27 In the Mood for Love

The young woman finally snapped out of her shock, gazing at me with an expression of disbelief. She gave a mechanical nod, as if still struggling to process the fact that she had been chatting with a murderer for so long.

An Rong could hardly hide her smugness, as if she had seized some leverage to use against Zhang Cuilian. Displeased, Zhang Cuilian cut the conversation short, rose, and retreated to her room, though the door was pushed open every three minutes thereafter.

I was resistant, but the alcohol was clouding my judgment, and nothing I did followed any sense of reason. I turned slightly and whispered, "Three more rounds."

However, Lin Xin'er could clearly sense the restraint and sorrow hidden deep within Su Ge’s heart, as if she were desperately suppressing her true feelings to ensure not a hint of her inner thoughts leaked out.

The Behemoth royal beside the Grand Prophet, however, was different. He radiated an intimidating aura, one that commanded respect without the need for anger—fierce, sharp, and profoundly overbearing.

There is a price to pay for trying to take shortcuts. Between honestly paying taxes or bowing and scraping to others, it is hard to say which is more distressing.

Lu Guang gazed at Lu Yurong, who stood gracefully in her white robes with a veil covering her face. His heart was filled with melancholy and reluctance, yet he could only bid her a sorrowful farewell, wondering when he might see her again.

"There has been some trouble at the school, Xin'er. Your injuries haven't fully healed; I shall take you home once you are discharged," Elder Chu said, downplaying the situation and arranging everything for her.

Initially, Silva had paid little attention to the existence of Sen. However, when Sen transformed powerful members of the Demon race into zombies, they inevitably retained some of their former habits, abilities, and appearances, which finally caught Silva’s interest.

"So it’s like things we might have already experienced, isn't it?" Chen Junyi seemed to grasp what Qi meant.

A hundred kilometers away, Wuyang, cloaked in fluttering black, covered her mouth and laughed, appearing elegant and noble in that moment.

Han Xue adamantly refused, ignoring everything said. Just as I was about to lose my temper, Duan Ye arrived.

"Sixth Imperial Brother, how could you! Everyone! I ask you all to bear witness: the Sixth Imperial Brother attempted to act indecently toward the Princess of the Cloud Kingdom, staining the elegance of our great nation. I shall certainly report this to our Imperial Father to seek justice for Princess Zilu. I hope for your full support!" The Fourth Prince declared, cupping his hands toward the crowd.

"That Eastern Courtyard disciple is truly impressive," Elder Li exclaimed, showing no sadness over Wen Duo’s defeat.

"We have been discussing this lately. Although nothing is finalized, the most likely plan at the moment is to open an escort agency in Ding City!" Lin Jianjie said slowly.

As before, many remained on the sidelines, waiting; when the situation is unclear, no one makes a move.

What a joke—the Princess of the Great Cang had left the palace and was staying at his own restaurant? Liu An found it hard to believe.

The black bird opened its toothy beak and bit down on the intangible sword aura, as if to swallow it whole, showing no fear.

To ease Xiu'er's burden, her mother insisted on going to the fields to pick mulberry leaves, but she had to give up, physically unable to continue.

The way people had pointed fingers at Qiao Nuo in the past was exactly how they would point them at her in the future.

Lu Yunzheng tidied his clothes, looked at Qiao Nuo, and ultimately said nothing before turning and leaving.

In truth, when I said this morning that I wanted to give my socks as a New Year's gift to Song Bei, I couldn't help but wonder: had Song Bei prepared a New Year's gift for me?

"Did the Princess know early on that the wife of the Governor of Li City would come?" Qingsi asked in surprise. The Princess was truly formidable.

Information in this world was scarce. Naturally, the people here did not know that salt came in many varieties; even if they could not get sea salt for a time, there was still rock salt, lake salt, and well salt.

The Emperor had accidentally killed his stepmother, and the Empress Dowager, consumed by jealousy, could not tolerate others. If this were to leak out, the royal family would lose all face. Enraged, the Emperor argued with the Empress Dowager at the Cining Palace. The Empress Dowager’s old illness flared up, and the Emperor ordered the royal clansmen to take turns entering the palace to nurse her.

Qiao Neng, however, remained entirely unaware, his eyes filled with a trace of gloom. Since that incident, he grew increasingly anxious whenever he woke up to find her absent from his arms. She was becoming more and more important to him.

"I'm leaving." Nie Wanluo glanced up, then hurriedly looked away; Qiao Neng’s disappointment and helplessness still pained her.

"Haha..." Qin Zheng couldn't help but laugh, genuinely feeling that the day spent accompanying her was worth it. Yet, a slightly aggrieved "Daddy" from beside him jolted him out of his reverie.

Most people had eaten Qian Li’s candy, so they had nothing bad to say about her now; they could even help out the Shui family a little.

Lu Tian realized: even for demons, whose lifespans are vast, it is difficult for a heart to remain intact for a million years. It turned out it was merely a sacred artifact forged from a heart; by detaching it from the realm of the living, it could naturally endure for a long time.

The days of living under someone else's roof and hanging on their every whim are unimaginable to those who have not truly experienced them.

King had never pinned any hope on this attack; it was merely a probe! When the strike failed, he kicked off the ground to leap backward, then kicked again to lunge forward.

Sacrificing livestock every year is better than human sacrifice! The three sacrificial animals can be made into a delicious meal if prepared well; as for human sacrifice, unless one is short-handed, who would go out of their way to look for trouble?

The sun was setting, and the rays dyeing the sand red looked like clouds on fire, as if the desert itself were being consumed by the flames.

It was already evening, yet a waning moon hung in the sky. Moonlight, clear as water, spilled into the room, coating the items inside in a faint glow and making the figure on the bed even more enchanting.

Yuan Ying glanced back. With defenses like these, if this were a terrorist organization in the modern world, the entire building would have been blown to pieces.

"Thorn Entanglement!" Ning Su slapped his hand against the ground, and countless thorny vines erupted from the earth.

Yuan Ying’s eyes were filled with malice. With a wave of his hand, he gathered all the remaining Terminators and the corpses of the heavenly soldiers within his divine sense, storing them all inside the world within his sword.