What the hell is the bond of love?
Little Cold had imagined many reasons, such as some special technique, a unique constitution, or a peculiar artifact.
But she had never expected something like the bond of love?
Love, like any other emotion, is the most ridiculous thing.
Only by abandoning all of this can one succeed in revenge!
But why...
Why is it that the method to see through her disguise is precisely because of the love mentioned by the furnace?
"Heh..."
"Interesting."
Little Cold stared at Gu Yan with amusement, the corner of her lips slightly curling up: "You really are quite interesting, no wonder the other me is so infatuated with you."
Gu Yan looked at the woman speaking through Leng Qingqiu's body.
He didn't dare to let his guard down for even a moment: "Don't lump Qingqiu together with you."
To be honest, he had never expected Leng Qingqiu to have a second personality.
After all, the original story never mentioned this.
...
...No...
Perhaps it was mentioned?
Gu Yan quickly ran through the plot of the original story in his mind.
In the early stages, Leng Qingqiu appeared very few times.
The only significant plot point involving her was when Leng Ling'er died.
At that time, Leng Qingqiu was extremely panicked and grief-stricken, and afterward, she fell into a state of darkness.
In other words...
After Leng Ling'er's death in the original story, when Leng Qingqiu turned dark,
perhaps all the subsequent events were controlled by Leng Qingqiu's second personality?
Combined with the many dark, villainous plots that followed...
Gu Yan looked at the "Leng Qingqiu" before him and came to a conclusion.
This personality is definitely dangerous!
Little Cold seemed to notice the meaning in Gu Yan's gaze.
She sneered: "Don't lump us together?"
"What? You think I'm more dangerous?"
"But unfortunately, I am her, and she is me."
"Moreover..."
Little Cold seemed to recall something, her gaze filled with meaning as she looked at Gu Yan: "Aren't you also hiding another side of yourself?"
"Hmm? Am I right, the fake Night King who turned Jianghai upside down?"
As soon as these words were spoken,
Gu Yan's heart sank.
He looked at Little Cold, who was staring at him with a mocking expression, and couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.
Ah, this...
How did she even find out about this?
But... judging from Qingqiu's usual state, she shouldn't be aware of everything he's done.
But this personality knows.
That night when Qingqiu suddenly acted coquettish might have been the trigger for this second personality to emerge.
Perhaps the strange sense of being watched that he felt that night was from this second personality!
Moreover, based on the original story, Leng Qingqiu didn't know whether Leng Ling'er was aware of the second personality.
After all, she didn't have any memories of the second personality informing Leng Ling'er about the heart's blood.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have let things escalate to this point.
Doesn't this mean one thing?
The memories of these two personalities...
are not shared.
Then...
Gu Yan seemed to think of something, and a series of rough plans quickly flashed through his mind.
Seeing Gu Yan fall silent, Little Cold continued: "By the way... there's something I need to remind you of."
"Just like in many cliché romance dramas..."
"That's right, if you kill me, the other me will also die, and Leng Qingqiu will disappear forever."
"Of course, this might be a good thing for the world, because... this way, the Night King will also die."
"Yes, as I said, the real Night King is actually the woman you love the most!"
Little Cold dropped another bombshell.
She stared at Gu Yan, the corners of her lips continuously rising, her eyes revealing a gaze that seemed ready to devour him.
Be shocked, be astonished.
Leng Qingqiu's other face is the Night King!
And now that you know this truth... what will you do?
Quickly... quickly show me your shocked, devastated, and despairing expression!
As she thought this,
Little Cold was taken aback.
She saw Gu Yan slowly release her, and the dagger in his hand, which looked similar to 【Night】, dissolved into a puddle of liquid and vanished.
"What do you mean by this?"
"Are you so distraught upon learning that your lover is the Night King that you can't accept reality?"
Little Cold touched her neck and found that there wasn't even a red mark there.
How ridiculous, even though he knows I'm Leng Qingqiu's second personality, he still didn't dare to use force?
"I don't mean anything."
Gu Yan shrugged, looking at Little Cold as he slowly said: "I already knew that Qingqiu is the Night King."
"It's just that she doesn't know that I know her true identity."
Little Cold sat up, her smirk gradually fading as she carefully examined the furnace before her.
She realized that she could no longer see through him.
He already knew, yet he was still willing to be affectionate with the other me? What kind of joke is this?
Combined with the fact that Gu Yan had been pretending to be the Night King,
she couldn't believe that someone would go so far as to create a fake Night King to divert everyone's attention, just to cover up the truth.
After all, it was just too absurd.
"What is your goal? Is your next plan to steal Night's dagger?"
"Do you want to become the real Night King? The strongest in the world? Do you want eternal life?"
Little Cold kept throwing out her guesses, feeling that only these assumptions could explain everything the man before her had done.
However, Gu Yan shook his head: "None of that."
He looked at Little Cold and made a decision.
"I want... to help Qingqiu, or rather, to help you."
"How about... we sit down and make a deal?"
A deal?
Little Cold slowly raised an eyebrow.
What's going on with this furnace? After learning such an important secret, he's become so calm?
Why?
Doesn't this guy realize the seriousness of the situation?
Tsk... and yet, everything he's said so far has been the truth.
"Fine, I'll hear you out."
.....
......
A dozen or so minutes later.
Little Cold looked at the furnace before her and asked with some surprise: "Where do you get the confidence to think you'll succeed?"
"If you fail, there will be no turning back."
Gu Yan nodded indifferently: "Ever since I realized I truly loved Qingqiu, I've had this thought."
"Originally, I wasn't entirely sure, but now..."
He looked at Little Cold and reached out his hand to her: "I'll help you and Qingqiu get revenge, and in return, you'll need to cooperate with me to accomplish some things that only you can do."
"In the end, we'll both get what we want."
Little Cold looked at the outstretched hand, then raised her eyes to Gu Yan's smiling face.
She let out a soft laugh and didn't take his hand: "Ridiculous, I refuse. I'll handle the revenge myself. What you do is none of my concern."
"But you can't come out on your own, can you? If I'm not mistaken... the condition for you to emerge is when our Qingqiu falls asleep, right?"
"Now that I know of your existence, do you think you'll still have a chance to take the heart's blood from me?"
Little Cold, having been exposed, fell silent: "........."
She helplessly rubbed her temples, then took Gu Yan's hand and shook it, her expression blank as she looked at him: "No matter what happens, you'd better not regret this. If things go south, I'll expose your true face and let the other me personally come to you for the heart's blood!"
However, upon hearing this,
Gu Yan shook his head and sighed: "Heh, Qingqiu's second personality, you still don't understand our Qingqiu."
"Even if she learns my true identity, she won't do anything to me. It's just... if that happens, my plan will fail, and Qingqiu will be trapped. So, your words do indeed limit me."
You don't understand... you don't understand...
Little Cold, perhaps triggered by something,
expressionlessly tightened her grip on Gu Yan's hand and said calmly: "Wait, I've changed my mind."
"If you want me to cooperate with you properly..."
"You'll need to agree to one condition of mine."
?
"What condition?"
Gu Yan was puzzled. Weren't they just having a good conversation?
"That means... when I take control of this body..."
Leng Qingqiu seemed to have thought of something, looking at Gu Yan and speaking word by word,
"You have to... be at my beck and call."
Gu Yan: "......?"