Chapter 45: Your President Lu is With Me Now

After dumping Lu Zheng onto the bed, Gu Yao felt as though her waist was about to snap!

Standing by the bedside to catch her breath for a moment, she stepped forward, painstakingly straightened the man's posture, and removed his shoes.

During the process, she noticed Lu Zheng open his eyes twice, only to close them weakly again a moment later.

Resigned to her fate, Gu Yao fetched a thermometer and checked his temperature first. The reading showed 38.3 degrees Celsius.

It was already quite high.

She stood by the bed, hesitating for a moment.

"Tell me, who sent you?" The icy voice resonated deeply through the space, sending an involuntary shiver down one's spine.

Aside from Tongtong and the elderly master, the rest of the family found the meal rather unappetizing. After all, watching Mingmei treat someone else so well and feed another person's child right before their eyes left them feeling somewhat displeased.

"Sulan, have Li Quanxin make a trip and see what is going on." Mingzhu also found it strange; she had made arrangements well in advance for Changhua to be a guest. Changhua's tardiness could only be attributed to one of two reasons: either someone was deliberately making things difficult to prevent her from leaving, or she had encountered an accident.

Cesear left the troops directly without completing any formalities. He had already spoken to Hall and would handle the aftermath.

"Could it be that Father also thinks Ah Luo should marry that ruffian?" Liu Haoxuan gazed coldly at Liu Jingcun, who was still shielding Xia Lian.

"Mother Consort!" A crisp, childlike voice rang out from outside the door, followed immediately by the door being pushed open forcefully as Mu Lin walked in, dressed in lavish robes.

"That day will come. Once the new emperor ascends the throne and peace is restored across the realm, our good days will arrive," Ye Mingxuan said with a smile.

They truly had not expected the Marchioness of Yunyang to be so devoid of tact as to bring this matter up in front of Ji Feifan.

He still did not know that Mu Ze was the Jade Flute Scholar, a legendary figure hidden among tales. Come to think of it, he had not shown his face in the pugilistic world for nearly four years, yet whether among the older or younger generation, who wouldn't give a thumbs-up at the mention of his name?

Yet, even if she refused to look, the sounds still reached her ears, and vivid scenes from the manual on avoiding fire could not help but surface in her mind—resembling clear water gliding down Liu Haoxuan's slender neck, sliding across his chest, and then over his flat, muscular abdomen... The mere thought of such imagery made Su Jingjing grow increasingly bashful.

Additionally, Qingcang discovered that these solid matters drifting within the magma were actually hard rocks and various mineral ores, furthermore, they were exceptional ores serving as materials for forging magical treasures.

Li Jingzhi looked at Black Dye, currently feeling a strong impulse to applaud him. Over the past few days, she had been like a vanguard soldier rushing into the cannons' line of fire; only today did she get to hide behind Black Dye and watch him charge into battle for her.

Meanwhile, the crossdresser was even more inwardly astonished. Having long heard of Gu Yu's formidable cultivation, he had never imagined it to reach such heights. Not only was the inner true energy surging and boundless within his body, but his swordsmanship was also astonishingly fierce; despite exhausting all his strength, he could not inflict the slightest injury upon him.

Seeing that it was Xiao Yan, Yan Qingluo instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and fell backward, pulling him down onto the bed with her. "I'm scared, I want you to sleep with me." With that, she buried her face in his chest, stubbornly refusing to move and pretending to be fast asleep.

After pondering for a long while, the bearded uncle gritted his teeth and made a decision, directly gesturing an "OK" sign.

Luo Qi could not determine whether he had left and returned, or if he had been standing there the entire time. It was too late for her to hide now, as the sound of the knife hitting the floor drew Chu Tianyou's gaze toward her.

"You finally remembered my name." The Evil Concubine looked at Gu Yu with a hint of grievance, clearly quite dissatisfied with Gu Yu's performance. She could never have imagined that Gu Yu would actually forget her.

To be frank, Li Yun utterly detested the two individuals before him—not only because their vehicle blocked the doorway, but even more so because their bodyguard had assaulted Yunfeng.