Day 60

She figured that the moment she stepped out of the Su residence, the housekeeper would immediately call Su Chen.

Master Wuye had also dominated the capital for many years and never normally associated with these pampered young ladies and masters, yet even in their parents' circles, his reputation commanded respect. He had never encountered someone so reckless and rude before.

"Heh, it's really not easy for you to agree with my cousin's thoughts," Fang Siran sarcastically remarked, though inwardly she dared not share their perspective.

Talking about how she couldn't even remember what her husband liked and disliked to eat, and still having the nerve to call herself someone's wife.

Li Huan beamed with joy, looking precisely like an utterly blissful prospective husband as he pulled her into a tight embrace, and she too reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.

It truly was first class; her godfather was generously extravagant for once, though perhaps it was also out of consideration for safety.

Could it be that all this time, Wen Ruxu's deception, lies, and bizarre behavior were merely done so she could leave once more?

In the past, he had always seen her off—no matter how busy he was, he would never have cast her aside midway.

"I know, I'll get plenty of rest so I can be full of energy to see you tomorrow." Before his voice even faded, he faintly heard He Hongyi say something over the phone, and then Fang Siran said her goodbyes to him.

Maya Miluke was momentarily startled, then nodded immediately, took out her phone from the locker, and called the police.

This matter was truly bizarre. Obviously, it was impossible for them to figure out what was going on simply through guesswork and imagination.

Su Meng had no idea what Huo Yanbin intended to do. There was no movement for a long time, and her two calls went unanswered, yet the call log on her phone clearly showed they were still connected.

Listening to her smooth and detailed narration, Shen Lixing wore a faint smile and murmured gloomily, "Sensationalist." In truth, he had the habit of waking up early, but getting enough sleep beforehand was never guaranteed, especially lately.

"Dong Baixue, make yourself clear. What did I say to auntie? This is none of your business, do you understand?" The moment she saw Dong Baixue's seemingly harmless face, anger flared up inside her.

"Who went to your house?" Kang Fanni raised an eyebrow. She had merely broken up with Fu Yuanye, so why on earth was someone going out of their way to tell Luo Yufen about it?

Qian Daoyi took advantage of the day to return to the capital as well. Minzhi was pregnant, and he was happier than anyone else. He even specially had Jiuhuang pastries made and sent to the Gao residence. These pastries were a Hubei specialty, but Gao Shiman was not particularly fond of them, so under the guise of showing filial piety to old Madam Lu, she sent some over there and had everyone else divide the rest.

I unlocked the cemetery door once more and re-entered the first level of the crypt. True to my expectation, the first level was completely empty and clean, devoid of even a single monster hair. This was likely due to the quirks of the task instance working behind the scenes. Walking to the end of the first level, I took out the key and unlocked the door to the second level.

Xiangdie was slightly startled. She truly did not know that her group was being tailed; did that mean she had slipped up and betrayed the Princess Consort?

Seeing this, Li Kongxue finally stopped wasting words. A flash of blood-red light crossed his hand, and the blood blade, which had not been used for a long time, leaped into his palm, adding an extra layer of sharpness out of thin air to the already overwhelming surge of blood waves.

That day, after she vomited blood and collapsed unconscious, Nangong Li tracked her down. It was Qingzhu who fought to the death to protect Dongfang Huoyan so she could escape, but Qingzhu herself failed to get away—nor had she ever intended to.

Fu Yunxi's gaze turned icy. Aunt Qing had lied to her; why would she lie? Could Aunt Qing be one of Qin Mingzhu's people? It seemed she would have to guard against both her and Luzhu from now on.

Beiming Yu nodded with a solemn expression. He had never expected the Crane Pavilion to be such a scam; his room actually lacked windows, which ruined their original plan of observing the geography of Linhang County from inside the room.

It was not until Liuli slowly unfurled her body and stood suspended in the air that her outstretched hands stopped their continuous pulling and releasing.

Then she leaped off Li Yun's back and once again stepped onto the path of flight. Far away in mid-air, the fierce battle was still ongoing, but the Ice Dragon's body kept moving in the direction where Lei Tian had fled.

Opening his eyes, Ji was greeted by magnificent canopy curtains; he was evidently sleeping on an even more magnificent carved wooden bed.

Fleeing back to the Court of Talented Ladies, Fu Yunxi patted her chest to calm her breathing. She glanced back and, seeing no one following her, finally set her mind at ease. The memories of this body had merged with her own, and sometimes her mind and body would be controlled before she even realized it.

"The ninjas and monks of Wa are rumored to be quite formidable in strength as well. How come they haven't shown their faces?" Mu Youhan asked with a puzzled expression.

Beiming Yu also returned a smile to General Yushen. The smile was cordial, but coupled with the murderous glint in Beiming Yu's eyes, it took on an entirely different flavor.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Wangyue looked up and caught sight of a pair of exceptionally beautiful eyes—it was the person who had been hiding behind the rockery just moments before.

"Tianxiao is right; we did indeed reassemble them!" Kobe said in a sarcastic tone, even letting out a triumphant laugh.

Zhao Feng concentrated his intent, vaguer than before, upon the Nine Palaces, taking nine breaths for each palace. After completing this for all nine palaces in succession, he lay down to prepare for sleep.

Lin Yue had numerous questions in mind, but these would have to wait until she could see Lin Han with her own eyes to get answers.

Halfway through, the two of them turned to face each other. This time, Tang Jinfhen did not turn away; instead, she stared at Lü Tao like that, gazing at him for a long time before slowly closing her eyes to pretend she was asleep.

Xu Hu looked expectantly at the app on his phone and discovered a few new system prompts.

In truth, their grand wedding was not far off now. They ought to have avoided meeting altogether, but out of consideration for the Crown Prince's face, Nangong Wu had merely suggested that they reduce the frequency of their encounters.

Could it be that this girl had safely emerged from the forbidden zone because Young Master Jiuluo had gone in with her?

This bicycle had been bought quite a long time ago. Although it had not been ridden much, his riding skills were not rusty in the least.

Don't be fooled into thinking the Xuanwu was very close to Deimos; in reality, considering the detours required, coupled with the energy needed for the detonation, the power from the nuclear fusion reaction ring was simply insufficient to support their return.

Ten thousand soldiers were having their meal while Zhongli squinted to survey the surroundings. Movement appeared in the distance, and everyone hurriedly looked over.

Returning to his room, just as Li Xiaoyao was reminiscing about what had happened in the bathroom, the phone on the desk rang—it was a call from Cheng Dongliang.

Turning on the lights, Mo Xialan immediately looked around. This was a suite; the outer area served as a living room and kitchen, and the inner part should contain the bedroom.