her eyes and sitting beside the Prince Regent, her lips pressed together in a thin line.The officers and soldiers were dumbfounded.The next moment, I sensed a murderous gaze.He dared not look any lon...Ning Shu was spoiled by Gu Chen her whole life, and even when she died, she wanted to mix his ashes with hers.

Lingling felt a mix of touched and scared: “It’s good that he won’t bother you in the next life, sniffle, sniffle. That was scary for me!”

But Ning Shu was somewhat sad, but there were no regrets in her heart.

"Lingling, should I erase this memory" he asked hesitantly.

Zero nodded. "Hmm! Erasing memories doesn't harm the host in any way. Without feelings or memories, they can complete their tasks better."

Ning Shu felt a bit reluctant, but after some thought, he realized that if he kept his memories, he might feel even worse. So, he agreed.

Goodbye, Master.

......

When Ning Shu woke up, she found herself in a shack, with wounds still on her body.

The young man coughed violently, a blush creeping onto his face.

Ning Shu asked, "Ling Ling" He tried hard to recall the missing segment of his memory, but he couldn't figure out what he had done.

"Host, please don't move. You are seriously injured now."

The door to the firewood shed creaked open and a man in black walked in. "Looks like you're lucky, Ying Qi," he said.

He was somewhat handsome and tossed a bottle of golden healing potion over. "Here, since you can't die, it means the prince has spared your life."

Ning Shu took the medicine and said softly, "Thank you."

Ying Si looked surprised, glancing at him again. "When did you learn to speak human language"

Ning Shu's heart skipped a beat. She thought to herself that this body wasn't very likable in the past, so she lowered her head and ignored the person.

With a smirk, Ying Si withdrew his probing gaze and said in a carefree manner, "Though the Prince has spared your life this time, you mustn't dare to anger him again. Otherwise, even if you had eight lives, they wouldn't be enough."

The man said that, and then walked out.

Ning Shu was organizing the information that Ling Ling had passed on.

This body belongs to Bai Li Mo, also known as the shadow guard ranking seventh among his targets. He usually has a gloomy personality and doesn't interact much with other shadow guards. Somehow, he angered Bai Li Mo and was taken to the water prison for a day of whipping before being thrown into the firewood shed.

If he could survive the night, Bai Li Mo would spare his life.

But the master of this body failed to survive the ordeal and died.

Bai Li Mo is the prince of Great Yan, his fame spreads far and wide. Even the current emperor has to be wary of him a little, however, this man is fickle in mood, finds pleasure in killing, a true demon from hell.

Known in secret as the Ghost King.

Ning Shu took the golden sore medicine and began to treat her wounds. Although she had quite a few wounds, the medicine given by Ying Si was very effective. She endured the pain and recuperated for a day or two before they improved greatly.

I don't know if it was because the original owner wasn't popular, but besides Shadow Four who appeared at the beginning, no one else came to see him.

However, this was a good thing for Ning Shu.

Perhaps when she was still growing, Ning Shu felt that the food wasn't enough, but the person who delivered the meals always brought the same amount each day.

He hesitated to speak, afraid of arousing suspicion.

Ningshu flipped through the book again and again, only to feel that she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it.

He glanced outside, it was getting late, but he was starving. In his previous world, Ning Shu had also been a young master. Even if he lacked in emotional experience, he had never gone hungry.

Ning Shu couldn't help it.

He got out of bed and carefully thought, at this time he went to the kitchen to get some food, nobody should notice.

Then Ning Shu went to the kitchen.

He has martial arts skills in his body, although they are not very proficient. But with careful practice, he can still use them effectively.

Pushed open the kitchen.

Ning Shu began to look for some food, but only found a steamed bun, which was still a bit hard.

But he was simply too hungry. He wouldn't have minded even a dry, tasteless steamed bun.

Ning Shu took a bite.

He heard a noise outside the door, his heart skipped a beat. He looked around quickly and hid inside one of the cabinets.

The young boy held his breath.

Clutching the steamed bun, he didn't dare to move.

When Ying'er opened the cabinet door, she saw the boy holding a steamed bun and looking up at her.

.....

Ning Shu was caught in the front hall.

It fell to the ground.

He was very hungry, clutching the steamed bun tightly for fear it might fall to the ground and get dirty.

Beside him stood Ying Si, smiling faintly. He gave him a meaningful glance.

"My Lord."

Ying Er was a cold block of ice, yet when someone entered the front hall, his expression became respectful and courteous. Even Ying Si, who usually acted carefree and lazy, had his demeanor in check.

Ning Shu lay on the ground, too afraid to look up.

But a low and chilling voice echoed into his ears: "Is he still alive"

The boy, upon hearing the sound, felt a chill down his spine and shivered uncontrollably.

Ying Si respectfully said, "My Prince, Ying Er has already searched Shadow Seven thoroughly and found nothing strange on him, except..."

... besides a steamed bun.

He said with a strange expression.

Bai Li Mo raised an eyebrow, looking down at the person on the ground: "Lift your face and look at this king."

Ning Shuwei lifted her face and looked closely at the man in front of her.

He was dressed in luxurious attire. His black garments were embroidered with golden python threads. He wore a crown and his long, black hair reached his waist. His face, sculpted like a blade, was strikingly handsome, but his narrow eyes were cold and ruthless. As he approached, a faint scent of blood followed him.

At this time, his eyes were slightly downcast, looking at himself. There was no temperature in his eyes, as if he were looking at a corpse.

Ning Shu silently said, "I have met the prince."

The man walked before him, his black boots embroidered with ink. He gripped his chin in one hand and said coldly, "This king hates being deceived the most, Ying Qi. This king gives you one chance, what were you doing in the kitchen"

Those deep eyes, looking down from above, held the coldness and ruthlessness of a king, mixed with murderous intent.

Ning Shu was taken aback; he was only a modern person after all. Bai Li Mo wasn't an ordinary person, just one look from him was enough to make you feel afraid, and this person had a very deep scheming nature. It was said that he was unpredictable, killing people like it was child's play.

A touch of fear crept into my heart.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "My Lord, I...I'm just hungry."

Ning Shu gathered a bit of courage and didn't conceal anything.

For if he lies, he might die sooner.

A cold smile appeared on Bai Li Mo's face, as if he found him dirty. He let go of his hand and looked down at him like an ant: "This king will give you one last chance."

Ying Er and Ying Si stood aside, not showing any desire to intervene.

Ning Shu lowered her head, still holding a half-eaten steamed bun in her hand. It was her fault for not being careful enough; she thought if she had been more cautious, she wouldn't have been suspected.

However, one can't help but marvel at the ancients' caution and foresight, something even a modern person like me can't fathom.e. 。Ning Shu licked her dry lips, ready to take off her clothes. 。Ning Shu came back to her senses and realized she had been speculating about Zheng Feng's private life. Her cheeks flushed red. 。Witho...