Chapter 316: Celadon Pillow, Golden Millet Dream

In reality, inside Jingcheng.

In the presidential suite of a certain luxury hotel.

Two naked women lay sprawled on the sofa, which was soft to the extreme.

Whether judged by their faces or their figures, they were clearly high-quality specimens.

Yet at this moment their eyes were tightly shut, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep, and they lay askew on the sofa without the slightest movement.

Occasionally their cheeks would flush and their bodies would twist of their own accord.

As if they were in the middle of some indescribable—

Fortunately, although I had been sent flying by his blow, I wasn't actually hurt that badly. It seemed he had held back, after all. I was someone Dragon Brother had bought back, and he valued me highly. If he had truly injured me, and Dragon Brother later blamed him for it, he wouldn't have been able to bear the consequences.

I had been dreaming the whole time—one moment dreaming of Luo An'ge, the next dreaming of Luo An'ge marrying Bao Jia, then dreaming of Shu Congxuan, then of Du Fanchuan. People kept appearing in my dream, arriving and departing one after another.

Andy didn't stop her either; she waved goodbye to Qiu Yingying and went inside the house together with Chen Yifan.

The instant she moved, I moved too. Like an arrow loosed from a bow, I shot inside in a flash, and before the two men could even draw their pistols, I had already pinned one of them to the floor.

"Here?" Xia Qingxiao didn't look up at him, studying the chessboard intently. She was actually a fairly clever person—how could she have no knack for chess at all? Looking carefully, she realized that indeed, the moment she played there, the game would be broken open.

Ling Xiquan almost immediately recalled what Lü Xining had told her—that Di Qin had asked her not long ago whether she liked Yin Junyu.

But these were only other people's guesses; she still lived a glamorous, dazzling life, enjoying the sort of existence others envied.

At this moment, even Lu Jinyang's gaze at his own cousin was a little strange—he couldn't believe his cousin was only a Bronze 4 player.

Xia Chujun's frame gave a sudden shudder; she couldn't get a single word out, and her face went pale in an instant, white as a sheet of paper.

"It's fine, some of it is too filthy—asking an old man like you to clean it up really wouldn't be quite right." Xia Qingxiao went on. One had to admit, no matter from which angle one looked at the old man before her, he seemed to have absolutely nothing to do with that perverted killer.

"Brother Ding! You're here!" Zhang Yu didn't know many people, but the moment he spotted Ding Anyang, his eyes lit up and he went over to greet him.

As for why Xi Tianling had chosen this main road, first, it was because he didn't have a driver's license; another road he knew was often patrolled by traffic police. And although this road was a bit rougher, it was nearly half the distance of that other road, so Xi Tianling had chosen this route to hurry home.

Inside the door was a bright, spacious dance studio, mirrors on all four walls; in one corner stood a stately golden piano. No one was playing it, yet the keys were moving of their own accord, and pleasant music drifted out slowly.

When Zhang Yu returned to his class, he received a hero's welcome. Wu Jie and the others, as eyewitnesses to the incident, naturally couldn't be deceived by the school the way the other classes were.

"Didn't expect it to be her again. In the original work, it was she who assassinated Yang Guang, and that triggered a whole chain of events—the Twin Dragons only began to rise after that. And now she's the first to step onto the altar. It seems she is fated to be the one who opens this tribulation." Zhang Fan thought to himself.

The news spread farther and farther; even merchants from the surrounding areas hurried over with all manner of goods, hoping to sell them at a good price here. Some far-sighted merchants went straight to Ye Zongman, hoping to lease or even buy a residence and shop at the port as a base for their future business.

Harry watched Helena's ever-changing expressions with puzzlement—clenching her teeth one moment, grinding them the next, then resolute again.

But seeing how Chu Zhaoye made no move to stop her, she had no idea what this Third Imperial Prince was planning.