Chapter 65: Stay Away from the Scumbag

Nan Xi was holding two large, fully stuffed bags.

Seeing her, Nan Xi’s face immediately lit up with a bright smile. "Bao'er, quickly take these, my hands are sore."

Song Yanzi hurried forward to take one of the bags, asking, "What did you buy?"

Even as she asked, she could already smell the aroma wafting out.

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I had no intention of wasting words with them; it was completely unnecessary. I am pressed for time, and once I thoroughly destroy the Living Corpse Gu Village, I still need to go and rescue Red-Haired Brother.

"Uncle, keep it up, I'm rooting for you!" Beibei ran up to Mo Kaichen, quietly cheering him on.

Good news arrived one after another at the end of the year. Li Yuju was also diagnosed with pregnancy, and the Di residence sent a messenger with the happy news. Madam Liu hurriedly dispatched Aunt An and several matrons to visit the residence a few times, sending over a generous amount of gifts.

After taking her medicine, Su Wuyang fell into a hazy sleep and had a dream. She dreamed that she and Qin Fangbai went on a suburban excursion and drove across a bridge. For some unknown reason, the bridge suddenly collapsed, and their car plunged straight down.

Never had the group expected that today they would be able to enter the palace to visit the living quarters of the emperor, and even taste the culinary skills of the imperial chefs. This made everyone all the more delighted and immensely excited, instantly sweeping away all the fatigue of the journey.

Yan Li tossed her phone aside and collapsed onto the bed. Resting her head on her arms, she stared up at the ceiling, her eyes rolling around as her brows frequently furrowed into deep vertical lines.

"Let's go out together; I need to make a trip to the Sixth Younger Sister's place." Li Danruo spoke in a low voice to Madam Zhao as they walked out of the main courtyard gate. Madam Zhao headed toward the discussion hall, while Li Danruo went out, boarded the carriage, and headed to Jiang Yanfen's home.

Wang Kai remarked that the Alien Queen apparently had no intention of serving merely as a production tool and wanted to break free from the Predators' control. How clever of her, actually thinking of using the Alien's own blood to corrode and neutralize the controlling metal.

Walking briskly along Brooke Street, Ye Tian spoke in a low voice through his wireless invisible earpiece to inquire about the situation.

Li Danruo and Jiang Yanming did not dare to delay endlessly. After staying for a single night and having lunch the next day, they set off on their journey back to Jiangning.

Further behind, young gentlemen like Zhao Weiming and Xie Zhizhou also stepped out of the octagonal pavilion and followed along. As they reached the edge of the sea of flowers, a crystalline spring winding down from the mountain came into view, flowing with a murmuring, bubbling sound. On both sides of the stream were lush green meadows and shrubs.

Jing Tan lay quietly on the bed, her curled, thick eyelashes casting a shadow over her eyelids. Her peach-blossom-like face was pale and drained of color at the moment, yet she was breathing steadily.

With tears welling in the corners of her eyes, Gu Laixiang felt Gu Qianjing's pulse and discovered that he had merely fainted from agitation and was in no serious condition.

He had never found a method that felt comfortable and aligned with his desired persona—he wasn't afraid of people knowing he acquired a large sum, nor of them knowing he was a major player in this circle. What he feared was his own attitude toward virtual currency and the image projected by massive purchases, worrying that he might be targeted by certain individuals.

His gesture gave the impression that he was asking someone to come and smooth things over, little realizing that Zhang Jian was merely having someone bring over a few items.

Xuan Cang kept his gaze fixed unblinkingly on her. That look was cold and arrogant, resembling a sovereign looking down upon the world, much like the lone wolf under the moon in that painting.

After coaxing Xiao'er into drinking his medicine, Chu Yunlian pondered how to send him up to Xiling, but before that, she needed to gain a thorough understanding of Xiling.

Xuan Cang cast one final, lofty glance down at Yun Mengdie, devoid of the slightest trace of emotion, then turned and walked away.

This time, rather than riding the wind through the skies, the journey was made inside a light-gauze sedan chair, weaving through the clouds. The gauze curtains hanging down did not stir in the wind, completely blocking out the biting cold while warmth filled the interior of the sedan.

Everyone clinked their glasses happily, bantering and joking around as if they had returned to the carefree days of the past, instantly animating the atmosphere around the table.