Chapter 47: Reluctance
“So, does that mean the entire household registration of the third brother’s family has been transferred over as well?” Although An Jianjia was still asking, in her heart she seemed to already know the answer.
Under An Jianjia’s gaze, An Songyu struggled to suppress his awkwardness.
He gave a slight nod, which counted as a reply.
In an instant, An Jianjia felt both disheartened and wronged.
She looked at her parents and family, biting her lower lip tightly for a long moment before barely managing to steady her emotions.
When she spoke again, her voice was hoarse.
“Afterwards, I grabbed my son and ran as fast as I could. I was afraid they would chase after us,” Sun Jingfang continued.
When the branding iron was heated red-hot, Hei Tenggui San grasped it and strode over to Ge Dani. He deliberately held the iron about ten centimeters from her face, letting the scorching heat waft over her beautiful face.
Of course, Sun Tiantian didn’t pay it much mind. At that moment, her mind was occupied with the two new concepts Ye Fan had mentioned: entrepreneurship and pharmacy chains.
Pigeons flew over the winding eaves, circling above the forest before settling back into the trees in the courtyard. The untended woodland, blanketed by heavy snow, exuded a wild, pristine beauty.
And this was only the beginning. It continued to grow wildly, showing no signs of stopping.
He had thought Jiang Nuan would not let him off easily, that she would mock him mercilessly, but to his surprise, Jiang Nuan only said calmly,
Han Licheng’s eyes greedily took in everything before him. He wanted to remember it all, to recall it often in his brief and barren life ahead.
Actually, it wasn’t just sheep one could transform into. Chickens, frogs, crabs, and such were also possible.
Even Litchi patted him on the shoulder, saying he lived in the clouds, oblivious to the hardships of the mortal world.
A dazzling light flared up, starting as a faint blue before deepening into a profound purple.
An hour later, a cultivator flying across the sky suddenly halted midair, suspended tightly above the ground.
Additionally, Mo Jia’s parents reminded us that the seabed structure of Jin Hai was quite complex and varied. They suggested we mark locations as we traveled to avoid losing our way home.
At night, Master Pang and the recently acquainted guard skilled in internal martial arts, somewhat intoxicated, returned to the Xiumu Courtyard.
She looked sullen but forced a smile as she spoke a few words to Lady Qiao, then sat down on the embroidered stool behind her. Lady Qiao turned her head to say something, but she was dazed and only responded after a long pause, causing Lady Qiao to frown repeatedly.
Under system control, all major live streaming platforms instantly connected, each opening a dedicated channel specifically for the broadcast.
Since the Empress Dowager’s funeral, Tang Changyu and Liu Bin had been idle at home. The emperor was seriously ill, and no morning court sessions were held. This left the two with plenty of free time to ponder trivial matters, piecing together old clues they had found before, yet still unable to uncover anything of value.
“Um… well… not really,” Su Ya nodded, but after a moment, shook her head again. Her heart was in turmoil, uncertain how to express herself.
“Alright, Grandma, no problem. Let’s go now.” With that, one hand held her grandmother’s arm, the other took Xingchen’s, and they swam forward.
“Master Qian, can you tell me, what exactly does the Five Ghosts’ Chaos want to accomplish?” I asked.
Liu Ning, Tang Changyu, and Zhao Nan hurried through the streets, questioning passerby after passerby, but Mingfu’s figure was nowhere to be seen. Zhao Nan’s heart was on the verge of collapse. He blamed himself for his negligence and was deeply worried for Mingfu’s safety.
This was the first time Long Moxuan had been so candid about his feelings. Even he hadn’t expected it. He never dared to say these words to Leng Yurou. Strangely, though, under Bai Qiguang’s interrogation, he confessed everything openly.