Chapter 129: The Mortuary

As Huaian and Gu Yuanhuai stepped into the Prince’s mansion, they were met head-on by Prince An.

Prince An cast a look of inscrutable meaning at Gu Yuanhuai before turning to smile at Huaian: "So, you finally decided to return?"

Huaian pouted: "Is Father unhappy that I’ve returned? Or would you have preferred that Gu Yuanzhou destroyed your daughter, only then to be satisfied?"

With Gu Yuanhuai standing right there, Prince An’s face darkened instantly. He coldly retorted: "What kind of nonsense is that? You’ve been out for a few days and already have no sense of propriety; who taught you such bad habits?"

After knocking on the door, Shi Tou stepped into the office and saw a man full of vigor sitting behind the desk.

Yang Qing’s face bloomed like a flower; she was immensely happy, clearly having been handsomely rewarded by "Green Tea Ji" for her successful prank on me.

When Sun Nan indicated that he held no prejudice against love songs, Zhou Zhou cast aside this groundless conflict.

Chu Chen stroked his chin, observing the saber-toothed white tiger with curiosity. He had never seen it so obedient before; could it be that it was stunned by his own handsomeness?

In the coffee shop, besides the feeling that "being honest is truly troublesome," some were also struck by a chill down their spines, thinking, "If it’s a son, and he marries that child and has children..."

He suddenly realized something, held out his hands, and saw that his entire body had become transparent.

But if he were to stand up and give up his seat now, wouldn't others think he was afraid of He An?

After all, it was no longer a lowly creature devoid of tactile sensation; the level of its existence had long since been elevated.

As for the bone marrow, the moment He An picked up his chopsticks, he had already grabbed the pork knuckle, devouring it with great gusto.

To possess more, one could only cling tightly to the other’s body, yet the ultimate ecstasy always dissipated just as it was within reach, stoking the most primal desires in the depths of one’s heart to a fever pitch.

The more Ye Ye thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. But just as he wanted to let his mind wander and contemplate the details, the sound of a noisy argument interrupted his train of thought.

Strangely, however, although the ship had been sailing for such a long time, he felt there was no sign of progress whatsoever.

Just as the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was exerting all her strength to support the Four Symbols Pagoda, ten thousand rays of golden light suddenly burst forth from the poisonous mist.

Since he refused to agree, there was nothing left to say. Why should Xia Cheng continue to pretend? She stepped forward to block his path, reached out her hand, and, as he stood stunned, spoke in a slow, measured tone.

"It's impossible now." He Lanzhi laughed in a low voice, an unnerving sound. A few seconds later, the crying of He Yuming could be heard in the background, wailing uncontrollably, as if he were being subjected to some unspeakable torture.

And so, she called her cousin again, telling her that the Zhao family would not pursue the matter and to let Liu Shisan go, then drove home with her husband.

Lin Yu’s demeanor—that lecherous, sleazy expression of his—made Ding Siqi feel as if she were being harassed, and in a most vulgar, despicable way at that.

Heaven knows what she was feeling as she was caught between the pincers of Mu Xue’s fourth brother, only to be nabbed by Zhou Lvchuan. Song Yannian valued loyalty and, mindful of the fact that she had saved his life, would certainly not kill her; but Zhou Lvchuan was insidious and would surely take her life, and he would not let her die easily.

Only now did she realize that time is no healing balm; it is clearly a poison that seals the throat the moment it is swallowed.

I do not know how it is for Chang Pu, but for Cheng Ke, he should not have forgotten his only friend.

The direction in which these people were advancing was clearly toward the place where Feifeng was located. If they walked for a while longer, they would inevitably cross paths with her.

Actually, I knew that playing cards was merely an excuse; gathering everyone together was what they wanted. I also knew that in such a busy time before the New Year, they had gathered not for anything else, but for me—so that I could emerge from the shadows of my heartbreak sooner.

"Vengeance must be taken, of course, but now is not the time!" Facing Chen Ruofeng, who had driven him and Tang Xuan into a corner, how could Ye Ran possibly offer a pleasant face? Besides, such deep-seated hatred—if he didn't make the other party pay in blood with his own hands, how could he ever find peace?