Chapter 154

Yuan Xiaoying had fantasized about this since she was very young.

She imagined that when she grew up, she would be like the older girl next door—with fiery red lips and big curly hair.

Or like the young lady across the street—slender, soft-spoken, with a sweet loli voice.

Imagination is beautiful; reality is cruel.

When Yuan Xiaoying grew up, she didn't become a mature, alluring older woman, nor did she become a pure, delicate young lady.

She became a funny girl—though not ugly, she was nothing like her childhood fantasies.

Mo Yujing's face turned icy cold, his eyes flickering with something unidentifiable, yet he held Ji Zili's hand tightly without letting go.

Shen Tuyuntian was also someone who understood tea well—he never lacked any fine teas or imperial tributes.

This was Guangqi Wangshu's domain; every room on this floor belonged to him. A star array appeared on the floor, and Chuan Xing appeared in the office carrying a plate of pastries and a pot of coffee.

Liang Qian counted off on his fingers, listing off all the older brothers he knew, rattling off several in one breath.

Ji Zili smiled and said she naturally understood what he meant, but she could not and would not give him hope.

After wandering for a long time, Xing Zeyuan began to suspect the Huo Beast was lying—there was no Tianling fruit here at all.

After a long while, Ji Zili released Mo Yujing. She couldn't grieve, couldn't be heartbroken—they should avenge him instead. Ji Zili turned, her face filled with murderous intent, staring at the black-clothed man.

Within less than half an hour, the crowd watched as Nan Jiang carried items in and out, and soon, exquisitely crafted dishes appeared on the table, making them even more excited.

Shen Tao Haoyu half-heartedly responded to Bing Chen while his sharp, darting eyes constantly scanned the powerful bodyguards.

The third checkpoint was forty li away; they were completely unaware that the first and second checkpoints had fallen, nor could they imagine anyone would circle the East Sea and attack from the northeast of Nairang Island. Besides, they had always assumed the monster guarded all sides of Nairang Island.

A silence fell; the Empress Dowager remained still, and Qian Paopao's words struck right at the heart of the Empress Dowager's thoughts, stirring them.

Wang Shanbao's wife whispered faintly, words like "physician" and "never conceive again" barely audible—clearly, she had told Xing Shi that her body was ruined and she could never bear children again; no wonder Xing Shi couldn't believe it.

In the future, she would surely need to move under cover at night—if she knew nothing at all, she'd only make a fool of herself.

"Alright, I'll pretend I didn't see it this time. Next time if you're late on rent, don't blame me for throwing your stuff out—the line outside for this apartment is long, and you're not the only one." The landlord checked his phone, guessed the transfer had gone through, turned, and walked away.

Precisely because of these two advantages, Yingchun and the others didn't press hard against Zhen Imperial Consort.

At the front walked two people: one was Yun Cang True Person, the master of Qingqiu Zifugong; the other was a middle-aged man wearing a star-adorned crown, a bright red Daoist robe, a sash depicting mountains and rivers, and cloud-soled flying boots. His face was sallow, his presence imposing without even raising his voice, and his steps carried the force of wind and thunder.

In modern times, you couldn't buy it for less than five or six hundred million—even if you had that much money, few would be willing to sell it.

Wu Qian quickly waved his hand and said, "I slept, but didn't fall asleep." Inside, he thought: you slept through it, but I walked through the gates of hell—and I can't even tell you. Now I have even more things to hide from Chen Junmei.

Lü Feiyue looked at Nan Kongqian's earnest, solemn expression and suddenly didn't know what to say. Since leaving Lü Family and Han Yang City, everything in Han Yang City had nothing to do with him anymore. Now, the only thing he truly cared about was Qian Gege.

Although Chen Junmei was still puzzled, she didn't mind the dismissal—she simply couldn't bear to stay longer with someone whose heart was dark.