Chapter 322: Moving House, Asking Jiang Xiaoshuang for Help

Cao Sheng roughly scanned the missed calls, then tapped open the unread messages one by one to check their contents.

Because he noticed that the senders of these messages largely overlapped with the records of those missed calls.

He figured that reading a few unread messages would tell him why so many people were looking for him.

And indeed that was the case.

"Old classmate! Your little mother cow is doing a handstand! You actually earned over a hundred million this year? Awesome, awesome! Congrats, congrats—

Listening to the splash of water from the bathroom, Mu Feng paced in a circle at the door, then pressed his left hand against the wall to sense the water pipe running inside, while his right hand formed a hand seal and he silently chanted a spirit incantation.

Yet Ye Qianmo, who had heard every word clearly, sorted through this past affair in her mind. Feng Yi, the heir of the Qiang tribe, had been mistaken by Beiqian as Tianyue's lover, when in fact he was nothing more than Tianyue's shield.

"Let her be. She won't be running wild much longer." Yu Xue said flatly, lifting a cup of tea to savor alone.

Originally, he hadn't planned to let her feed the baby herself. After all, in the past few years, raising a child hadn't been as easy as imagined, and he worried her body wouldn't be able to hold up.

The Minister of Summer occupied the position of Right Chancellor, so Xia Youyan's status was a match for Ye Qianmo. Moreover, this man was handsome, only two or three years older than Ye Qianmo. Murong Ming had bestowed the marriage upon the two, and the ministers had no objections. Even if King Xuan and the others were displeased, they could only swallow their bitterness, because the imperial marriage bestowal was itself an honor granted by His Majesty.

Just as Mu Feng was about to be buried by the sand and gravel, a silvery-white fox tail suddenly shot out, wrapped around Mu Feng, and pulled her out in time.

I blinked, pinched my cheeks to wake myself up a bit, thought for a moment, then said: "Don't block them. Blocking them would risk exposing the secret guards." What a hassle. The secret guards can't be exposed, but why does this assassination attempt never end? What exactly does the Crown Prince want?

Xiang'er stared in stunned admiration at the breathtakingly beautiful face in the bronze mirror, the sandalwood comb in her hand slipping away unnoticed.

The moment Leng Yue finished speaking, the house that had just calmed began shaking even more violently than before.

"The wind blows bleak, bleak—the Yi River runs cold!" At this moment the ground was covered in a layer of ice, lending the scene a certain tragic grandeur.

At this point, the viewers in the livestream finally arrived. Every rabbit Zhang Shan had shot had an arrow driven straight through the exact center of its forehead—unwavering, precise to the finest hair.

Yun Feng was dragged into the Purple Lotus Auction House by the uncle whether he liked it or not. Who could blame him? This was the clan leader's order. After the uncle left yesterday, the clan leader instructed Yun Feng that no matter what demands this uncle made, Yun Feng was to agree to them all. This uncle was someone the Yun family could not afford to offend.

Bo Jianmo had called home in advance, and only dared to park the car after confirming there were no paparazzi around.

But it was already too late. Yun Feng's sword had already thrust out. The black-clad man didn't even have a chance to counterattack before Yun Feng ran him through with a single sword. He didn't even have a chance to cry out, because Yun Feng had directly slashed through his neck.

Zhang Xun glanced at Wang Yanbing, pointed at himself, then pointed at the yawning terrorist, then pointed at another terrorist behind a big tree, and made a slitting-the-throat gesture.

Xuanyuan Yeying tore off the fake beard, took out a handkerchief and wiped the makeup from her face. After finishing herself, she took out another clean handkerchief, turned the face of Yun Ye—who was busy eating chestnuts—toward her, and gently wiped it clean.

"Impossible. I haven't touched her lately." Kaguya said, holding Shayou's boneless, delicate body in her arms.

What awaited them was imprisonment. Even if Zuo Jiaru was unwilling, there was now nothing she could do and could only submit to Zhang Shan.

Tianchen gripped the spirit stone and sat in meditation for over two hours, but his mind was restless the entire time. He only recovered most of his magic power, and in the end, still troubled by inner demons, he hastily set off again, continuing his flight eastward.

Although this matter weighed on his mind, Zhuge Liang still decided to visit Zhao Manor first to see Zhao Xue, and along the way ask about Yu Ying's situation and report Zhuge Gui's decision.