The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 250 Do You Believe in Past and Present Lives?

After a long silence, Yang Kang finally heaved a long sigh. His gaze fell on Huang Rong's beautiful face and he asked softly, "Do you believe in past lives and present lives?"

This sudden question left Huang Rong a bit confused. Could her problem have anything to do with her past and present lives? But this question was indeed very strange. Huang Rong thought about it carefully and said uncertainly, "It should be."

"When I was nine, a memory suddenly awakened. To prevent myself from forgetting that unforgettable memory, I drew two portraits at the age of twelve. They were portraits of two girls." Yang Kang's eyes were slightly vacant. "They were two young girls, with unparalleled beauty, one clever and intelligent, the other naive and lovely."

"I would take out these two portraits and look at them every once in a while. Every time I looked at them, the memory would become more profound, but I never showed them to anyone until I was eighteen years old and met my biological father and brought him back to the Jiaodong Palace in Zhongdu, the capital of the Jin Dynasty. Nianci, who had been wandering around with her father, saw the two portraits in my study. She pointed to the portrait that didn't look much like her and said it was her in front of me." Yang Kang couldn't help but tremble all over when he said this.

"Do you know how shocked and surprised I was at that time?" Yang Kang suddenly let out a bright smile, his eyes full of gentle light.

"Nianci's gentleness, thoughtfulness, kindness, and intelligence are very similar to Reimu's, but she lacks Reimu's eccentricity. Her kindness and understanding are a bit too much. However, in that brief moment, I still saw the shadow of Reimu, so I married her as my princess without hesitation."

Yang Kang's voice was filled with tenderness and affection, but it quickly turned into endless distress. "But there are still differences between Nianci and Lingmeng, and the differences are quite large. On the contrary, you, who appeared later, have more similarities in personality with Lingmeng, which makes me a little uneasy."

Huang Rong's eyes widened upon hearing this, and she pointed at herself and said, "How could this possibly be related to me? I don't have any memories of my past life at all."

Yang Kang nodded and said, "Nianci also has no memories of past lives. I am the only one who has memories of past lives. How can it be so easy to break through the cycle of reincarnation? Even if Lingmeng, Lingyue, and I were at the pinnacle of the world in our past lives, it would be very difficult for the three of us to reincarnate at the same time and awaken our past life memories at the same time. It was just that for a moment, I really saw Lingmeng's shadow, so I have been looking for Lingyue. You are the first girl who came into my sight, but I quickly rejected you. Lingyue is kinder than you, and your personality is more like Lingmeng than Lingyue."

Huang Rong was already upset at being mistaken for someone else by Yang Kang. Now, hearing this bastard actually despise her and say that she was not as good as his sweetheart in his previous life, she couldn't help but feel quite annoyed. She glared at him fiercely, "How am I not kind?"

Yang Kang glanced at Huang Rong and curled his lips in disdain. "Lingyue adheres to the path of purification, which absolutely prohibits killing. Her gift is to purify the world of all evil and violence. For example, if Lingyue appeared on the battlefield in her full form, all she had to do was smile, and the Mongol army would immediately burst into tears, kneel in repentance, and turn over a new leaf and become good people."

"You, you~" Huang Rong pointed at Yang Kang and trembled all over. "Asshole, you tricked me!"

Huang Rong never believed in miracles or anything like that. This was a common flaw among smart people. Everything Yang Kang said at this time seemed like nonsense to her, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry and embarrassed.

Yang Kang looked at Huang Rong with disdain, scratching his nose and saying, "Playing tricks on you? What good would it do me? Believe it or not, telling you all this is really tiring. Well, I'll just answer your question directly. For the one I love, I'm willing to give everything for her, even my life. But if I gave my life for her, would she really be happy? So I have to live a good life."

"Hmph, in the final analysis it's all about being afraid of death. No, you bastard, this is not a matter of life or death at all, but the fact that you, a bastard, threw Sister Mu aside and didn't care about her for the sake of fame and fortune." Huang Rong found that she was always led by Yang Kang when talking to him, and she couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"Nianci is kindhearted. The Mongol invasion left the people displaced and their families destroyed. If she knew I risked the lives of ordinary people for her, do you think she would be happy?" Yang Kang asked, sneering. "Besides, Nianci is my wife. As the ruler of Shandong, I am responsible for the millions of people of Shandong. This is a heavy burden, not a luxury. I am already intensively building my retreat. Millions of people have already been relocated overseas. The establishment of a nation overseas is for Nianci and my child, who was born in troubled times."

"Wealth and honor? What I want to give Nianci is a stable and peaceful life. Wealth and honor don't mean much to me." Huang Rong didn't believe what Yang Kang said. This bastard was very good at martial arts. He had an army of 100,000 and a million people under his command. It was no exaggeration to say that he was the overlord of a region. But this bastard said that he didn't care about wealth and honor.

"Hmph, do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Huang Rong rolled her eyes cutely.

Yang Kang shook his head and said, "I don't need your belief, as long as I believe it myself. Let me tell you a very realistic story. There was a businessman who married a beautiful wife. They loved each other very much, but the businessman often went out on business and would be gone for a year or two, leaving his wife alone at home to take care of the elderly and children. The businessman said to his wife, "I only have one pair of hands. I want to use these hands to make money to support our family, so I can't hold you. If I hold you, I can't go on business, and my family will starve to death."

Huang Rong curled her lips in disdain and said, "That's just the way mediocre and foolish people act. Smart people can always find a way to have the best of both worlds. Do you have to travel to do business? Can't you do business locally? Besides, you're not a businessman. You have the ability to do everything."

"No one can be good at everything. When the focus is on one aspect, the other aspect will definitely be ignored. Being good at everything means that no aspect is the focus. But I want to ask you, if Mongolia invades in the future, Guo Jing will have to guard a big city to resist the Tartars and will be busy with military affairs every day. Will he have time to be with you?" Yang Kang asked back, which made Huang Rong look gloomy. When they were in the Mongolian camp, Guo Jing did not have much time to accompany her.

"He is an eagle in the desert, and he should fly with Hua Zheng in the sky. I am just a little swallow in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have a safe little nest under the eaves." Huang Rong couldn't help but shed tears as she spoke.

Yang Kang couldn't help but slap his forehead and handed her a handkerchief. "That idiot Guo Jing is ugly and dumb, and he's been taught so pedantically by his mother and six idiot masters. What good is there in him that's worth you going through so much trouble for him?"

Huang Rong grabbed the handkerchief and wiped her tears fiercely. She glanced at Yang Kang coldly and said, "At least he's better than a bastard like you. Besides, Brother Jing isn't stupid. He's just simple and upright. Brother Jing values ​​friendship and keeps his promises. He has a strong character and is kind. He's a hundred times better than a big bad guy like you, with blood on his hands and a belly full of evil."

"Then tell me, how many Khwarezmians died at the hands of Guo Jing?"

"They are foreign barbarians, and fighting on the battlefield is bound to lead to casualties."

Yang Kang was so angry that his teeth ached. "You have a complete double standard, girl. How many people have I killed on the battlefield? It's all battlefield fighting, but I am the bad guy with blood on my hands, and your brother Jing is the hero who broke through thousands of enemies? Hey, I have a bad temper. Tell me, do you want to be hung up and beaten or stripped naked and beaten?"

"Bah~" Huang Rong gave him a sidelong glance, her charm was so alluring that it made him unable to extricate himself from her.

Yang Kang shuddered all over and immediately shouted, "Stop! I'm really not used to seeing you like this. Your cold and icy look from just now is better."

This time it was Huang Rong who was trembling all over. She was so angry, "You, bastard! Wait, you changed the subject again, tell me the truth quickly."