Chapter 49: A Most Agreeable Conversation

Sheng Xiayan frowned slightly, clearly perplexed by Lin Yan's condition.

"If that is the case, have you failed to find the root cause?"

"Indeed," Lin Yan gave a bitter smile. "This illness comes and goes swiftly. Once it strikes, my entire body feels as though every ounce of strength has been drained, leaving me unable to move. Every time I consult a physician, the symptoms seem..."

The experienced Shui Bi had someone brew brown sugar and ginger water, and sharing her own experience with Lan Naixue, she helped Lan Naixue pull through the ordeal.

However, Su Wennuan's mood would not improve simply because they remained silent. After all, her feelings toward Youye Yazhi were deeply complex.

"I'm done talking with you lot; I need to take a bath and go to sleep." She grabbed her bag of clothes and dashed outside.

Meanwhile, Xiong Chumo, standing within the formation, instantly understood the rationale behind the personnel arrangement inside the military truck earlier.

The heat radiating from his body, mingled with his unique masculine scent, instantly enveloped Zizheng's nose, causing her cheeks to flush.

Shen Yuan cast a cool glance in her direction, only to see Gu Shanshan's face as pale as a sheet, beads of cold sweat constantly breaking out on her forehead.

"H-hello," Rong Peishan said, her face flushed with a polite bow to the two faces, feeling as though she had seen them somewhere before.

She kept calling to urge me to exchange the children, but I refused to go, and she even told me the exact location where that healthy child was placed.

Fortunately, this large tree was sturdy enough—it appeared to be several centuries old—allowing it to withstand the onslaught of the mountain torrent without collapsing, providing Gao Yuanyuan and the three children with a temporary shelter.

Just then, Mu Xiuhan, who had fallen unconscious, slowly opened his eyes. Seeing this, Shui Qiqi's face lit up with a flash of joy as she hurried over to help Mu Xiuhan sit up, asking with deep concern.

Xiao Xun's countermeasure was equally intriguing. He did not deny Cao Cao's intention to send Cao Ang out to command troops, but instead argued that the timing was not right.

At the very least, once Qingyang Town had truly developed, he intended to thoroughly reform the unhealthy practices among all the districts and towns that arose from competing for rankings.

Zhou Mengxue was utterly astonished, her eyes locked firmly onto Su Xi. She was simply too breathtaking, especially that commanding aura—an aura that was truly impossible to ignore.

"Boss, I heard that bronze mirror was once used by the three Zhang brothers?" a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked up to the counter and asked curiously.

The murderous intents intertwined like a massive web, descending to shroud Sun Yang and his companions.

Shen Bin vaguely sensed that something was amiss, but upon second thought, he attributed it to Lu Zeyu's impatience and thus dismissed it.

Although everything had been agreed upon in advance, the fact that the Lu family was willing to state it openly on the spot was proof enough that they would not renege on their word.

Cao Cao's crackdown on the Yingchuan gentry clan had not yet concluded. Because the Yingchuan gentry had followed Cao Cao from the very beginning and made monumental contributions to his cause, many of them occupied crucial positions. Uprooting these individuals was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

However, the newly established crown prince, the fourth imperial prince Yun Song, was not so fortunate; he was captured alive by the soldiers from the land of Shu in an inescapable net.

When Zhou Mengxue woke up again, it was already afternoon. Su夕 was sitting by the bedside, looking at Su Xi with excitement, her voice trembling with fear and a profound sense of self-doubt.

A short while later, the strange sound still lingered. Su Jinyu began to feel restless and uneasy. Could they have encountered highway robbers? Just as she was about to stand up, Chen Xuanxi parted his lips to resolve the doubt in her heart.

As it happened, Fang Cheng sat diagonally across from Ye Qian. Whenever he lifted his gaze to look this way, he was bound to catch a glimpse of Ye Qian's true appearance.

The pitiful elderly couple still had to come and take care of this child. In a fit of anger, Fu Jin dialed Su Bei's number.