Chapter 51: The Beautiful King’s Fish in the Cage 9

By the time Lu Ningshi hesitated over whether to wake up, the moment had already passed.

As the heat drew near, he had already taken her fair, delicate wrist in his hand and gently lifted it.

“What are you doing?”

Lu Ningshi stopped pretending to sleep, hurriedly sat up, and rebuked him in an angry voice.

“Don’t move.”

Her arm curled slightly, but he tugged it back with irresistible force, sending her whole body tumbling toward him.

Before she could resist, a gold, openwork bracelet clasped itself around her left wrist, slowly—

Li Mu wiped the sweat from his face. That bastard had frightened him half to death; he had thought he would never make it home again. Once his strength improved, he would be able to return home without relying on him. Li Mu grumbled inwardly.

Ku Chitu’s meaning had been perfectly clear: whether you supported him was up to you. Loving Sakura City would not miss one person; if you did not want to live there, then get out. No one would stop you.

“Good! Fan Ju, you’re here!”

Sun Ce tightened his grip on his sword and charged straight toward Fan Ju, who likewise came forward to meet him. Sun Ce then noticed another army approaching under a banner bearing the words “Sun of Yizhou.” He was just wondering who those troops belonged to when he suddenly realized the truth.

It was him. He had come too.

Sun Ce could not help thinking of Mi Zhu’s boundless affection.

Su Yan gave a dry laugh twice and was about to speak when the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of a figure.

A single ox cart could carry a thousand measures of grain. Yet the grain purchased for seventeen million taels of silver filled more than fifty-three thousand ox carts before it could barely be packed away.

He fell asleep in a daze on the sofa. He had no idea how much time had passed when he awoke with his head throbbing. He glanced at Lu Xuehan, who was still sleeping peacefully.

Zhao Yan was actually very confident in his own abilities, and these matters had not discouraged him. What he lacked was not ability, but manpower and experience.

Deep beneath a cave somewhere in the Zhongzhou Basin, the white-clad middle-aged man finally let out a long breath of relief after laying down a mysterious restriction.

After arranging everything, Murong Shanshan yawned and logged off. Coco also told me that they had ordered food from a restaurant outside and had it delivered to the school, so I would not have to worry about Shanshan going hungry. Xin Yu and Lu Xuehan were beside me at the time, and I was afraid they would be unhappy, so I did not dare show Coco too much concern. I could only tell her that she had worked hard.

“Sir!”

Feng Ruo bowed as she called out. Apart from Zimo, who did not follow suit, even Huashangxue lowered her gaze and bowed respectfully to Mister Jing.

“Wait a moment, I…”

Beimang began, but after hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed through Luo Chen’s eyes before fading again.

“Hahahahaha! My spring has arrived!”

Nianhua could not contain his joy. He threw back his head and shouted excitedly.

He was covered in blood, clearly having fought a fierce battle. Looking at the fifteen medals in his inventory, the man revealed a relieved smile. But when he saw the medals’ attributes, he was instantly stunned.

They could actually drop in full?

Or perhaps the true organizers behind this lantern festival possessed such formidable influence that they did not fear any of the powers of the Heavenly Dynasty?

As for the western side, no one was guarding it. Several dozen miles to the west lay the sea. It was a dead end, and even the Dark Ones would not be foolish enough to flee in that direction.

Just as Jiaoyang was savoring the joy of victory, a figure suddenly flashed in the distance and rushed before him in the blink of an eye.

Ice, if you really are not going out, remember to get a divorce. What matters is that it is fundamentally the sort of thing where, after counting the octopus beside you, the previous one can no longer be mentioned in front of others. It is simply something contained within this city, with enough meaning hidden between the lines.

The moment she finished speaking, Qian Ruoruo regretted it. She turned her head and saw Jing Moxuan smiling at her. Flecks of murderous intent lurked within his gentle smile, making her shiver.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and hurriedly changed the subject. The meal ended amid the four of them chatting and laughing.

That was simply Qirui’s nature. At times she was solemn and deep; at others, carefree and uninhibited. She also liked to ponder what lay in other people’s hearts.