"No matter who you are, you deserve to die for taking over the general's body," he said, pulling out the gleaming dagger to stab her again.

Bi Xie cursed inwardly and quickly grabbed his wrist, shouting, "Han Yun, you don't even recognize me!"

Her shout seemed to snap him out of his daze. His wrist loosened, and the dagger clattered to the floor of the carriage. After a moment of stunned silence, he leaped onto Bi Xie, ripped open her clothes, and then, as if deflated, stammered, "How could this be, how could this be..."

Bi Xie looked down and saw that the original owner had a flesh-colored scar on his chest.

It turns out this kid came for a medical check-up.

But what's with that mournful expression? Does he hope she's Xu Xie or he hopes she isn't?

Han Yun got up and sat back in his original seat. He didn't look at Bi Xie again. The blush on his face faded, and he closed his eyes indifferently. His voice was dry and hoarse. "General, please treat me the same as before. I'm not used to you doing this." He was used to being deceived and his heart had turned cold. But if he was treated gently, he was afraid that his heart would no longer be his own.

Those tender and doting eyes gave him, for the first time, the urge to do with her the kind of thing you only do when you like someone.

Reborn into this life, he is no longer the pampered person who couldn't even distinguish what liking someone meant. He understood from the time he imprisoned the general in his previous life that he didn't like the general. He kidnapped the general, built a warm and beautiful pavilion, and imprisoned the general simply because all the beautiful memories he had of the past ten years were given to him by the general.

When the Queen of Kuiyang wanted to kill the general, he protected her to repay her kindness.

He thought that the general would feel better living in the "Warm Beauty Pavilion," but he never expected that despite his vigil day and night, he still couldn't save the general's life. In this life... he coaxed her away from Kuiyang Kingdom with his spoiled and willful manner, and everything went smoothly. However, her cooperation made him uneasy.

Bi Xie didn't know what was wrong with him, but after seeing the scar on her chest, he exuded a sense of aloofness that kept people at a distance.

Although they had traversed a long canyon, it was still a five or six-day journey to reach the capital of Yexi Kingdom. Remembering the group of scumbags from the previous world who hadn't cleaned up the mess, Bi Xie used the excuse of relieving himself to hide to the side and summon the Five Ghosts during a rest.

The five ghosts, having obtained her small Buddhist prayer beads, were able to briefly condense into human form. They completely believed her lies, thinking she was sent by the Jade Emperor to carry out a mission. They dared not take her life anymore and immediately agreed to help her upon hearing her instructions. However, they hesitated and said they would do it for her later, as they were currently hiding from people.

"Who are you hiding from?" Bi Xie glanced at the few little devils.

The five ghosts hesitated, afraid to speak, lest they say something that would bring trouble upon themselves.

But the little ghost in the yellow bib couldn't help himself and complained pitifully, "With our cultivation level, who can we five ghosts be afraid of besides the gods in heaven? But now our ancestor, the Ghost Cultivator Zhanbingjiu, who is chasing us, is even more terrifying than the gods. Waaah, Jade Emperor's fairy sister who sent us down to earth, do you have any magic treasures that we five brothers can borrow to hide for a while..."

The little devil in the red bib snapped, "What are you crying for? We haven't been found yet!"

Yellow-belly-wearing ghost: "Waaah, I couldn't help it! If we get caught, and the Ancestor finds out that we secretly opened the coffin and each of us stole a mouthful of his blood a hundred years after he was buried with the human ghost hunter, he'll definitely beat us up and then kill us!"

The little imp in the blue bib crossed his arms and said coldly, "You're already dead."

The little imp in the yellow bib cried even more desperately: "It's all over, it's all over! If we get caught, we'll lose our souls, boohoo..."

Bi Xie was getting a headache from the noise of the ghosts. No wonder the ghost cultivator wasn't there when he returned from the last mission; he had gone to capture the Five Ghosts.

Just as she was about to ask the five ghosts to show her the current situation of those little bitches from the previous mission plane, the ghostly figures of the five little ghosts suddenly stood up in fright. The little ghost in the yellow bib was so frightened that its ghostly figure jumped the highest, stammering, "M-Master, run...run away!"

The little devils darted away and disappeared in a flash.

Bi Xie slowly turned around to look at the person who had come to find her, staring at him with an inscrutable expression without saying a word.

Han Yun was puzzled by her gaze, frowned, and said succinctly, "Let's set off."

Ever since he saw the scar on her chest in the carriage that day, he never called her General again.

Bi Xie stared at him for a few moments and knew that he was not affected by the Ghost Cultivator's Severing Illness Wine. He saw him walk away without looking back, and only after walking a long distance did he cough heavily, let out a low sigh, pluck a few thin blades of grass from the ground, and break off a few palm leaves from the dense grass beside him. He then followed with his hands behind his back.

"General Xu, His Highness is taking his medicine inside," Lin Jinwei said, stopping her as she approached the carriage.

Bi Xie glanced at the carriage curtain, then turned to Lin Jinwei, "Do you really believe he's been taking his medicine properly?" If he had been taking his medicine properly, how could his cough be getting worse?

Lin Jinwei glanced at the direction of the carriage with a deep look in his eyes, and sighed helplessly, "If I may be so bold as to ask, has His Highness... had a falling out with General Xu?" His condition had clearly improved a few days ago, and he had stopped coughing, but for some reason, he has refused to take his medicine properly these past two days, as if he is sulking with someone.

"General Xu is very magnanimous. If His Highness has done anything wrong, please don't take it to heart," Lin Jinwei said in a low voice. "General, please persuade His Highness that his health is the most important thing."

Bi Xie nodded: "I'll trouble Guard Lin to brew another bowl of medicine."

Hearing that she was willing to help, the worry on Lin Jinwei's face lessened a bit, and he hurriedly went to brew the medicine.

Bi Xie boarded the carriage and saw the young man coughing and panting. A black cloak covered his entire body, making his face appear even whiter than jade.

She was truly a sickly and delicate beauty.

He lifted his eyelids to glance at her, then coughed heavily a few more times, his face expressionless as he picked up the empty medicine bowl and coughed as he called for Lin Jinwei.

"No need to call him anymore, he's gone to brew the medicine again."

Han Yun frowned and was about to get up when Bi Xie sighed and said softly, "What are you being so stubborn about? Haven't you already decided that I am Xu Xie and that I am willing to go back to Ye Xi Kingdom with you? What are you making a fuss about?"

He pursed his thin lips tightly, ignoring her, and got up to go down to find Lin Jinwei.

An arm suddenly wrapped around his waist, pulling him into a tight embrace. He rested his chin on the arm and said, "Can't you be a good little kitty? Take your medicine properly, and I'll give you a present, okay?"

"No!" He paused for a few seconds, then suddenly broke free, his eyes red as he questioned her, "Why are you being so good to me? You're not like this at all! All you care about is the battlefield, the Kuiyang Kingdom. What am I to you? I'm just an object you keep for fun, an object for your amusement."