The improved female villains regained their memories.

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Memories drifted by like clouds in the sky: Luo Benmo, Wen Shihan, and his past life. These memories mingled together, eventually transforming into starlight, leaving traces in Yang Pingsheng's heart.

No amount of reminiscing will make a difference.

Yang Pingsheng has already embarked on the path of serving the will of Heaven, and he has no choice but to grit his teeth and continue down this path.

Tap, tap...

Upon hearing the sound, Yang Pingsheng snapped out of his daze and turned around to see a black-haired girl dressed in imperial robes walking towards him at the end of the road.

A year was drawing to a close, and she seemed to have grown taller, exuding an imperial majesty, though her facial muscles were stiff, her expression blank, lacking the agility of a normal person. The red soul floated behind her, hidden in the shadows.

"Winter is coming soon, and the Grand Tutor's old ailment is likely to flare up again. Snake, go and get the Grand Tutor some clothes."

As Xu Anyin spoke, he also transformed his body, his jet-black hair turning bright red, and his originally stiff face becoming alluring.

Xiao Hua left with her head down, while Xu Anyin approached with a grin, magically producing a plate of pastries and handing it to Yang Pingsheng: "Grand Tutor, would you like to try some?"

Yang Pingsheng glanced at it and sighed helplessly, "It's so sweet again?"

"Try it, I promise, it's not sweet."

He picked up a piece of pastry from the plate, put it in his mouth, and found it so sweet it made his teeth ache.

He looked up and met a pair of smiling eyes.

"This is so boring."

"I find it very interesting."

Yang Pingsheng decided not to talk to her anymore and got up.

Xu Anyin called out to him, "Where are you going?"

"gone back."

"I just asked the Snake to get you some clothes."

"No need, I'm tired and want to go back and rest."

As he spoke, he added before leaving:

"Her name is Xiaohua."

The slanting shadows of sunlight spread across the floor tiles, and various flowers and plants were arranged on the table near the window. Yang Pingsheng pushed open the door and went to trim and change the water for the plants.

The system's voice sounded: "Don't you want to talk to Xu Anyin any longer?"

"Absolutely not."

"What about Xu Anlu?"

"...Aren't there no missions right now?"

"Yes, for now we just need to stay put and wait for things to break out. Then we can put on a good show and leave."

"I see."

Yang Pingsheng didn't talk to it for long. Through the window, he saw Xiao Hua rushing over.

After trimming the flowers and plants, he drew the curtains, picked up a book, and sat on the bed to read.

The sound of bamboo scrolls rang out, but he couldn't concentrate on reading them.

"Don't you want to talk to Xu Anyin more?"

When the system asked him this question, Yang Pingsheng decisively answered that he didn't want to.

However, when he asked Xu Anlu again, Yang Pingsheng hesitated and ultimately did not give a direct answer.

"What about Xu Anlu?"

He remembered that night.

In the bustling city of Yong'an, fireworks burst in the night sky, like dazzling starlight.

They ate, drank, and had fun all the way back. Before entering the house, the girl who used to run wild and bully the animals in the mountains suddenly became coy and asked him what "like" meant.

He answered, and then she said:

"Grand Tutor, I like you."

That stubborn voice still echoes in Yang Pingsheng's ears.

"What do you know about liking someone?" Yang Pingsheng thought at that time.

Wen Shihan in his first life and Luo Benmo in his second life went through so much, yet they couldn't reach the point where they could like each other.

Everything is a facade, merely a scheme orchestrated by the will of Heaven.

If things continue like this, your ultimate fate will be the same as theirs.

The more you like something, the more painful it becomes.

People eventually have to learn to grow up.

That was what he hadn't told Xu Anlu yet.

He has already traversed two worlds, and will traverse many more in the future. In those worlds, countless farewells are sure to occur.

He had no idea how sorrowful that would be.

But he knew the significance of what he had come through.

He is the chosen one of Heaven's will, the key figure who helps the female villain change.

You must not have feelings, and you must never harbor any illusions.

Personal will must never supersede the will of Heaven.

He cannot let Wen Shihan's resentment and the tragedy in Lingquan City repeat themselves.

The Way of Heaven is eternal; it neither cries nor laughs for anyone.

The definition the system refers to is similar to that of those female villains; helping them change is Yang Pingsheng's definition.

So he thought, "Xiao Lu, what do you even know about liking someone?"

Perhaps she was too naive, and had few friends in the palace.

Or perhaps it was the way of Heaven that made perfect plans, and she unknowingly fell into Heaven's trap.

To be honest, even without the will of Heaven, how could two people who had only spent half a year together—an old man and a little girl—possess feelings for each other?

"You do not understand."

he thinks.

Time will eventually wash everything away; Yang Pingsheng's life has begun its countdown.

Xu Anlu's future has only just begun.

All will...

Everything will be alright.

but.

Yang Pingsheng clutched his heart and slowly sat down against the table.

He desperately wanted to know how Xiao Lu was doing.

That lovely, innocent little girl who would share everything with him, now...

Are you ok?

In the space of consciousness.