Chapter 43 Stroking Her Brow

Jiang Mengnan swore that when Xu Junying knocked on the bedroom door, Lu Yu was only a fraction of an inch away from her.

At that moment, both of them were somewhat dazed by the languid and alluring atmosphere.

The impulse rising from the depths of their hearts and the lower abdomen was almost too much to withstand at that very instant.

Madam Shi observed Gu Yunsi's expression closely. Seeing that she looked as usual, she felt much more at ease. After offering a few words of cautious instruction, she took her leave alongside Gu Yunjin.

Song Xi, who possessed some camping experience, finally managed to ignite a bonfire inside the room using the most primitive method of fire-piston and friction after struggling for a long time.

Judging by the open-air layout of this martial training ground, it evidently incorporated the cultivation enhancement of mysterious auspicious snow. Coupled with this cultivation platform carved from snow crystal soul stone, wouldn't the speed of cultivation be quite terrifying?

This was the first time both the elder sister and younger brother were meeting the Old Lady Ye. They stepped forward together and knelt to kowtow. Their manners were proper and their bearing elegant, which caused the old lady to be extremely fond of them.

Cheng Jiajia listened to the two of them exchanging subtle verbal jabs in the kitchen with great relish. If placed in ancient times, they would definitely be masters of inner-courtyard harem struggles. In the end, Li Ju still proved to be a bit more seasoned, deflecting the conversation and skillfully dodging the issue without ever giving a direct answer to the information Ji Qin wanted to unearth, leaving Ji Qin with no choice but to retreat in frustration.

"You are! You are indeed! The steadfast rocks serve as my witness, don't even think about denying it!" Ling Jiuyou's neck grew sore from tilting her head up, yet she roared back with unyielding persistence.

If that was the case, why not simply approach it with the most straightforward mindset? The emperor said not to let him down, so she would do her utmost and make sure to investigate the truth to the very end. Only by doing so could she be considered as living up to the emperor's trust in her.

When Ye Lingxi woke up, the sky was already bright. She felt somewhat disoriented and hazy, having no idea where she was. She was extremely exhausted, her body feeling as heavy and weak as if it had been filled with lead.

"Father-in-law, it doesn't matter. I know what you are all considering, so it's fine. Time will prove everything to you." Xu Zipei was not at all bothered by Yang Yong'an's words.

Jiang Muyuan kept laughing. After laughing, he used the pad of his thumb to wipe away the soybean flour clinging to the corner of Gu Yun锦's lips. "Since Sun Ke wants to show his filial piety, how could the Zhao family possibly refuse? I was even worried he wouldn't learn properly and waste other people's time, so I had one of our estate's chefs tag along with him."

Precisely because of this, he naturally would not go out of his way to travel to a remote border region just to kill a mere traitor.

The two of them exchanged remarks back and forth in the main room of the backyard. Daniu sat nearby, occasionally refilling Shui Yiren's cup with water or adding charcoal to the brazier to maintain the indoor temperature, while simultaneously turning over and digesting their conversation in his mind.

"Is there any news from the imperial capital of Southern Qin?" Mu Ling did not pursue the topic further, lowering her gaze slightly as she asked.

For some unknown reason, she felt an intense longing for this melody—a longing akin to that of a fish for water, or a bird for the vast sky.

Because of the chilling aura surrounding him, his striking phoenix-like eyes carried an icy sensation when he looked at people. His presence was formidable, yet it did nothing to detract from his face—an aggressive and striking handsome appearance.

In fact, when he wasn't being overbearing, this man was actually quite decent, at least to her.

She retained a vague impression of having been held like that by her Senior Eldest Brother throughout the entire previous night. Her face instantly flushed crimson, and her heart hammered violently against her ribs as if it were about to burst out of her chest.

Only then did Huayan realize how desperately this man wanted a child. In the past, he must have held back and endured it all entirely because of her.

Initially, she was somewhat unable to comprehend Lin Yanchen's actions, believing that twelve liang of gold was practically tantamount to daylight robbery, and refusing it would be sheer foolishness.

Hearing this, Zhangsun Yi also fell into deep contemplation. Poetry of such caliber indeed did not seem like something Lin Yanchen could compose.

A similar thought arose in everyone's mind. Just as they were pondering how to respond, someone's nose twitched and their brows furrowed slightly.

She looked down upon Lin Bixiao precisely because the Lin family had gone bankrupt, rendering Lin Bixiao at best the daughter of a ruined household. Little did she know that this formerly pure and kind-hearted young lady, having endured bankruptcy and betrayal, had forged her once-tender heart into something impervious to swords and spears.

He felt no less affection for Lin Bixiao than Qiao Qin did, yet under the present circumstances, he was able to maintain his composure even better.

Two consecutive remarks caused Shen Qing's brows to slightly knit together. Taking advantage of this momentary gap, Hao Zhong leaped up directly from his seat, tipped his toes against the table's edge, and charged straight forward with an abruptly erupted aura of fierce momentum.

Along with the sound, all the energy converged into a single point, vanishing as though it had never existed at all. However, subtle changes had occurred within Shen Qing's physique.

Musing thus, Luo Qiran felt that she simply had to win over Shen Jiaming at all costs, and consequently, her attitude toward him became even more warmly enthusiastic than before.

With his physical condition capable of lasting at most ten days to a half-month, even if they were to present him with the top courtesan of a pleasure house after a month, he would have no blessing left to enjoy it.

"If you wish to restore it, you merely need to pull out the stopper and blow a puff of warm air into it." The slave did as instructed, and the massive vessel truly reappeared on the shore out of nowhere.

Upon entering Huiye Prefecture, Xinfei, Qin Ziyan, and the others held special identities, sparing them from the need to pay formal respects to Yang Xiangliang. Instead, they proceeded directly to the Dragon Guard Prefecture Governor's Mansion. Jiang Anyong accompanied his wife to the Governor's Mansion and took custody of the men from the Yuantian Sect. Matters involving the Yuantian Sect fell under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Guard.

"Yaner." Tilt-free and untarnished by worldly dust, Qing Wuxia himself resembled a piece of naturally uncarved jade, exuding a restrained nobility intertwined with a gentle, leisurely elegance that made one feel deeply at ease.

However, regardless of whose number she dialed, every phone was powered off at that moment, even including An Chuhuai's.

The words Huang Xi taught Feng Zhong to say struck precisely at the heart of Shi Fangzhen. Shi Fangzhen remained silent in deep thought. How could a high-ranking official governing an entire province not be placed under surveillance, especially given Huazhou's borderland location? Should Jiang Anyong harbor rebellious intentions, wouldn't the northwestern gateway stand wide open?

The following day, the caravan set out at early dawn. Across the boundless and desolate Gobi Desert, the caravan advanced slowly along dried riverbeds. No one wished to speak, with only the melodious sound of camel bells drifting across the desolate wilderness.

Lingqing Feng served as the main peak, separated from Zhangxian Peak by no intervening summits. Traveling there via sword-flight required only a brief moment.

Other matters could be overlooked, but the contents of this laboratory were simply too crucial to her.

Hayumi knew that Zete was taking her own situation into consideration, but a wrongdoing remained a wrongdoing. She truly was still too young; clearly knowing that Zete had warned her not to meddle in this affair, she had simply fallen for the deceitful coaxing of Zete's fellow disciple and allowed herself to be led astray.