Chapter 204: The Consort Demands a Physical Examination

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Yu Youhan was briefly stunned, then came back to herself, a cold glint flashing through her jade-green eyes.

Although she couldn't understand what Chen Mo was saying, she could roughly guess… given that crazy woman Ji Hongxiu's temperament, who knew what absurd thing she might do!

"Tell me everything that has happened these past two days, from beginning to end, every last detail." Yu Youhan said in a low voice.

"Yes."

Chen Mo, while kneading her little feet, began to report the course of events.

Her legs immediately went weak beneath her; a panic utterly unlike the one from last time when Chen Ming had carried her away flooded her entire body in an instant.

Seeing him now, having died so tragically, naturally, even one with a heart of stone could not help but feel deep sympathy for his wretched end.

Longwen shook her head and said; "He's not fierce to you at all, but he's quite fierce to us," and thinking of her own grandfather, Longwen couldn't help sighing as well.

Mao porcelain was a product of special historical conditions; at the time, our great leader toiled day and night for state affairs, forgetting to eat and sleep, often letting his meals go cold before remembering to take a few bites. To solve this problem, after research and deliberation, a special batch of porcelain was fired exclusively for the leader's use.

She didn't know how long had passed, her mind muddled with these vexing thoughts, when just in time the soft sound of a door opening reached her ears.

Using an early Mid-Immortal cultivation to fight a Mid-Immortal mid-stage or even late-stage cultivator — that was clearly a losing proposition! Even Huo Yi wouldn't dare claim absolute confidence against a single Mid-Immortal cultivator.

Holding a thick stack of tickets, Su Yishui, Zhang Wan, and Zhao Lingling, together with several dozen people from Shangpin Cosmetics, headed off to the airport.

After falling asleep in Chen Ming's arms like that, in the middle of the night, Mom and Dad, along with Lin Wei, Sun Miao, and the others, brought the two sick ones back from Liu Bai's place.

Her idea was to let Gu Yang hit a wall during this secret-unraveling, so that in the future he wouldn't act as recklessly as he had last night. Gu Yang's current worldview differed from that of ordinary people; even though here one might talk of background and power, in the end it still came down to whose fist was harder.

The more I thought about it the more anxious I became. I tried to resist, but was pinned down by those two men in black; one of them, a burly fellow, smashed his fist hard into my head, and I instantly went dizzy and collapsed to the ground. Lin Fanyin was also tied up, and seeing this, despair welled up in my heart.

On the tranquil riverbed, Tang Youyou walked backward with her hands clasped behind her, and said with a smile.

Fatty Youliang only hesitated slightly before a dagger seemed to slash into Fatty Youliang's back.

The family business had always been left by Dad to Second Brother's management — and now Second Brother says he doesn't want it, just like that?

"Plums bloom in the spring breeze on the riverbank…" As the Flower-Pitier repeated the latter two lines with a complicated expression, a demonic Incantation Seal suddenly lit up on his forehead, and chains of curses appeared one after another, shattering piece by piece.

Before the Yun family's memorial archways were built, the Drunken Immortal Tower had been the highest point near the South Gate, but now it was outshone by those four archways. Still, if one wanted to enjoy the street view, this place naturally remained second to none.

These were all thoughts that flashed through his mind in an instant; though they might not be fact, he still had to guard against them. So he decided to capture the ringleader first — the best plan now was to seize Wolf Hegemon and then quickly leave this place.

Hearing this, Hanchu felt a slight irritation in her heart, but having somewhat figured out Shen Yu's temper, she gritted her teeth and, supporting him, continued walking toward the Western Garden.

Clearly the person was right before her eyes, clearly there was no distance of life and death between them, yet still they remained unreachable to each other. The affection accumulated over years was in truth only a bubble of illusion — with the lightest poke of a single finger, it would shatter mercilessly at once.

Li Hong's heart leaped with joy, her eyes shining bright. As long as this man was by her side, many problems seemed to melt away on their own. Through several collaborations with Qin Feng, Li Hong's subconscious had already begun to develop a dependence; whatever problem arose, she had Qin Feng's brain to rely on, and all she needed to do was execute.