Chapter 35: Are You in Love with Su Yan'er?

Qin Wan’s body tilted sideways, and she instinctively reached out to grab the railing, but her hand slipped, catching nothing.

Everyone was shocked, instinctively reaching out to catch Qin Wan. The staircase was quite steep, and a fall would likely result in serious injury. However, they were all behind her and could not reach her in time. At that critical moment, Xiao Jingyu stepped sideways and caught the falling Qin Wan with his shoulder.

Seeing that Qin Wan was unharmed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but upon realizing that the one who had caught her was the Fourth Prince, their hearts tightened once more.

"Wan'er, are you alright?" Xiao Jingyu asked softly.

Beside them, Shen Siyi’s face turned deathly pale. She had intended to take revenge on Qin Wan, to make Qin...

Seeing the old lady in such a state, Yu Lixi asked Shen Zhilie to help her return home first. However, no matter how they tried, they could not wake the old lady, so Yu Lixi had no choice but to let Shen Zhilie carry her to sleep in her own room.

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After retouching her makeup in the restaurant’s dressing room, she came over, pouting her cheeks and making a peace sign for the camera. Two beautiful, smiling faces were captured in the moment.

Ever since that time at the seaside villa when Xiao Xichen pinned her to the bed and said, "Let me protect you," she felt as if... she had fallen for him.

While she was hesitating, Butler Lu walked out of the room and gently closed the door.

To be realistic, even as a distant relative, she had received such a substantial dowry from the Zhu family.

"I don't remember clearly, but there seems to be a clause in the adoption laws stating that the adopting family must be able to ensure a complete family for the child." In other words, because Zhai Hua had no husband, she did not meet the requirements for adoption.

Sister Zhai Hua had also said that she already had three children of her own. With the children growing older by the day, she already had her hands full; how could she possibly have the intention to take Jiajia away to be with her?

If Gu Shaoguan had shown even a little consideration for the Old Marquis and Gu Heng, or shown even a little empathy for those around him, things would not have come to this.

Facing her expectant gaze, Li Moshen feigned seriousness, though his lips couldn't help but curve upward. He placed the gift box on the table and unwrapped the ribbon.

Aunt Fu had gotten him the flowers he liked, and then the younger siblings pointed to the flowers they favored, which Aunt Fu gave to them as well.

After that sword strike, Xiao Feifei’s soul skill—that "Spiritual Gale"—had already lunged toward Yang Yang.

She never expected her own mother to treat her this way. The woman who raised her didn't understand her at all, and the realization pained her heart like hundreds of needles pricking it.

Then, An Changhe took out several talisman papers, sticking them to the bow and stern of the boat, and drew marriage lines horizontally along the sides of the vessel.

Three days after Tasia returned to her country, Wilson, Bruce, and the others came to Nanchang. They were preparing to leave and stopped by to say goodbye to Yeguang.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The two vice-presidents and the director nodded vigorously, as if terrified that Qin Yue might change his mind.

Qin Yue paid no attention to Zheng Zhiying; he simply exerted a bit of force and yanked the hard object out.

After moving everything upstairs, Yeguang hurriedly began to unpack the boxes, curious about what was inside.

"Rather than gambling on luck in the next reincarnation game, I think it's better to bet everything on Ye Qingmian. If we succeed, everyone can be saved." Yima Kong clearly lacked confidence in winning the reincarnation game, so he gritted his teeth and decided to seek a breakthrough through Ye Qingmian.

Corpses-drivers deal with the dead, so it is inevitable that they carry a scent of decay. It is as deeply ingrained as the smell of earth on a farmer or the briny scent of the sea on a fisherman—it cannot be washed away.

As for those old fogies in the Night Gang, they would cause trouble for her at any moment, not to mention that inscrutable Sang Zhuo.

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The Eight-Eyed Man swooped down rapidly, his massive crescent blade trailing crimson flames as he slashed downward, turning the ground into a sea of fire.

Ever since Murong Yufei returned from the palace, he had not stopped drinking. Yet, tonight, the wine felt like water; no matter how much he drank, he could not get drunk. Memories of a person he shouldn't be thinking of weighed heavily upon his heart, lingering and impossible to shake.

Originally cold-hearted and detached, she had inadvertently provoked a wicked, enchanting demon, and from that moment on, she could neither shake him off nor escape him.

A single palm strike brought Bing Qing back to her senses. She coughed up blood and shook her head, seeing Luo Yu grit his teeth, determined to drag her away regardless of the cost.

Hearing this, the wet nurse sighed with deep sorrow. "Heaven is truly blind. How could it let Your Highness suffer so much..." As she spoke, she could no longer hold back and began to sob softly.

"En." Zong Yang nodded, then looked toward the disciples of the other four Daoist sects. Seeing their expressions of absolute confidence, it was clear that they viewed the rising zombie army as nothing more than grass and mustard, ready to begin a massacre.

The Bull Demon King took the opportunity to plunge his Chaos Staff into the ground and looked back at it, his eyes filled with a sense of time having passed into another life.

"Did you used to be like them, skipping class every day to come here and eat?" nk leaned close to Chen Xia and whispered.

Ye Qingcheng felt a faint sense of urgency in her heart, a subtle feeling that something was not quite right.

"Father, please speak your mind!" Bai Mujin did not want to play guessing games, so she asked directly. Watching Bai Shizu stammer and feign hesitation, she found it truly laughable; his acting skills were quite poor.

Lin Jingxiu chuckled and gave him a playful glare, then suddenly leaned over and kissed Xiao Tu on the cheek. At this gesture, she felt a wave of shyness and her face turned bright red.

This wasn't actually a poison, but a drug that would cause instant cerebral palsy upon ingestion. It was not at all strange for a butler of his age to suddenly suffer a stroke and become paralyzed.

With that, he squeezed his legs against the horse's flanks, charging out first, and his troops immediately drew their weapons and followed in unison.

"You... what do you mean?" Huang Hongfei looked at the wisp of remnant soul in Feng Liuzi’s hand, momentarily at a loss. How could he not know that this remnant soul belonged to his own sister?

Leng Xue and Han Bing quickly retreated elsewhere, not daring to disturb the Underworld King and Queen—a pity, as it was a magnificent sight to behold.