Chapter 66: Encounters Tang Yarui

Waking up from a deep sleep, Lu Yichen received a notification.

He opened WeChat to find a message from Chu Xueli.

Chu Xueli: "Good morning, Brother Chen, what are you up to?"

Ever since their previous encounter, the two of them had not seen each other for a long time.

Inside the kitchen, Yuan Che was struggling to twist the microwave switch. It seemed even more arduous than carrying out a mission; he was using both hands and feet, looking as though he desperately wanted to dismantle the microwave entirely.

"Your Ladyship, this fan is the poorest quality among this batch of imperial fans, and it even has a large hole in it. Why must we mend it to use it?" Xihong asked, puzzled.

No matter how much Liu Chengjun argued, the Major General persisted in his choice as always.

Helan Xuan still had not gotten out of bed. She wore pink sleepwear, with a headband wrapped around her head, and her face lacked color, making her look extremely haggard.

However, yesterday, the other five makeup artists were not present, so this was the first time they were seeing this, and they were all so stunned they remained rooted to the spot.

"Don't move," Qi Mu spoke in a hoarse voice, sounding like sand soaked in water, carrying an indescribable sensuality and desire. He wanted to devour her bit by bit, no longer needing to exercise restraint and forbearance, yet the man still retained a shred of rationality, feeling that taking her in this manner would be treating her too lightly.

Seeing Chen Ziwu's bewildered expression in response to his apology, Han Yiran reflected inwardly that his words and actions just now must have truly displeased Chen Ziwu, which explained why he was being treated this way now.

Cang Sheng drew Fan Sisi closer by the waist, the scent of asserting "ownership" unmistakably evident. The Italian pointed a finger at him, smiled, and led them up to the third floor.

Was that why Chu Zhixin had spoken with such absolute certainty just now, claiming that the child in her belly was not his?

Han Zhuoling could somewhat not control himself as he traced patterns across the small of her back, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

"Boom..." The elderly man was a master at the late stage of Qi Refining, while Wang Qian was merely at the mid-stage. Even though he had prepared in advance, he still took a strike to the chest and was sent flying straight out by a single palm blow from the elder.

"Boss, with all your skills, what do you plan to do in the future?" After gulping down a bowl of wine, Lin Chuqing asked casually.

"She was even clamoring to become your co-wife... Ouch..." Before Chu Yao could finish her sentence, she was scooped into a embrace by a long arm stretching out from somewhere, startling her into a cry of alarm as she hurriedly reached up to hook her arms around his neck.

However, what was truly shocking was not these things. Inside this eerie pool, muscular men were bound with their hands tied behind them. Under the erosion of these bizarre liquids, many of them were already on the verge of death, and furthermore, the skin on their bodies was festering over large areas.

He had thought that gathering his forces together to support one another front and rear would allow for a secure advance, but after such an incident occurred, the consequences were even more severe than before. Unable to strike back and impossible to defend against, Luo Tianye had commanded countless battles in his life, yet this was the first time he had ever encountered such a suffocating engagement.

"So that's how it is." Santers showed not the slightest sign of blaming Mu Haochen, because he knew that Mu Haochen had his own plans.

No, it was impossible, absolutely impossible. Xuan'er was definitely her son; there could be no mistake about that.

Recalling the scene just moments ago, this rabbit had charged forward unstoppably the moment it appeared, its eyes filled with utter disdain, completely disregarding them from the start.

Taking advantage of the gap while the Emperor and Empress were eating pastries, Mu Xiangwan brought up the matter Chu Yao had discussed with her. Initially, she had intended to mention it to her mother-in-law in private, but upon second thought, her father-in-law truly doted on the Seventh Princess; if she could win his support, things would be much easier for them to handle in the future.