Chapter 55

The happiest of all was Lu Xinying. With Qiao Chu on her left and Murong Sen on her right, she was practically beside herself with joy.

Looking at the two people before him, Qin Mobai felt the same heavy sorrow of parting. Murong Bai had no wish to say much more; a single word of farewell conveyed all his emotions. He helped Guo Yi onto her horse, leaped up onto his own, and waved to the two of them. Guo Yi could not help crying out.

"Lingfeng, is there really no way you can stay?" Lin Chuxia still hoped he might remain, trying to persuade him right up until the moment of departure.

"Ruoxue, you were far too impulsive just now. You shouldn't have let those common folk see you like that—you are destined to become the empress. Such a thing will not happen again; Mother will handle it." Ouyang Qian truly was a gentle and loving mother.

She closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep and shut out these thoughts, yet one by one, the moments of Li Yuanhao's tenderness towards her replayed in her mind. She felt as though she were being driven mad. Clenching her fists tightly, she felt utterly powerless.

She galloped forward on horseback and pulled Yelu Zongzhen up onto her mount. The figures in black immediately lunged at her. With a single leap, she drew Fengshang from her waist. Landing upon a tree branch, she looked down at the assassins below, then threw herself into the fray, engaging them in battle.

The final stage of the process was handled by Xin Wulang and Jia Qilarong. Following the orders, they packaged each customer's cosmetics individually, then sorted them by direction and district according to the delivery locations, dispatching them accordingly. Fifty percent of the orders had now been completed, and progress was smooth. The two of them made two delivery trips every day, renting horses to get around, and their efficiency was quite acceptable.

"Of course. Normally you wear coarse cloth, but this is silk. Naturally it feels comfortable. I wrung my brains out just for you, you know." Ding Caiqing naturally would not miss any opportunity to fish for compliments.

"Why are you suddenly here without even giving me a heads-up?" Catching sight of Gu Zeyu, Lu Anning quickly halted her steps and greeted him.

A deep sense of confusion filled the heart of the Beasts Kaido. Just as he was about to close in on Ace, he was suddenly blocked as if by a gateway of time and space.

Just as the sky was growing pale, Qin Xing's family rose from their beds. Instead of exercising as they usually did, everyone busied themselves packing their things for town. Once everything was ready, Old Liu's ox cart, arranged the day prior, leisurely arrived at the front gate.

"Mu Xiaoyan, given this kind of attitude from them, let's just leave." He had only waited this long because Mu Xiaoyan brought him here, yet this establishment had kept them waiting for ages.

Her good friend—Princess Henrietta's beloved—had actually been assassinated by her own betrothed. Such a sudden and drastic turn of events almost caused Louise to faint on the spot.

Sometimes affection is simply this pure: you act for me, I act for you, and back and forth, hearts become intertwined.

"This fried chicken leg is quite good! Would you like one?" Hearing Mu Xiaoyan reject him so decisively, Huangfu Xijue retrieved another chicken leg from the platter, took a large bite, and spoke.

Hao Hao failed to take the words in, struggling to get up within Fan Jin's grip. It stubbornly turned its head to look at its mistress, only to see her smiling brightly right back at it.

Lan Yishi pulled Ye Xiu along and walked away. As Ye Xiu passed by Brother Sun, he even looked down his nose at the man.

The warm yellow light of the balcony was somewhat dim, casting a hazy glow over everything and softening even the hardest of objects.

"His car accident might have something to do with his wife..." Lan Yishi informed Zhou Duoduo that Su He had been taken away by the police.

The sealing spell inside the stone coffin had not only failed to lose its potency, but it was also formidable beyond his imagination.

The sea of flames surged, churning the arena and making it even more scorching hot. In the end, this battle was simply more than this arena could bear.

Gently patting her chest, Nangong Ping'er felt a sensation akin to surviving a disaster. She had initially thought that He Ranran and the others had discovered the intimate relations between her and He Qingfan, but now it seemed things were not quite what she had imagined.

Inside the carriage, Chen Rong nestled within Wang Hong's embrace, still tilting her head to gaze at him without a single blink. It was as if, subconsciously, she wished to drink in enough of his sight to suffice for the past, the future, and this entire lifetime, all within this single moment.

Withdrawing her gaze, Chen Rong spoke softly to Mother Ping: "Matters have reached this stage, what use is crying? Stop crying." As she spoke, she stepped outward.

The figures of the One-Eyed Tribe were exceedingly tall, yet the formations formed by the disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect were clearly no less formidable. Faced with the successive impacts, they did not yield in the least.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chengce on the other end of the phone was leaning against an old tree, holding a personal military flask and drinking away his sorrows.

Although the seven vanguard peaks enjoyed a spring-like climate all year round, when the pale golden sunlight illuminated the immortal peaks, every early-rising disciple of the Immortal Chivalry Sect still felt a deep sense of warmth.

This young man was currently the strongest of the younger generation within the Mu family. Mu Tingyu was Mu Yao's own elder brother, as well as an peerless prodigy ranked third on theHeaven's Pride Roll.

"Shall I call him back for you right now?" Feng Chi crossed his arms, leaning comfortably back into the genuine leather chair. The corners of his excessively handsome, thin lips curved upward slightly, carrying a hint of rebelliousness, a touch of wickedness, and a trace of dismissive indifference.