CHAPTER 228: CHAPTER 133: THE QUEEN’S MAKEUP TECHNIQUES

Lieutenant Colonel Wuyue stood before two white tombstones.

The often-maintained tombstones were clean, and the black and white photos featured two youthful faces.

A few sparrows landed on the grass not far from the tombstones, pecking at the grass seeds sprouting from the withered grass of autumn.

"I’ve come to see you both, to tell you some bad news—Ding Ling hasn’t died yet. It seems that the chip saved her life, but don’t worry, I won’t let her go. This time, no one will be able to save her." After laying down a bouquet of lilies and another of violets and bowing before the tombstones, Wuyue walked away.

The quiet in front of the tombstones was short-lived; half an hour later, a man dressed in a fitted black overcoat arrived with a bouquet of lilies in hand. The man wore light brown sunglasses that shaded his eyes, but didn’t hide his facial features.

If this man stood in a public place, he would undoubtedly attract endless screams. After seeing the two bouquets, a look of helplessness passed through his eyes.

After removing the bunch of violets, the man dusted off a few freshly fallen leaves from the tombstones: "Ni Si, I’m here to see you. My records are selling well, everything is pretty good now, but... I’m sorry, I’m very sorry to both you and her." Leaning against the tombstone, the man kept repeating his apologies.

The ring of the man’s phone tore through the cemetery’s quietude, startling the pecking sparrows into scattering.

"The rehearsal for the concert, hmm, no problem. Xiu Na came with me; find her a place to stay and don’t let the fans discover her." After hanging up the phone, the man knelt before the two tombstones again, gently wiping the two photos and sighing deeply before finally leaving the cemetery.

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"Are you feeling restless?" Klaao had been jolted awake in the carriage twice. She had stayed in the inn for three days before Agent Zero properly arrived, but afterward, she was hastily urging to hit the road.

"Is it that obvious?" Agent Zero stopped the carriage, not having felt particularly strong agitation herself.

"Horses are affected; when your whip’s force isn’t consistent on the same road conditions, the horses feel the fluctuations in your emotions. Did something happen in the past three days?" As they neared Rome City and faced several days of clear skies, Klaao’s complexion allowed her to bask more recklessly in the sunlight.

Agent Zero did not explain to Klaao where she had been during the past three days. She couldn’t possibly tell Klaao that the world she was in was created by humans.

"I have to meet my boyfriend’s family soon, I mean, I’m going to visit my lover’s elders," Agent Zero said, suddenly realizing that Klaao was the best confidant. First, there was no need to worry that Klaao would leak the information to real people, and secondly, Klaao was adept at handling relationships between men and women, and her advice was more convincing than the likes of Little Eight.

"You’ve got a lover? What kind of person is he?" Klaao moved to sit in front, letting the reins hang loosely in her hands as the horse trotted forward autonomously, ensuring a light and comfortable conversation to reduce the fatigue of the road.

Agent Zero had never really described Ren Minghang to anyone, just as it was her first time introducing him as a lover, "He’s a very good person." When it came down to really describing Ren Minghang, Agent Zero felt her words were dull, as if she had never really learned her mother tongue.

"You don’t love him. A lover who can only be described as ’very good’ is often the result of a compromise," Klaao sharply articulated the true relationship between Agent Zero and Ren Minghang.

"Yes, but I must stay with him, he did me a big favor." Klaao’s words made Agent Zero like her even more for enjoying someone else’s love with underlying motives, yet without concealment; such a woman was both lovable and despicable.

"And he will help you even more in the future, like a man such as Caesar or Antony." Klaao was indeed clever, skillfully steering the conversation towards her topics with Agent Zero.

It was clear that this still warm-hearted female soldier was inexperienced in love, but as a woman dedicated to uncovering women’s potential, Klaao was keen to help Agent Zero explore hers.

On the journey ahead, which was somewhat different from the previous few days, Klaao relayed to Agent Zero the methods she’d learned from others and developed from her own talents about women’s tactics. The two became so engrossed in their conversation that the carriage slowed down significantly. Fortunately, their luck held, and after half the journey, they found a farmhouse willing to lend them a room, agreeing to shelter Klaao for a few days.