Volume 1, Chapter 23: A Connection Through the Veil

In her past life, Zhu Xiaozhi had stopped at nothing to make her performances stand out, mastering countless skills both useful and obscure. She could easily mimic the voice of that old man, the Liu patriarch, so imitating the youthful tone of Zhu Xianzhi was effortless.

However, Zhu Xuanli knew nothing of this. Stunned by her bold proposition, he stood frozen on the spot, as if turned to stone.

"My plans thwarted? It is you who fear your own plans will come to nothing, isn't it? You truly have some nerve—you are courting death!" Enraged, Gu Changsheng grabbed Hong Yanjiaojiao and flung her to the ground.

The magic cannon only made his body sway, causing no real damage at all, and the Northern soldiers continued to pour in one after another.

But now, Ding Yan held one more advantage over Prince Ping: she still had Mu Ze in her grasp.

There is a sensation that seeps into your marrow—something you cannot see or touch, yet the moment you stand there, you can feel it. It is the scent of a soul bound to your own.

Zijin and Ye Mingxuan exchanged glances. "How could this be?" they asked in unison, their expressions tinged with unease.

Though a voice in Yuan Jinyu's mind clearly warned her not to go near this man, her body seemed to move toward him of its own accord, beyond her control.

Mo Xunxun lifted her head from Jian Yi’s chest. She wiped her blurred, tear-filled eyes fiercely with her sleeve, but upon seeing the stubble on Jian Yi’s chin, the abrasions on his cheekbones, and the two dried blood scabs on his forehead, she burst into tears all over again.

Zhu Li spoke only of Zhu Qi, not Xu Xun, yet the principle remained the same: people are bound to change.

But she thought to herself, if this family was truly as insufferable as the original owner’s memories suggested, she would have to become formidable, or she would be bullied until not even a shred of her remained.

Looking at the nauseating body before her, Lady Jiang hardly knew where to start. She grabbed the two hands that were still intact and rolled up the sleeves to take a look.

"How did I manage to pull through later on? Did Li Yuan record any other methods for breaking through those shackles in your memories?" Lu Lie inquired.

Just as Bian Yulan was growing secretly anxious, the visitor had already crossed the corridor and entered the reception hall.

Seeing Lu Lie hunched over, digging desperately at the ground with no immediate result, Li Yuan simply sat to one side, crossed his legs, and watched Lu Lie perform manual labor with leisurely amusement.

Great noble families, while enjoying glory and wealth, suffer from unspeakable bitterness. Their so-called heartlessness is often a matter of necessity.

Although he was released without charge, Meng Qianjun still advised him not to return to the military district for the time being, lest he be targeted by those with ill intentions.

As for Liu Limin, as a department-level head in such an important ministry as the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, his position would certainly not be low if he were to be transferred down to a local post.

The servants attending nearby quickly agreed, saying the King was the wisest of all and could not be deceived by anyone; the young monarch was still far too green.

Although Supuyan was still bandaged, his robust constitution and incredible recovery rate meant he was already as lively as a dragon or tiger. Were it not for the bandages, no one would have known he had suffered an arrow wound.

He had sent Fuxen to buy the equipment for two reasons: first, to test whether the police in Qingyun City were truly focusing all their vigilance on them; and second, because one of Fuxen's plans had ruined his own.

Suddenly, he felt the urge to tease her... Chu Feiyu drew closer, resting his chin on her shoulder. The warm breath he exhaled seemed laced with affection, yet as he drew near, it was he who truly suffered—the fragrance emanating from her body was a constant temptation... It was just that this girl still needed a few more years to grow.

Called out by name, the vendor surnamed Zhang could only offer a bitter smile. These Liu brothers were truly despicable; had he known it would come to this, he never would have courted such trouble. Still, surely they would honor the favor of letting them use his space?