Chapter 063: When the King Falls, Autumn Comes

"You eat so much—aren’t you afraid you’ll get fat and die?" Shen Panpan finally spoke, not bothering to take another bite herself.

"I can’t help it, I was born beautiful. No matter how much I eat, I never gain weight."

"Hmph, as if I don’t know your tricks. Don’t you all stuff yourselves and then run off to throw up? Who are you trying to fool with this ‘eat anything and never get fat’ nonsense?"

"Believe it or not, it’s up to you."

After eating a little to settle her stomach, she felt somewhat better.

Shen Panpan remained standing beside her, not leaving.

Only after a long while did she finally speak again, her voice slow and measured. "I’m getting engaged next month. Will you come?"

Qu Wan’s hand, holding the plate, paused for a moment. Then she turned to look at her. "Engaged? To that Su Changlie?"

Shen Panpan lifted her chin with smug pride. "What? Jealous? Jealous?"

But then again, whether assassin or mercenary, which of them isn’t a little mad at heart?

This was why the eldest, Xuan Yiren, who had just passed the scholar’s examination, harbored a certain dissatisfaction deep down and found his fifth sister’s arrogance hard to stomach.

Feng Linglong was caught completely off guard; shock, shame, and speechlessness swept over her, and a fierce blush rose to her cheeks.

He hadn’t finished speaking when Qi Qingjue, having turned around, fixed him with eyes as deep and dark as a bottomless lake. Those eyes, still and unfathomable, were like an abyss drawing in one’s soul—Shi Shou dared not go on, shrinking his neck timidly.

Feng Linglong and Peng Yinghui, as members of the bride’s family accompanying her, had been permitted to follow the bridal sedan, attending to the bride until the end of the feast.

Their family bore heavy burdens, and opportunities to go out together had become rare. These excursions organized by the work unit, with expenses covered, were a rare treat.

After thinking it over, she sent a second message: But I’m not in a hurry. Don’t stay up too late working tonight. It’s bad for your health.

"Director Li, did you hear that? Now, you know what to do, don’t you?" Suddenly, Mo Mingshen shouted loudly.

Ou Luqiang tried to pull himself together, hoping to ease the awkwardness. "I understand. I was too self-important. Don’t take it to heart." With that, he hurriedly lowered his head and slipped back into the car.

Last night, the barracks were lively, the alarm sounding three times altogether. Su Yan, unable to sleep through the commotion, had to be soothed into a deep slumber.

"Yumei..." Du Fei’s heart trembled. He hadn’t expected the fierce He Yumei to suddenly speak to him so gently.

Moreover, Ji Xu was currently undergoing his tribulation—time was of the essence, and he absolutely could not be disturbed. Every moment bought was a moment gained.

"So, Third Brother, you’ve brought your two grandsons home to claim their heritage?" Old Master Li Qingtian asked.

The voice was alluring, as though coquetting with a man, sending a shiver right to my bones.

I said, of course I could agree—only I’d no idea what things a one-day boyfriend was supposed to do.

Amidst his confusion, the Dragon Emperor felt a surge of excitement within. Perhaps, today, the Dragon God Palace would survive this calamity after all.

Long Xiang’s voice sounded again, this time dripping with murderous intent. It was clear he now truly meant to kill.

Previously, Sun Yuncheng had never believed in such things, but now these words kept echoing in his mind.

Lu Xiusheng said angrily, "So what if there are more people? Didn’t we handle Zhang Chenglong just fine? If you ask me, it’s all the same—wait for a chance and take on Tang Hucheng alone."

Anxiety began to flood both their hearts, and in the next instant, a wild gale accompanied by a savage beast’s roar swept down from above.

"If you do this, we won’t let you go, even as ghosts!" The drowning fish was terrified, gasping for breath—gone was the swagger from his time in the Prison of Death.

"It really isn’t that big." Xiao Yang responded casually, though in his mind, he was already thinking up a different plan.

Is it that only those who hold a special place in your heart are worthy to see the true self hidden beneath the surface?

Not long after he left, just as he’d expected, the Yellow-robed Emperor and his companions, bringing Lord Bai along, arrived at Shayen Village.