment, the Dragon Sparrow Sword appeared in front of him.

Although this sword was only created by him in this world, the real sword is also in his hands.

"The Dragon Sparrow Sword is in my hand."

Gu Nianli looked at the sword and then told Li Lingge a secret that made his heart beat.

"Back then, Dafeng unified the country and was given the mandate by heaven. The imperial seal of longevity and prosperity carries the destiny of Dafeng. It has been passed down through the royal families of various countries as dynasties changed. You should know this, right?"

Li Lingge nodded, already having a vague guess in his mind.

"Are you saying that the imperial seal is in this treasure?"

"Almost certainly." Gu Nianli pointed his finger at the red dot on the ground. "The Imperial Seal has disappeared since the fall of Daxia. I don't think anyone can produce it even now."

Hearing this, Li Lingge couldn't help but nodded.

The imperial seal has been lost, and no one even knows when it was lost.

Because the only thing that can be confirmed is that the imperial seal was originally in the hands of Emperor Xia, but with the demise of Great Xia, disputes arose, and then three imperial seals suddenly appeared.

In order to consolidate their legitimacy, they all claimed that the imperial seal in their hands was authentic.

However, with the change of dynasties, the three imperial seals disappeared.

Therefore, many people suspected that the three seals were fake and no one had ever found the real imperial seal.

At this time, Li Lingge also understood what Gu Nianli meant. If this treasure was real, the most valuable item among them would be the imperial seal.

Come to think of it, how could the treasures used by Daxia to restore its country not include the imperial seal?

If it weren't for him, perhaps this treasure would have fallen into Tang Wei's hands.

"Thank you."

As if remembering something, Gu Nianli asked.

"Last time you said you were going to the academy to look for that... old bastard. Do you have an answer?"

Li Lingge smiled.

"He was talking in riddles to me and didn't tell me anything useful, but I knew who he was."

"who is it?"

"The first president of Tianshu Academy and also the founder of the academy - Zhang Wensheng."

"It turned out to be him."

Gu Nianli was obviously a little surprised, but then nodded.

"It was rumored that Zhang Wensheng died while trying to survive a catastrophe. It seems that he has gone into hiding."

Speaking of hiding, Li Lingge couldn't help but think of Li Changgeng again. "I fought with Li Changgeng, and suddenly I understood why you couldn't catch him back then. This person is indeed very cautious..."

After listening to the confrontation between Li Lingge and Li Changgeng, Gu Nianli felt the same way.

"It's this feeling that makes it impossible for you to catch him, and if you're not careful you'll fall into his trap and never be able to turn around."

Li Lingge nodded in agreement. He had to admit that if he didn't have the system, he would have died at the hands of Li Changgeng twice.

"Thanks for clearing up the confusion."

He couldn't help but look at Gu Nian Li Yi a few more times, then stood up and said.

"It's time for me to go back."

Gu Nianli stood up to see him off. She watched the figure gradually disappear in the bamboo forest. She stood at the gate of the courtyard for a long time.

Nanyue, Imperial Palace.

Wenren Houcong tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He got up and walked towards Shengde Palace, picking up the Yingfeng sword that had been covered in dust for many years.

He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, ready to draw it.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the sword did not move at all and did not come out of its sheath at all.

He was not a cultivator, and years of taking medicinal pills had already destroyed his physical condition. No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull out the sword in his hand.

Eunuch Liu on the side immediately stepped forward and spoke tentatively.

"Your Majesty, please let this old slave come."

Wenren Houcong handed over the Yingfeng Sword in his hand breathlessly, still feeling somewhat unwilling.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even pull out a sword.

However, Eunuch Liu gritted his teeth and pulled it out several times, but it didn't move at all.

Wenren Houcong glanced at Eunuch Liu with disdain, and felt inexplicably balanced in his heart.

"Pull them out together."

As he spoke, he grasped the hilt of the sword, while Eunuch Liu grasped the scabbard, and they both exerted force at the same time.

Canglang!

Wenren Houcong staggered and fell onto the dragon throne, his rusty sword unsheathed.

Looking at the rusty Yingfeng sword in his hand, he seemed to see himself.

“It’s rusty.”

Eunuch Liu on the side said softly.

"Your Majesty has not used it for twenty-three years."

"Twenty-three years."

Wenren Houcong's thoughts seemed to have gone back to twenty-three years ago, when he was also full of vigor and vitality.

He held the sword in his hand and slowly stood up.

"Someone, bring my horse here."

Soon, a horse was led into Shengde Palace.

Wenren Houcong pulled the saddle and tried to climb onto the horse.

But he tried twice in a row and couldn't get up.

Seeing this, Eunuch Liu immediately stepped forward, put his shoulder against his buttocks, and then pushed him onto the saddle.

Wenren Houcong mounted his horse and rode around Shengde Palace twice, holding the reins.

After only two laps, he dismounted, panting.

Over the years, his health has deteriorated significantly.

Even the elixir could not restore him to the man he once was.

Soon, the plump Concubine Dong walked into Shengde Palace with a cloak in her arms.

She put the cloak on Wenren Houcong and asked with some heartache.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Wenren Houcong, who was leaning on the dragon throne and breathing heavily, spoke.

"I just want to ride a horse, it's okay, it's okay."

Concubine Dong had already seen through his thoughts and said softly.

"Your Majesty wants to lead the army in person. This is beyond reproach for the sake of the country and the people, and I, your concubine, cannot say anything."

As she spoke, her voice was choked.

"But marching and fighting is exhausting, and the danger is unpredictable. If something happens to your majesty, what will I do?"

Concubine Dong held Wenren Houcong's hand tightly, covering her face and sobbing softly.

Seeing his beloved concubine in this state, Wenren Houcong felt helpless.

"The Chu army is now unstoppable, but there are no generals left in the court. The ancestral foundation of Nanyue cannot be destroyed in my hands."

"His Majesty."

Concubine Dong threw herself into Wenren Houcong's arms, and her tears wet the dragon robe.

Wenren Houcong raised his head and sighed, knowing his own pain.

It has been thirty years. How could he have turned his ancestral deity into this state?

Jia Mansion.

As a jar of wine rolled to the ground, Jia Wenhe, who never drank, became a little drunk.

Yan Donglou, who was sitting opposite, was shaking a little as he held the chopsticks.

"Thirteen rebel armies, seventy-two rebel kings, South Vietnam is completely finished."

He threw away the chopsticks in his hand and let out a long sigh.

I never expected that it would come to this just because of Sara South Vietnam.

At the beginning, he strongly supported the mutual trade between the two countries, and it was he who urged Hu Meilin to take the initiative to send troops. Now the mutual trade between the two countries has been cancelled, Hu Meilin has died in battle, and the border army has been defeated.

If Your Majesty wants to give an explanation to the people of the world, he will be the first person to die.

"Brother Jia, do you think I still have a chance to survive?"

Jia Wenhe squinted his eyes and glanced at Yan Donglou, pinching his fingers slightly, as if muttering to himself.

"There is still a glimmer of hope."

Hearing this, Yan Donglou immediately stepped forward and asked carefully.

"What life?"

Jia Wenhe leaned back in his chair and closed his heavy eyes.

"Give Li Lingge the irrefutable evidence that the Crown Prince of Chu secretly sold grain and grass to Nanyue. Whether he can survive depends on his mood."

Yan Donglou lowered his head slightly and fell into deep thought.

In order to save Nanyue, he made a deal with the Prince of Chu and purchased a batch of food and fodder that could support Hu Meilin in fighting a war.

Of course, this money came from His Majesty's treasury.

But, can such a simple piece of evidence make Li Lingge show leniency?
"What I am more worried about now is whether I can survive until the Chu army enters the city."

It's not even certain whether he can survive tomorrow morning's court session, and already many court officials are reporting him.

Jia Wenhe's voice became a little weak.

"Internal strife at this moment will only benefit the State of Chu. Your Majesty will understand this."

After all, Yan Donglou has been in the cabinet for many years and has many cronies. Your Majesty will not wield the butcher knife until this big tree has completely fallen.

Moreover, there is no point in killing Yan Donglou now.

He turned his head to look at the starry sky outside and muttered.

"I am the one who has no chance of survival."

The next day, morning.

Wenren Houcong threw the military newspaper in his hand onto the dragon table and stood up suddenly.

"After the Chu army marched south, they marched eastward for thousands of miles, as if they were entering an uninhabited area!"

"Now, they have reached Tongguan, and even Dongdu has fallen."

"The cities along the way were either defeated or surrendered. There was not a single garrison commander in the entire Eastern Capital who could resist the Chu army."

Bang bang bang!
Wenren Houcong slammed the dragon table heavily and said angrily.

"In the past 250 years, South Vietnam has never suffered such a great humiliation!"

"How can I face my ancestors? How can you face the imperial court?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wenren Houcong coughed for a while and sat back on the throne dejectedly.

The Minister of War stood up and spoke in a resounding voice.

“Your Majesty, it was Lord Yan who wanted to trade with the State of Chu, it was Lord Yan who insisted on switching from rice to mulberry, and it was Lord Yan who repeatedly urged Hu Meilin to fight a decisive battle with the Chu army.

Now that Hu Meilin has died in battle, thirteen bandit armies and seventy-two rebel groups have emerged in South Vietnam, the Eastern Capital has been lost, and the Chu army has reached Tongguan.

I have no troops to mobilize and no generals to send to South Vietnam, so how can Lord Yan not make mistakes?"

Yan Donglou immediately retorted.

"Changing rice crops to mulberry trees is a national policy designated by Your Majesty. It benefits the country and the people. If it weren't for the severe drought, the court would have been rich and strong by now. This is beyond human power to predict.

Hu Meilin and Yuwen Ji joined forces and almost broke Zhenyuan City. If it weren't for Li Lingge who showed up halfway and used his magic to cast thunderbolts, our Nanyue army would have already taken control of Chu."

He plopped down to his knees.

"I am sincere, Your Majesty, please understand!"

"Stop arguing!" Wenren Houcong clenched his fists. "It's already this late, and you're still fighting!"

Canglang!

He drew out the sword in his hand and said loudly.

"I have made up my mind. I will go to Tongguan and lead the army in person!"

"Report!"

At this moment, border battle reports arrived again.

"Your Majesty, Tongguan has been lost!"

(End of this chapter)