Chapter 131: Scheming
After a moment of silence, Wang Mian spoke slowly, "Master Lou, please allow me some time to consider."
She was wavering.
Lou Yu’s expression remained calm; he showed no sign of reaction to Wang Mian’s response. Only his hand, concealed within his sleeve, gently stroked the ivory thumb ring.
"..."
Lou Yu did not speak further, merely nodding slightly to signal his silent agreement. Indeed, when the stakes are raised again and again, the temptation becomes sufficient.
Furthermore, any true essence surging within his body that came into contact with these raindrops was inexplicably dissolved into nothingness, causing his numerous clones to vanish into formless void.
In the world of cultivation, most practitioners seal their storage bags with their own unique spiritual imprint.
The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sun Sect drew closer to Qing Xuelian, gently lifting the fabric of her garment to reveal her pristine, soft skin.
Contemplating this, the six members of the Yue clan would glance toward the private room where Ye Chen resided, their eyes filled with resentment and gnashing teeth. Ye Chen’s existence posed a formidable threat that could not be left unchecked.
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Therefore, Tie Tou’s resentment seemed overly extreme. Yet, as this was their internal struggle, Zhu Ling could not be bothered to intervene.
She gradually raised her head, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds drifting slowly overhead, a smile playing on her lips.
She set her sights on Su Qinghan, took his phone, and sent out a red envelope. This time, Su Ranran was prepared and managed to snatch it instantly.
Unsure of what Nanny Zheng intended, Su Jinxi remained composed, saying nothing, simply waiting for the woman to speak.
"Your Highness, a secret imperial edict has arrived." A voice called out from behind; it was an elderly heavenly general presenting a jade slip to Yin Yang.
Of course, I do not mean to set sail again. In this season, the sea breezes blow directly toward the isolated island; even if I had the heart to try, the environment would make it impossible.
Seeing the meaning in Aunt Zhao’s eyes and recalling what she had told her, the resentment and unwillingness on Qiao Yuxuan’s face slowly faded. A meaningful smile bloomed, and she took Aunt Zhao’s arm to follow the Old Matriarch as they departed.
The county magistrate nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, of course. This way, Your Majesty!" With that, he welcomed Zhao Jiong into the county office.
No one answered his question. Tong Chao felt a flutter of nervousness; in junior high, he had seen others called to the office by their parents, but when it was his turn, he was afraid. After all, he was a cautious child who didn’t want to upset his parents.
The three generations chatted about trivial matters for a while. Just then, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, accompanied by several inquiries and shouts.
At that moment, with a creaking sound, the coffin lid was pushed open from within, and Qin Yu stepped out.
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Yun Duoduo said nothing. Ling Xueruo’s knot had to be untied by herself; the words of others were likely just useless noise.
When she saw someone rush to the railing, she immediately feigned exhaustion, loosened her grip, and plummeted into the lake.
Yelu Xiuge had not expected that Xiao Hemin would fail to even recognize him. Could she truly have suffered such a shock that only the painful memories remained in her mind?
Inside the room, Qing Man was decorating. Festive silk fabrics were hung, and celebratory ornaments were placed in every prominent corner. The table was laden with various New Year treats and pastries.
"You don't want this, and you don't want that. Then what is it that you want?" Yelu Xian was now truly puzzled.
After taking a few steps, Long Yichen flicked his finger, and a long sword instantly appeared in his hand. The cyan blade shimmered under the sunlight, emitting a dazzling radiance.
"Dad, is what you’re saying really the truth? It sounds a bit strange to me." I felt that some parts didn't align; the reason my father gave seemed to belong to the past, yet I felt something wasn't quite right.