Chapter 48: Impudent and Open-Hearted

Song Yin smiled with a charming air, saying, "The Third Master lacks nothing at all; could he possibly be missing a worthless gift from me?"

"Who says I don't lack anything? If Yin Yin doesn't give it, that's an entirely different matter."

Song Yin gave him a gentle push, straddling his lap. Leaning in close, she breathed like orchids against his ear, "Am I not already the best gift of all?"

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"We are all business people, so I won't waste words with you. We came here accepting a commission of heads, and those heads belong to the men of your Sacred Blade. Tell me, brothers, what should we do?" Old Fourth Wang said.

Upon hearing this news, the corners of the four elders' eyes brimmed with tears. Such deep affection did not seem false, leaving Feng Ruhuang truly wondering what kind of relationship her mother actually had with these four elders.

Madam Sun had dominated the inner quarters of the Feng residence for decades; how could she be overthrown in a single word? There were still plenty of people eager to flatter and fawn upon her.

Lost in thought, she began to feel drowsy again, and under Chan'er's persuasion, she lay down to catch a brief nap. Muddled and half-asleep, she had no idea how much time had passed until Chan'er woke her up. For a moment, she was unable to collect her wits, sitting dazed upon the bed for a long while.

I was utterly speechless at her behavior, and suddenly remembering what had happened in Nanning a little over two months ago—as if it had just occurred a moment before—I asked Fatty Ye where Daoist Master Jiwang was.

Xiang Wei'er took a deep breath. As long as her grandfather saw her excellence, he would surely come to favor her and thus discard Xiang Tianci.

His second brother had advised him that after the wedding, he should not rush into having children. For once there were children, he would not be able to get close to Jingchu for a very long time. Moreover, both he and Jingchu were young; they could wait a year or two before having a child, allowing them to enjoy a prolonged period of a world for just the two of them.

Niangniang had walked in a hurry, and by now a fine layer of sweat beaded her forehead. Her expression held a trace of panic, yet she showed no extreme fear, which allowed Pei Xing'er to set her mind somewhat at ease.

"Let them go!" Wang Caijun said with a smile toward Zi'er. Zi'er hurriedly removed the handkerchiefs from Qiao Yu's mouth and the mouth of the maidservant named Xiuer.

I unlocked my phone and dialed Dante's number. Although we were underground, the signal was surprisingly decent.

Cities hidden amidst mountains and waters always seem to inadvertently exude a poetic and picturesque charm.

Li Yuanfang's tone suddenly turned agitated, which Di Renjie found rather strange. The so-called turning of the earth dragon was merely a phenomenon people associated with demons and divine beasts when describing earthquakes; how could anyone claim "that is the earth dragon turning"?

Yet confident people, or those utterly devoid of conscience, will never regret the wrongdoings they have committed.

From this, he deduced that it was highly probable Amber had come into conflict with something, though he had no idea where she was right now or whether she was safe.

Bai Yue'an smiled as he looked at the embroidered uniform ghost, causing the ghost to instantly feel rather embarrassed.

The captain of the Longwu Guards merely stated that the old prince would personally summon them later before turning on his heel and leaving.

Looking at the two options generated by the random number sieve, Song Ge found it hard not to suspect that Yang Guo was airing grievances on his own behalf.

At the edge of the dance floor, Lin Quan and Lily Collins, two utter novices, danced awkwardly, occasionally stepping on each other's feet due to a lack of coordination.

At this moment, Kong Han'an's figure was incomparably massive. As he strode forward, wind rose beneath his feet, covering ten thousand miles in a single step with a most resolute determination.

Human joys and sorrows do not necessarily connect; Shen Xuexue and the two children stood desolate at the entrance, their spirits deeply depressed.

Even if they looked identical, even if every gesture, tone of voice, expression, and even the aura about them were the exact same, they still evoked a completely different feeling within me.

Just moments before, when he lifted me down from the rock, my brain had been frozen numb, leaving me completely bewildered when he told Feng Ma to brew some ginger tea.

"Jian Yiyun! You stop right there!" Mu Zhijun said, half-exasperated and half-amused. He tossed his jacket into a servant's hands, stepped forward to take Jian Yiyun by the hand, and led her upstairs.