The improved female villains regained their memories.

It turned out that Wen Shihan, seeing that his killing moves were ineffective, resorted to underhanded tactics.

boom!

Instead of the expected sound of flesh and blood being pierced, there was the sound of blades cracking. Wen Shihan watched coldly, then suddenly waved his hand, withdrawing all his moves.

"do not fight."

She turned and left.

Now it was Xiaoyu's turn to be surprised: "Where are you going?"

"I'm sleepy, time for bed."

She is an extremely intelligent person. Her two moves just now, one feint and one real, were both tests.

If it's an ordinary person, then teach them a lesson and figure out a solution the next day. If it's someone with power and connections, then wait until the situation is clear before making any decisions.

She does have many devastating moves at her disposal, but as Xiaoyu said, there's no benefit to them fighting each other right now.

What she needs to do now is to figure out her brother's situation and subtly infiltrate his life. There's no need to kill him on the first night.

Wanting happiness is fine, but Wen Shihan isn't the kind of person who's brainless.

Xiaoyu called out to her, "Wait a minute."

"what?"

"I suggest you stay quiet for now; you have a long life ahead of you."

Wen Shihan turned around: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing," Xiaoyu said, lowering her eyes. "Just a small suggestion: your return is only the beginning."

"Oh, whatever."

Wen Shihan stopped talking and walked forward.

As long as her brother is hers, she doesn't care about the rest.

The night was deep, and a cold wind blew through the bamboo forest, whispering tales of the young girl's awakening.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Heaven Shows No Mercy

The weather is bad today, gloomy and overcast, as if it's preoccupied with something.

The capital city was usually bustling early in the morning, but the gloomy sky made it feel somewhat oppressive.

Zuixianlou is a restaurant that rose to prominence in the capital. This restaurant has three unique features: its food, its wines, and its beautiful women.

Just like its name suggests, even an immortal would have to leave lying down after entering. Exquisite food, fine wine, elegant ladies by your side—a life of blissful indulgence, a truly worthwhile journey through the mortal world.

The owner of Zuixianlou is a mysterious woman, rarely seen by ordinary people. Some say she is a business genius who made Zuixianlou famous throughout the capital in just a few months. Others say she is a political broker, and that the restaurant business on the surface is just a facade, with high-ranking officials and nobles as her regular customers.

A strong background and abundant financial resources have made Zuixianlou a powerful weapon. But in reality, stripping away its veil of mystery, you'll find that Zuixianlou is actually nothing special.

The truly remarkable thing is the person who created it.

The owner of Zuixianlou, whose real name is Tianbulian, is a man who claims he will never receive any mercy from the heavens.

Beneath her delicate appearance lay a proud spirit, a quality Yang Pingsheng sensed the first time he met her.

Now, in the top-floor private room of Zuixianlou, Yang Pingsheng sat in a chair by the window, while Tian Bulian poured him tea.

"They delivered this year's new tea right after the start of the new year. You've come at the perfect time, have a taste."

Her voice was gentle and soothing, sending shivers down his spine. Yang Pingsheng looked up and saw Tian Bulian staring at him, her eyes shimmering like water, filled with deep tenderness that made it impossible to look directly at her.

If Xiaoyu is a gentle woman, then Tian Bulian is definitely a charming and alluring one. Her appearance is not as strong as her name and personality suggest; you can easily become captivated by her, wanting to shower her with all your affection and fearing she might suffer any injustice.

Originally, Yang Pingsheng had planned to go into town to buy breakfast this morning. Distracted by Wen Shihan's situation, he wanted to take a walk alone to think things through, so he didn't tell anyone. Unexpectedly, he had only just entered town and wandered around the breakfast stalls when Tian Bulian's men spotted him and dragged him here.

Right now, he was anxious about home, afraid that Wen Shihan would cause trouble again if he couldn't find him when he got up, so he had no mood to enjoy the tea and subconsciously said, "Good tea."

Tian Bulian chuckled: "Young Master Yang hasn't even tasted it, how do you know it's good tea?"

“Miss Tian,” Yang Pingsheng said seriously, “I’ve already told you, stop bothering me.”

Heaven showed no mercy when it began to entangle Yang Pingsheng on New Year's Eve.

Since it was the first New Year he would spend with Xiaoyu after retirement, Yang Pingsheng wanted to make it as grand as possible. Coincidentally, he had heard that the newly built Zuixianlou restaurant in the capital was quite good, and even had excellent viewing spots for lanterns and fireworks. Xiaoyu really wanted to go, so he agreed.

Preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner requires advance reservations. It was at the time that Yang Pingsheng made a reservation at Zuixianlou Restaurant that Tian Bulian happened to come downstairs, which was the first time the two met.

From then on, Tian Bulian began to pester him.

“Clinging to you? Young master, you jest. I never cling to anyone.” Tian Bulian smiled and said, “Your wife’s bracelet is with us. We’ve been thinking of returning it to you, but you’re always elusive. So, I had no choice but to use a little trick.”

She clapped her hands, and a maidservant outside the door approached, presenting her with a jade ring, which belonged to Xiaoyu.

Yang Pingsheng remained silent. This was how fate was—unforgiving, using various means to "kidnap" him. This woman was too passionate and too mysterious; if he could, Yang Pingsheng wanted to have no further contact with her.

"Thank you, Miss Tian. It's nothing else. I'll be going now."

Yang Pingsheng spoke quickly and bluntly, but Tian Bulian didn't respond. Instead, he said, "Young master, are you going to buy breakfast? Why don't you try the breakfast at our Zuixianlou? How about this, I'll prepare one for you as compensation."

She gave a wink, and the maid beside her nodded and turned to leave.

Yang Pingsheng quickly stopped him, saying, "No need, I'm leaving."

"Young Master Yang." The delicate voice suddenly took on a hint of grievance, "Do you dislike me that much? You won't even accept my breakfast, or is it that you, a dignified man, are afraid of a little woman like me?"

Yang Pingsheng looked at her coldly, but was melted by her tenderness. Her delicate and beautiful face, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, and her flawless white hands were undoubtedly the kind of things that could drive a man crazy.

His restless desires were turning into a wild beast, but Yang Pingsheng calmed himself down and forcefully suppressed them.

Seeing Yang Pingsheng standing there silently, Tian Butian smiled and took the initiative to speak: "Please sit down, young master. Don't worry, I won't harm you."

"..."

He sat down again, picked up the tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

Tian Bulian watched with a smile, then suddenly said, "Young Master, you seem to have something on your mind."

Yang Pingsheng put down his water glass and looked at her: "What?"

"Young master seems to have something on his mind, and it's all about love," Tian Bulian said with a smile. "I didn't see Madam this time, so I suppose you came into the city alone to clear your mind?"

"...My business is none of your concern."

"That's only right. Of course, I have no intention of prying into your privacy, young master."

Tian Bulian smiled, then suddenly whispered, "Young Master, are you aware that the one in the capital has been acting a bit strange lately?"

"What?" Yang Pingsheng was a little stunned, not expecting the other party to suddenly change the subject.

“That’s the one.” Tian Bulian chuckled in a low voice. “I heard he was troubled by love, and several of his associates in the capital have already been beheaded.”

"?"

Yang Pingsheng remained stunned, unsure of what to say in response.

Heaven, however, showed no mercy, saying to itself, "Since ancient times, nothing hurts more than love. People may not say it or think it, but deep down, they are born with love. Emperors and generals, common people, whether immortals or mortals, once they fall in love, the consequences are unimaginable."

"The storybooks often say that Heaven is without grace and without affection, while humanity values ​​grace and affection. Therefore, Heaven and humanity are opposites, separated and no longer compatible. From then on, there were no more immortals who could live carefree lives. Humans cannot escape the word 'emotion,' so they break away from Heaven and suffer all kinds of illnesses and disasters."

Tian Bulian smiled and shook his head, poured tea for Yang Pingsheng, and continued, "Under the laws of Heaven, all people are but ants. How can ants defy Heaven? Furthermore, it is truly inappropriate to harm oneself and be restless because of love."

"To be honest, young master, I have some knowledge of physiognomy. I observe that you are a person who values ​​relationships deeply. However, people who value relationships deeply often shorten their lifespan and stray from the natural order, thus inviting disaster. Your face is dark, and a great calamity is not far off. If you do not make a decision quickly, your life will be in danger."

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Twin Flowers

A bloody calamity.

This thing sounds scary, but Yang Pingsheng didn't react at all.

Having lived for nine lifetimes, what kind of calamities hadn't he witnessed? He was, after all, a former immortal; such divination techniques couldn't fool him.

"If there's nothing else, I really must take my leave."

This woman is indeed too mysterious. Putting aside her purpose in saying these things, just look at her eyes—deep, sea-blue, like a vast ocean.

"Alright, alright, I scared you, young master. We've only exchanged a few words, and you're already leaving again."

Tian Bulian chuckled, but remained firm in his stance: "However, the breakfast at Zuixianlou is indeed exceptional. It would be a pity if you didn't try it, young master."

Still not letting him leave, Yang Pingsheng simply closed his eyes to rest and stopped talking.

Tian Bulian didn't say anything more, but sat quietly, and there was a moment of silence.

After a long while, a maid came in carrying a packaged breakfast. Tian Bulian took it and solemnly placed it in Yang Pingsheng's hands.

"Son."

She bowed slightly and smiled.

Please enjoy your meal.

...This guy definitely has something going on.

He accepted the gift listlessly, picked it up without a word, and left.

As he was going downstairs, he suddenly felt someone watching him. He turned his head and saw a girl sitting in a cubicle.

She sat near the railing, accompanied by one or two attendants. She was dressed simply, without makeup, and looked like an ordinary woman.

At Zuixianlou, the higher the floor, the harder it is to get a seat. The top floor, the fifth floor, is the VIP room Yang Pingsheng just came down from. The girl's seat is a small booth on the fourth floor, near the outer edge.

The fourth floor is rarely occupied. At least at this time, only the young woman is seated there. When Yang Pingsheng met her gaze, he could feel her sharp aura.

He first avoided eye contact and went downstairs. There were many high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital; if possible, Yang Pingsheng didn't want to get too involved in this matter.

The girl watched Yang Pingsheng leave, her brows furrowed slightly, and asked, "Ying, what do you think?"

She wasn't asking the two servants beside her; instead, the two servants respectfully stepped back, and in the shadows cast by the sunlight, a blurry figure slowly rose: "Like."

"Yeah, I think so too."

The girl frowned more deeply: "Could it be a coincidence?"

“We can go and investigate, but Your Highness, he came from the Heavenly Rank.”

"……yes."

The top-tier private rooms are so exclusive that only a handful of people in Beijing have access to them.