Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

"who are you?"

He propped himself up and stroked the woman's face, his tone filled with a hint of anger, as if he had met his lover again after many years.

The woman chuckled, wrapped her arms around him, and her voice was like a silver bell.

"do you like me?"

Ye Jinglan paused.

"Maybe."

The woman pursed her lips and smiled.

"You're being honest."

She leaned down and kissed him with her warm lips.

"Then what do I need you to fall in love with me wholeheartedly and do things for me?"

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Jinglan's eyes were filled with a bit of obsession and also a hint of lust.

"I want you to become the sword in my hand and forget who you are."

The woman rubbed her lips against his. Her soft body coiled around his chest like a snake.

"Forget? I don't understand."

Ye Jinglan put his arms around her waist, and every time he inhaled, he could smell a wonderful fragrance that he had never smelled before.

"You don't have to remember anything, just kill people. Everyone is your target for venting. I can see that you have a lot of depression in your heart. In fact, there is no need to suffer. Just live your life to your heart's content."

Hearing the word "murder", Ye Jinglan suddenly woke up, but was quickly pulled back into his dream.

“Is it really okay to kill people at will?”

The woman smiled sweetly.

"You'll know after trying it once. I've already found a candidate for you."

She raised her hand, and a sword appeared in her hand.

Ye Jinglan gripped the hilt of the sword, but it was not as cold as he had imagined.

This is still a dream, everything is a dream.

Ye Jinglan allowed his mind to gain some cognition, and before he knew it, he followed the woman downstairs.

The waiter was standing at the counter. The woman smiled and said, "You can try to kill him."

Ye Jinglan shook his head.

"I don't kill innocent people."

The woman leaned against him softly.

"He was born a bandit, and later he found a master and learned martial arts. However, he felt that his master was holding back on him, so he killed him in a rage. Can a man who kills his master be considered innocent?"

"How do you know so much?"

Ye Jinglan asked blankly.

The woman's face was as graceful as the waves of smoke, and her smile was as bright as peach blossoms.

"Because I am God. Is there anything God doesn't know? Go ahead."

Listening to the gentle voice, Ye Jinglan walked to the counter step by step like a sleepwalker.

Then he suddenly woke up and realized, no, no matter who this man was, he had no right to deprive him of his life.

When I opened my eyes, it was already daybreak. I was standing in front of the counter, holding a kitchen knife soaked in lard. The waiter was already lying on the table, blood was slowly spreading under his arm, and the fishy smell was nauseating.

Ye Jinglan was startled and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a bang.

Yin Qingxuan happened to be coming downstairs. Seeing this scene, she immediately began to practice her martial arts and landed in front of Ye Jinglan.

"Jinglan, what are you doing?"

Ye Jinglan took two steps back, shook his head and said, "I didn't kill him. I can't just kill people randomly."

Yin Qingxuan also smelled the blood and grabbed the waiter by the collar. Blood was gushing out from under his neck, staining the counter red.

Yin Qingxuan glanced at the kitchen knife, then at Ye Jinglan, and asked in a deep voice: "What on earth is going on? What are you doing here with a kitchen knife?"

Ye Jinglan said anxiously: "I don't know either. I had a dream and when I woke up, I became like this..."

As the two were talking, in an elegant courtyard not far away, a misty black shadow stood up from the bed, walked to the window, and did not move for a long time.

Qing Hui bowed and said, "The method of entering a dream is too damaging to the soul. Does the king need me to help you breathe?"

Wuying said calmly: "No need, please leave, I want to be quiet for a while."