Chapter 63: The False Accusation of the Male Has Been Confessed

As he spoke, a finely crafted, gleaming small leather whip was handed into Yu Lan's grasp.

The man even thrust out his full, honey-colored chest with a suggestive gesture.

He looked entirely like a seductive imperial concubine completely at someone's mercy.

Presumably, no matter what Yu Lan wanted to do at this moment, Huo Zhanting would immediately jump up to cooperate.

As long as they can firmly capture the heart of a pretty little female, males will always use every means possible.

However, the crux of the matter is...

Earlier this month, Yue Chu realized that Dong Zhuo truly was a good man. He was a man of his word; although taciturn, he looked honest and kind-hearted.

Because Yue Chu had been busy with business lately, she hadn't visited the Ye family for these past twenty-odd days. Meanwhile, Madam Ye was busy taking care of Madam Wang during her postpartum confinement, and her presence was indispensable there, so she hadn't gone to see Yue Chu either.

She stirred, just wanting to sit up, when she suddenly felt an arm resting across her waist, holding her with considerable strength.

"Wife..." With a bitter expression, Shen Jiye could only turn to his wife for help. Xinxiu wouldn't listen to him and simply couldn't settle down.

"Lastly, conquering the Qi State can timely replenish battle losses, allowing the scale of our army to grow rather than shrink. If we were to attack the three demon states first, the casualties among our troops could not be replenished in a timely manner," Guo Jia said.

Stepping out of the Spirit-Gathering Pagoda and arriving at a testing ground, Master Yan Zhi introduced the newly developed spiritual energy tanks of the research institute to Qian Yuan.

"This isn't a new model. The styles displayed in the store are commodities, but this pair of yours is not for sale," Wang Xudong said with a smile after exhaling a puff of smoke.

Unable to sleep well at night, she had to work and take care of Madam Wang during the day. Being overly exhausted, she had little appetite and could barely eat a couple of bites at every meal.

"Uh... Well, this comes as an unexpected pleasant surprise. I completely didn't expect there to be a dash cam either, and perhaps they didn't anticipate it either," Wang Xudong said with a smile after listening.

After some deduction, the two old antiquities thought of ancient events from before the primeval times, both growing suspicious in their hearts and once again associating it with a certain possibility.

When Liang Xi opened his eyes in surprise, the scent of the sea instantly vanished, and the sound of the waves disappeared along with it.

Following Dugu Qiubai, he was one of the rising stars of the Southern Wasteland. Though his appearance was ordinary, his temperament surpassed that of ordinary people. Naturally ruthless and fierce, he nonetheless greatly admired the strong and possessed the aura of an overlord—a man destined for great deeds.

Everyone saw Edward charging toward Ye Lang, who was beating the drum to one side. His intention was already very clear: he wanted to make Ye Lang stop drumming.

Sure enough, when he stopped, he returned right back to the starting point. This was simply driving people mad—could one only move forward and never stop?

A gentle sea breeze blew past, and the emerald-green coconut leaves gently swayed. Xiao Chen finally felt a trace of coolness.

However, just as he entered the stairwell intending to proceed to the next floor, he abruptly sensed danger approaching.

Wei Qingyun had no choice but to select this location, because he could already feel the circulation of spiritual energy within his body becoming increasingly sluggish, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

Cutting off worldly ties with the sword of wisdom—this requires immense courage! Because once that step is taken, what may await her in the endless years of longevity to come is perhaps boundless solitude.

As for things like surviving a shipwreck, traveling to the Eternal Star, practicing human-like martial arts, and experiencing perilous situations where he almost died several times, those certainly could not be spoken of; otherwise, the old man would definitely have been frightened to the point of fainting.

Nearby diners were frantically boasting about the magnificent spectacle of the Cheng family's "Golden Goblet Banquet," yet a common street lounger like him was not among the invitees. It was truly admirable how vividly he could describe it as though he had witnessed it firsthand, and his tablemates listened with rapt attention.

Duanmu looked at his disciple with a hint of surprise in his eyes, not expecting that a disciple he took in on a whim would have such an accurate intuition.

Zhang Liang gave a soft shout, his body slowly lifting into the air. His long hair suddenly scattered, dancing wildly in the wind, and his light blue robe fluttered audibly.