Chapter 371: A Good Woman

Zhang Juxiang's house looked at a glance to be many years old.

The red bricks used to build the walls had weathered in some places; with a slight force, red dust would rustle down.

Yet even so, the home was kept very clean.

The cement ground at the entrance, though cracked in many places, had been swept spotless; at the doorway, there was even a trash can, a rarity in the countryside.

After Zhang Juxiang led the few people inside the house,

After Bingqing bathed and changed clothes, specifically putting on a garment with a vertical collar so that the colorful kiss marks on her neck were hidden, she gazed at her reflection in the bronze mirror, her eyes like spring water, and could not help but reach out to touch her forehead, a faint curve on her lips.

He cast a vicious glance around at those few who seemed to be watching a show; no one knew how important that seal was to him.

"Have you grown accustomed to stealing fragrance and jade? Why do you always like to sneak into people's inner courtyards?" Mingmei saw Qiao Jingxuan's gaze burning through the window and smiled helplessly; Qiao Jingxuan was truly an old hand at this, having entered the Liu household last time to abduct her, and now he boldly barged into the Gong household again.

To obtain the treasure guarded by Young Master Xia, this ugly man was even willing to risk making enemies with Young Master Shewei and the "Sea of Fragrant Blood," which further proved that the treasure was extraordinary; if she possessed that treasure, she would hold the greatest bargaining chip, so how could she easily make a deal with others?

Suddenly, a faint "hiss" sound; her eyes widened abruptly, and she looked at him in confusion—was he smiling?

Time passed; she no longer remembered her own superb cooking skills, nor did she remember him sitting beside her waiting for food. Now the roles were reversed; he cooked soup and porridge for her, and he found it sweet.

Indeed, before Zhu Houzhao's cavalry had fled for even a moment, and before the Eastern Depot could organize their troops, a sea of torches suddenly appeared; countless Jin Yi Wei warriors surged out from every street corner, surrounding the Eastern Depot forces completely.

If you retreat one step, they will advance one step, eventually forcing you into a dead end until destruction.

Although she clearly heard the sound of the attack striking the formation, she did not speak to ask, but instead sat cross-legged in place.

This entire area was a slum; once it grew dark, the common people would simply fall asleep, and who would be willing to waste money on lamp oil?

And the child in the madam's belly, who would not even know what his father looked like after birth; how pitiful that would be.

The Prince of Zhongnan watched the workers carrying wood, their heads covered in sweat, and rushed up himself to lift the timber.

The disheveled old man asked again, "Is there more?" Xu Wubing shook his head slightly, his face showing a look of guilt.

That Se nodded, pulled the blindfold down a bit to expose his right eye, and carefully examined the stack of documents.

Ji Fanrou asked Min Yanrou very gently; Min Yanrou looked at Ji Fanrou, instinctively feeling she was no ordinary person, and followed Ji Fanrou without hesitation.

She glanced at the time; it was only a little past seven in the morning, but the cold bed told her that Ye Lan had already gotten up very early.

Every time he looked at her with that gaze, as if he had liked her for over ten years, it was intensely burning.

Wang Lin's expression was already one of helplessness; he thought to himself: Why did Father rebuke me like that? Does he really hold a prejudice against me?

After everyone entered Meixue Zhai, Hu Yiyi immediately took Yao Zibei's pulse; fortunately, Yao Zibei had only disturbed her fetal qi and suffered no internal injuries; the two sword marks on her neck, though leaking a few strands of fresh blood, were inflicted by Zhuo Leyun with considerable restraint, so the marks were merely light wounds, had already stopped bleeding by then, and posed no serious threat.

It was understandable that Li Siqing came to "visit" Ma Qian'an, but why had Zhang Lansheng come too? Did I become so likable? Ma Qian'an continued the topic he had not finished discussing with Zhang Lansheng just now.

"Crash!!" Accompanying this dull explosion sound that entered everyone's ears, the heavy rain in the sky poured down; when Mo Xiyao heard this explosion, her heart suddenly convulsed violently as if struck by lightning, her vision turned pitch black, and her brain briefly entered a state of extreme oxygen deprivation.