Tormenting the Husband Feels Great, Chasing Him Back Is a Crematorium—It Was All a Misunderstanding of Him
Tormenting the Husband Feels Great, Chasing Him Back Is a Crematorium—It Was All a Misunderstanding of Him
The System’s notification did not concern Gu Changge.
In his view, this was simply the natural course of things.
At this point, if Yue Mingkong still suspected he would kill her, that would be truly unreasonable.
Most of the time, she was actually an emotional person who only appeared rational.
But that was only when she wasn’t facing Gu Changge.
“Why are you so good to me?”
Gu Changge smiled faintly, then countered, “What did I do before? What makes you think the way I am now counts as being good to you?”
“After all... something like this requires a basis for comparison before you can make the comparison.”
As he said this, he put on a rather intrigued expression.
Yue Mingkong froze slightly, then realized she had let something slip.
Given how meticulous Gu Changge’s mind was, he could very well deduce something from her words.
“You were so cold to me before. There’s no way you’d give me so many good things for no reason like this. Just not treating me coldly would already have been nice.”
Yue Mingkong was silent for a moment before offering this plausible-sounding explanation.
The explanation was reasonable enough.
Before this, Gu Changge had always been cold toward her, unwilling to even acknowledge her.
All of this had changed only after she regressed, confronted Gu Changge directly, and tore off all pretenses.
Only then did he become the way he was now.
Yue Mingkong had always believed one thing firmly.
That if she were still as innocent and kind as she had been in her previous life,
she would probably never be able to sit face-to-face with Gu Changge discussing these matters like this.
Much less have her hand held by him, watching him reveal such a gentle smile.
So Yue Mingkong understood very well in her heart.
The reason for Gu Changge’s change was not because of her.
It was because everything she had done had taken effect, making her no longer appear as lowly as dust before Gu Changge, the way she had in her previous life.
She didn’t know whether this was good or bad.
Gu Changge’s temperament was impossible to fathom.
But at least now, in Gu Changge’s eyes, she was no longer as insignificant as she had been in her previous life.
Regarding Yue Mingkong’s answer, Gu Changge smiled noncommittally, and had clearly guessed it long ago.
“So that’s how it is. It seems my Mingkong has her little moods too... Then let me be direct. Before, I hadn’t noticed how charming you actually were. Now I finally understand. It’s not too late, is it?”
Gu Changge smiled as he said this, long since prepared with a response for such a claim.
“Gu Changge...”
Yue Mingkong was stunned, clearly not expecting him to be so candid.
He even called her his Mingkong?
And the meaning of those words was that he hadn’t cared about her before—what he cared about was who she was now.
Direct and simple, without any beating around the bush.
That was indeed Gu Changge’s style, saying such things as if they were only natural.
These sickeningly sweet words threw her heart into disarray once more.
She knew perfectly well that nine out of ten things that came out of Gu Changge’s mouth were lies, yet she just loved hearing them.
She just couldn’t help but like it.
Yue Mingkong’s eyes shimmered.
At this moment, she nearly cursed herself in her heart—how could she be so stupid, so... cheap?
She knew full well that Gu Changge was no good man, that he was rotten to the core, that if you cut open his heart it would probably be pitch black.
He had nothing to do with being a good person.
Having lived two lives, she had long since seen through Gu Changge’s true nature, yet she would still be delighted for ages over a few casual words from him.
“If you suspect I have ulterior motives, there’s no need. The Cushion of Enlightenment isn’t of much use to me, so giving it to you is no issue.”
Afterward, Gu Changge was actually being rather honest, mainly because he felt this line would serve a greater purpose right now.
In a tragic romance play, the initiative had always been in his hands.
Hearing this, Yue Mingkong’s beautiful eyes turned cool as she stared at him, a soft hum escaping her nose.
Such an honest Gu Changge was truly a rare sight.
But she could tell this was his real intention.
Would he be willing to give her something that was truly useful to him?
The fact that Gu Changge would tell her the truth meant that he actually did have a place for her in his heart.
This was the point that Yue Mingkong cared about.
After accepting the Cushion of Enlightenment,
Yue Mingkong was just about to open her mouth to ask about Yin Mei.
Weng!
Gu Changge had already wrapped his arm around her slender waist.
The two of them descended toward the ruins below.
Yue Mingkong was puzzled, not understanding.
Gu Changge turned his head, gazing at her flawless face, and smiled faintly. “Mingkong is quite capable. It seems you’ve been setting things up here for a long time.”
After all, he couldn’t show that he had known about all this long ago—he had to create the appearance of someone who had stumbled upon it by chance.
“Not that long. Just over a month,” Yue Mingkong said.
“A month or so. Then it seems the time I estimated is almost here,” Gu Changge said with a smile.
“The time you estimated?”
Yue Mingkong assumed Gu Changge was talking about when the Celestial Spirit would emerge.
What she completely didn’t know was that this line was something Gu Changge had casually made up.
No matter how powerful he was, there was no way he could calculate when the Celestial Spirit would emerge.
He didn’t even know where the Celestial Spirit was—he had only found out by planting people at Yue Mingkong’s side.
The purpose of this line was mainly to give Yue Mingkong the feeling that everything was under his control.
That way, she wouldn’t interfere with him at this juncture.
Of course, as Gu Changge swept his senses across the surrounding void, he could perceive vast, surging fluctuations within it, with ancient and powerful runes branded and arranged throughout.
They could serve both concealment and offensive purposes.
When the Celestial Spirit emerged, they could also buy some time, preventing other Cultivators from noticing right away.
These arrangements of Yue Mingkong’s left Gu Changge quite satisfied.
They had indeed saved him considerable time and effort.
“These arrangements—it seems you were prepared for this long ago,” Gu Changge said with a casual smile.
Yue Mingkong didn’t know that Gu Changge was asking what he already knew.
Hearing this, she thought for a moment, her eyes shifting slightly, and answered, “The emergence of the Celestial Spirit is a matter of great importance. I couldn’t afford not to be careful.”
At this point, she was actually still worried that Gu Changge would forcibly interfere, making all her preparations go to waste.
How important was the Celestial Spirit? It was no longer something Long Teng’s Five-Coloured True Dragon Blood or the Cushion of Enlightenment could compare to.
At this point, although Gu Changge was unlikely to be ruthless enough to actually strike at her,
the possibility of him abandoning her and running off to hog the prize all for himself was still quite high.
Gu Changge was absolutely capable of doing such a thing.
Moreover, her identity as a regressor gave her not the slightest advantage before Gu Changge.
“It seems you know about the Celestial Spirit too, Mingkong. No wonder...” Gu Changge smiled, appearing not to care much about it.
Hearing this, Yue Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief.
She had been afraid Gu Changge would get to the bottom of this matter, in which case she would have a hard time answering.
If she let something slip, her secret as a regressor might even be discovered by Gu Changge.
Given Gu Changge’s personality, who knew what he would do then?
Gu Changge could guess what Yue Mingkong was thinking.
After all, right now Yue Mingkong had only lowered her guard toward him slightly—she was far from completely trusting him.
He was in no hurry. His long-term plans had long been laid, and with layer upon layer of groundwork in place, he was simply waiting for Yue Mingkong and Gu Xianer to fall into his net.
The long road of cultivation was so dull—without something interesting to relieve the tedium, wouldn’t it be terribly boring?
The smile at the corner of Gu Changge’s mouth grew all the more meaningful.
Soon, led by Yue Mingkong,
the two of them arrived within these long-abandoned ruins.
Many ancient temples and divine halls had already crumbled and decayed, overgrown with moss and vines, exuding a quiet desolation.
Outside the ruins, the followers of both stood guard, strictly preventing any Cultivators or living beings from arriving at this time and disturbing them.
It was clear that both Yue Mingkong and Gu Changge were extremely cautious about this matter, having even laid down numerous fearsome measures.
In the nearby void, runes lay hidden—a single misstep would invite a thunderous, terrifying strike that could reduce a person to ash.
“Gu Changge, in a moment, are you planning to abandon me and run off to hog everything for yourself?”
Before a stone wall flickering with runic light, Yue Mingkong stopped leading the way.
She turned her head, her cool gaze landing on Gu Changge’s face.
She asked very directly.
Coming from her mouth, these words carried a hint of the resentment of a wronged little wife.
She wanted to settle things with Gu Changge first—she needed to hear his guarantee... though Gu Changge’s guarantees weren’t worth much, having one was still better than nothing.
Gu Changge looked at the flawless, immortal countenance so close at hand.
Hearing this, he fell silent for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh. “In your heart, have I always been this kind of person?”
From within his smile, Yue Mingkong suddenly sensed a faint trace of self-mockery.
“Aren’t you...?”
Yue Mingkong asked in return.
Hearing this, the smile vanished from Gu Changge’s face, and he even looked somewhat dispirited.
“Have I ever done anything to hurt you? For you to guard against me like this?” he then asked, his expression incomparably calm.
Although he did indeed have such intentions, for Yue Mingkong to say it to his face like this...
Did he not deserve any face at all?
Gu Changge really wanted to teach her a lesson.
But on second thought, perhaps he should let her understand a certain truth.
What it meant to torment the husband for a moment’s pleasure, only to chase him back through a crematorium.
On Gu Changge, Yue Mingkong had rarely seen this kind of expression.
So calm it was frightening.
“It seems... you haven’t...”
Her words suddenly lost their confidence.
Logically speaking, given Gu Changge’s profit-above-all personality, doing the things she described would be perfectly reasonable.
But combining everything that had happened recently, why did Yue Mingkong keep feeling that something was off... that she kept presuming he harbored other motives?
Presuming that toward everyone, including herself, he acted with the intent to use them.
Yet since her regression in this life, Gu Changge truly had never done anything to hurt her.
Even after she learned his secret as the Successor of Demonic Arts, he had never shown any killing intent.
Instead, it was she who had constantly been speculating about Gu Changge’s thoughts and motives.
In her previous life, Gu Changge had indeed struck and killed her—he was her most hated enemy.
But the Gu Changge of this life was clearly already very different from the one of her previous life...
She was viewing the Gu Changge of this life through the lens of the previous one.
Thinking of this, Yue Mingkong’s emotions became incomparably complicated.
Toward the Gu Changge of this life, who clearly had never hurt her, this was indeed somewhat unfair.
Gu Changge was indeed an out-and-out villain, but he was also human.
Hearing what she had just said, Gu Changge must have felt terrible too, right?
Her seeking revenge against him for her past life was largely because she feared her future self would be killed by Gu Changge—she wanted to protect herself.
But would the future really come to pass as it had?
Yue Mingkong didn’t know what had caused Gu Changge’s change, but she could be certain of one thing.
Because of her regression, a change had indeed occurred in Gu Changge.
As Yue Mingkong thought of all this and was about to say something,
she saw that Gu Changge had already released her waist.
He took the lead, striding toward the stone wall before them.
On his handsome face, his expression was calm—at this moment he resembled a celestial being high above, devoid of all emotion.
For a moment, Yue Mingkong stood frozen in place, a faint, indescribable sense of loss washing over her.
Soon after, she hurried after him.
Gu Changge had suddenly become so cold toward her, and she found herself unaccustomed to it.
Because Yue Mingkong had always believed that Gu Changge’s earlier kindness toward her had all been an act.
She had scorned it.
But thinking about it now, all of that had likely just been her overthinking—it hadn’t been an act by Gu Changge at all.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be acting and looking the way he did today.