Chapter 43: Emerged from the Mountain Ravine

Su Qingli didn’t feel much about it; she was rather laid-back by nature. Besides, if she left work late, so be it—after all, Di Yunshen was waiting for her.

Unhurried, Su Qingli tore open the food packaging, crunching on popcorn as she ate.

He Cheng watched her, feeling even more stifled inside.

Her aim was to make things difficult for Su Qingli, but seeing Su Qingli act as if nothing had happened—how could that make her happy?

Noon, twelve o’clock, Chu Yang awoke from his sleep. As he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Yingying’s face, half-smiling, half-not.

But ever since receiving the court summons, Yan Jing, poor soul that she was, hadn’t found peace in her heart. Why should a convict fight her for the child? When they got to court, she’d show that penniless wretch what was what. Her heart, once humbled, suddenly found pride again.

In the slanting light of smoke and sparse rain, separated by a thin mist woven from spring wind and drizzle, Xu Xuanzan stood silently alone, watching as two graceful figures—one in white, one in green—vanished into the faint curtain of rain. For a long, long time, an aching sense of loss lingered in his heart, impossible to dispel.

Wet nurse, Shen’er has finally managed to avenge you. If your spirit knows, can you rest in peace?

He finished speaking, brushed aside Ming Shen’s hand tugging at his sleeve, and turned to leave. Ming Shen’s helpless, desperate expression replayed in his mind, and suddenly his steps felt as heavy as if weighed down by Mount Tai.

“Your emperor is truly a muddle-headed fool!” Long Chuxia said angrily. With war breaking out, the world plunged into suffering—how could she have the strength to battle demons and subdue monsters?

Deep as love, unbreakable as steel; devotion so fierce, one would die for it. In the next life, let us write new chapters in history and walk together once more.

Gao Liang led his brothers in a charge, only to see, among the group getting out of three vans, the shadow of Young Master Nan.

Returning from the hospital, both were in high spirits. The scholar, following the doctor’s advice, had also bought some fruit.

A faint sheen of sweat appeared on Ming Shen’s brow. Her tear-filled eyes met his gaze, which brimmed with possessive desire. Her heartbeat became wild and erratic, her breath no longer steady.

As soon as the words were spoken, six blood-robed warriors appeared around Long Mo, each at a different position: up, down, left, right, front, and right. These six were the very warriors who had just pursued the intruder into the domain of the Dragon Demon on the snowy mountain.

Of course, relations with the Xie family needed to be handled well. Judging by Chen Fengying’s hateful demeanor, if she asked, taking Xie Haoran away wouldn’t be a problem.

“What kind of race is this?” Regna continued, having heard of the dark elves’ reputation. But since Irene was kin to these elves, surely they wouldn’t do anything truly deranged?

Wanshitong simply nodded to Yan Kuo, then turned to Li Hai and said, “Guess what level I’ve reached now?” After speaking, Wanshitong gave a smug laugh.

The evening breeze brushed the face, carrying away the heat amassed during the day. Lakeshore Road under the night sky gradually grew lively again.

People don’t only laugh when they’re happy; something absurd can make one laugh uncontrollably. Right now, Xiong Ti found the situation hilarious—utterly so.

Such a conversation, held at a place full of significance: Tanhanshan, once the Xianbei Khan’s court. After leaving Wuyuan County, Liu Xuande stopped briefly at Shouxiang City to regroup, then rode nonstop for two days. At last, he met Gongsun Zan, who had also received word and waited long.

Even if you turned the whole Taklamakan Desert upside down, you would never find it.

“Qi Qi called you, several times. You had your phone turned off,” Chu Nanming recalled.

It was normal for parents to have emotions, but she felt that Zhang Lanlan wasn’t lacking intelligence—her mind was simply elsewhere. She wanted to enforce strict discipline, but dared not. Children from such families were never ordinary.