La vie parfaite sous la dynastie Song

Chapitre 118

The shock in Mu Shuangshuang's heart was beyond measure. The counter-espionage plan that had been in the works for a year, the escape route paved for her even before the counter-espionage plan began, the relentless and merciless pursuit of her into a desperate situation! What foresight and strategy! What wisdom and transcendence on the battlefield!

However, what was the purpose of all this effort? Feng Yin was already his for the taking, wasn't it? On his path to domination, there was no one who could stand in his way anymore, was there?

Though her heart was in turmoil, her face showed no emotion. Mu Shuangshuang's expression was cold and indifferent, a faint smile playing on her lips: "A defeated general, how can he speak of courage? Does Shuangshuang still have room to refuse?"

Qin Gui smiled admiringly, leaning back with his elbows on the chair arm in a lazy posture, but with his naturally baby face, he only looked cute: "First, Feng Yin is still Feng Yin, and the Emperor still has the surname Zhuo, but Zhuo Qing must abdicate."

"Secondly, Miss Mu must persuade Prime Minister Mu to appease the senior officials in the court. If there are any stubborn individuals who insist on obstructing you, you will have no choice but to eliminate them. Of course, in exchange, you can guarantee that once you become Empress Dowager, the real power you hold will not bury your talents."

"Thirdly, I hope that you, young lady, can do your best to help the young master end the Warring States period and unify the continent of Ishu. The young master said that he may not be able to guarantee that the Fengyin Dynasty will exist forever, but at least it will not be destroyed."

"As for the fourth point," Qin Gui smiled helplessly at her, "Young Master doesn't want to be emperor. He only wants to find a foothold where he can freely wield power before the chaos ends. Young Master said that if these suggestions were made before today, Miss Mu would definitely not have bothered to listen to them. But at this moment, even if you don't believe him completely, you should at least believe him eight parts of the time, right?"

Qin Gui spoke lightly, but Mu Shuangshuang listened in stunned silence. From confusion to shock, from shock to awe, until she finally understood, she was left with only one feeling: a mixture of laughter and tears.

So that's how it is! All of this stemmed from one reason: Qin Luo... wasn't ruthless enough. Yes, Qin Luo, a genius with unparalleled talent and the power to control the universe, lacked the ruthlessness required to become an emperor! And he clearly knew his fatal weakness, which is why he devised this elaborate scheme, a web of plots within a web, to drag himself into this mess!

What kind of person in the world would do such a thing? He neither desires to dominate the world, yet he longs to personally experience the thrilling process of conquering it! He neither desires to ascend to the supreme throne, yet he desires to hold power over the world, preventing anyone from controlling him! Therefore, he uses himself to make the Fengyin Kingdom a puppet to realize this wish. Such a naive and audacious idea… it's shocking, yet he actually dares to put it into practice.

Qin Luo! What a Qin Luo! You truly are that young prime minister who manipulates the world with ease! You truly are that high and mighty son of God!

It's important to understand that Feng Yin is now firmly in his grasp, and with Qin Gui's assistance, it would be incredibly easy for Qin Luo to declare himself king. Yet, he refuses, or rather, he cannot. He goes to great lengths, taking a long and complicated route, using a counter-espionage plot to drive himself into a corner, all just to fulfill his desire for supreme power and carefree existence.

Qin Luo, Qin Luo! Aren't you afraid that one day I'll become powerful enough to eliminate you like Yang Yi?

Qin Gui could roughly guess what she was thinking from her expression, and shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "You also think that the young master is very willful, don't you? Who attacks a country just to make a living? This isn't child's play."

"Playing house?" Mu Shuangshuang repeated the word she had never heard before with curiosity.

Qin Gui was taken aback, then smiled shyly: "Young Master's words are sometimes quite strange, and we are often influenced without even realizing it. Young Master said that if one day you really can't tolerate me like Yang Yi, he won't complain, at most he'll just let history repeat itself. But Young Master also said that he believes you are not that kind of person, and that your judgment is far superior to that of ordinary people."

Qin Gui patted his clothes and stood up. Before leaving, he only said one sentence. His charming smile was still on his face, his dark eyes were shining, and his voice was soft and ethereal as if it had transcended: "Miss Mu, you should know that with me by your side, even if you really die because of your scheme, it will not be a loss for you."

Mu Shuangshuang was still leaning against the couch as before. The setting sun shone in through the window, bathing the entire room and furniture in an orange hue. It was already evening.

Qin Gui's every word still echoed in her mind, and Mu Shuangshuang realized that her mood was completely different from before. She was still troubled, still worried, but the despair and despondency were gone. For some reason, she simply believed Qin Gui's words. Subconsciously, Mu Shuangshuang thought that someone who could make Brother Feng swear his life to him must be a person of utmost loyalty and integrity. He might use schemes, he might use deception, but he would never stoop to telling such a dishonorable lie.

Should she agree to his request? Helping him seize power in Fengyin would be tantamount to treason. But if she didn't agree, and Fengyin was destroyed, what would she have to betray for her country? Would she be willing to be buried in the torrent of history like this? No! She would never be willing.

Just as Mu Shuangshuang was lost in thought, a faint fragrance of orchids drifted through the window. The scent seemed to come with the wind, yet it also seemed to be carried by the wind, permeating the air and gently wafting into one's nose, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and longing.

Mu Shuangshuang sighed and said, "Since you're here, why not come in?"

The window, which had been slightly ajar, was pushed open, and a woman in white with black hair gracefully leaped in, her movements as elegant as a gentle smile. Once inside, she brushed aside her disheveled hair, revealing a face as pure and ethereal as dewdrops. She looked very young, no more than twenty, yet the soft light in her eyes evoked the gentle tenderness of a loving mother.

Her voice had a clear, androgynous quality, like a summer spring pouring into a hoarse, parched mouth: "Senior Sister Shuang, it's been a long time."

"It's been a long time." Mu Shuangshuang sighed softly. "I was just thinking that Yao'er should be here by now. But then, you came."

Her expression held a mixture of melancholy, nostalgia, and a faint sense of loss and relief. Mu Shuangshuang gazed out the window at the sunset-lit sky and murmured softly, "I never imagined that only Shen Tu would remain so soon. He, who was most unwilling to submit to fate, ultimately chose the path of becoming a Star Soul. Should I be happy for him, or sad for him?"

“No,” Gu Yao’er interrupted her in a very gentle voice, “Shen Tu is not left with only Feng Yihan. Brother Feng knew this a long time ago.”

Mu Shuangshuang was suddenly shocked, sat up and looked at her in disbelief: "This is impossible! Then who is the other Shen Tu?"

[Note 1] From *Qimen Dunjia Fuying Jing*. The Three Wonders: Yi, Bing, and Ding among the Ten Heavenly Stems. The Six Instruments: Jia is the head of all Yang, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui are the Six Instruments, and the Six Jia are Jiazi, Jiawu, Jiashen, Jiawu, Jiachen, and Jiayin. The Eight Gates: Open, Rest, Life, Injury, Block, View, Death, and Shock are called the Eight Gates. The Nine Stars and Nine Palaces: Tianpeng governs the first palace, Tianrui governs the second palace, Tianchong governs the third palace, Tianfu governs the fourth palace, Tianqin governs the fifth palace, Tianxin governs the sixth palace, Tianzhu governs the seventh palace, Tianren governs the eighth palace, and Tianying governs the ninth palace.

Xiao Yi

2008.2.2 11:49

Chapter 8, the scheme of using a false name to spies, is complete.

I can't give advance notice of updates anymore, I won't be able to go online during the Chinese New Year holiday. So I'll be taking a few days off, and I'll post as soon as I have a chance to get online. Speaking of which, the heavy snow has blocked the roads these past few days, and I don't even know if I'll be able to get home, I'm so worried...

Well, the second part of "Military Review" has already been added in the same chapter, you can go check it out... The later part is more of a flashback and romance...

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Chapter 9 Unforgettable Melancholy

Chapter 9 Unforgettable Melancholy

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I had a very long dream, in which so many familiar faces appeared. Some were smiling, some were angry, some were longing, some were sad, and some were hateful, yet they all appeared so clearly in my dream.

I turned street corner after street, and then, at the first light of dawn, I saw the lone man in blue standing at the alley entrance. In the chilly morning dew, he always stopped at the deserted alley entrance for me, without asking why. I just wanted to hold his hand and walk to the end.

However, no matter how hard I tried to embrace him, no matter how close I got to him, even hearing his steady heartbeat, I could never touch him. Then, in the instant night fell, I finally understood that he and I would never have the freedom to hold hands.

Yingying's face twisted in pain as she yelled at me, "Lin Jialan, I hate your naivety, I hate your ignorance, I hate your smooth sailing life, so I want you to suffer as much as I have! To be miserable!"

Her voice was sharp and shrill, with a booming echo. But in my dream, I smiled and said to her, "If your pain and misfortune were truly the same as mine, you would understand that hell is a place where even hatred is a luxury."

The soft, tender baby babbled at me, his thin lips parted to reveal his toothless pink gums, and his cheeks were adorable with dimples from his smile.

He crawled toward me, and my heart was filled with tender joy. I reached out to hug him, but he suddenly became transparent. Then, the moment my fingertips touched him, he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the world.

Xu Lie walked towards me step by step and said, "Galan, come back with me." His voice was so eager and trembling.

I know he will eventually discover the truth, I know he will eventually be in unbearable pain, I know that it's hard to say who was more at fault back then, but... I still haven't forgotten that pain! I slowly reached out and stroked his face, and whispered, "Xu Lie, do you know? When all I see is darkness, even if you stand in front of me, you are just a familiar stranger."

“Yu…” Feifei opened his arms to me, his dark eyes gazing at me with such longing, such innocence, such vulnerability, reminding me of my unborn child. I reached out and gently stroked his soft, black hair, smiling at him.

Those dark eyes suddenly turned deep blue, and her innocent smile became as alluring yet deadly as a poppy: "Lanlan, our fate was shallow in our past lives, but we are entangled in this one. You are destined to never be able to escape me."

I lay on a soft, green grass, opened my eyes, and saw a blue sky above me, with fluffy white clouds floating by, and that familiar, warm face that had been buried deep in my heart for so long, its brown eyes looking at me with tenderness and affection.