Chapter 52: Harboring Ill Intent
As soon as Jiang Yu stepped through the door, she heard the director’s enthusiastic voice: “Miss Jiang, you’re just in time—we’ve been waiting for you!” Jiang Yu wore a simple yet elegant black long dress, layered with a light-colored trench coat, her manner both dignified and approachable. She exchanged a glance with Song Zhi Ning, resigned, and walked toward the director. All around, staff and other artists turned their attention toward her.
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He was delighted to have made a friend like Xu Ping, and after returning home, he even sent Xu Ping a message to let him know he had arrived safely. Mu Fengxi glanced at Gu Ye Heng’s strikingly handsome face; his lips looked healthy, even as delicate as cherry blossoms. Li Sanjian’s lips were tinged with purple, his eyes empty, gazing at the ceiling as tears of grievance slipped from the corners of his eyes. It was the first time Li Sanjian had seen the Song Dynasty’s archery formation with his own eyes, but he knew this was merely a glimpse, far from the true elite archery array of the Song armies.
“You’re right, Brother Fan!” Zhang Chufeng spoke up again, having shed all his former aloofness and air of seniority. “It’s all right. Why don’t we make candied walnuts today?” Lin Yu’an quickly composed herself and smiled.
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“It’s no trouble at all, truly. I’ve already cleared out the villa in Maple Grove especially for you. You mustn’t refuse—you simply have to stay there,” the elegantly dressed young man said with a smile, extending his invitation. Even so, some of the taller buildings had become dangerously unstable under the shockwaves of the two combatants’ battle. “What line? Senior sister, you must be seeing things,” Yang Ziguai said, pushing the winnowing basket behind her to hide it.
From his angle, it was clear that Bai Yaoyao looked unwell, her gaze unfocused. Xie Luan genuinely wished to do good deeds, not just to gain a reputation. That was why the congee stall at the Qi residence was under her special instructions, with A Qiong and the others keeping a close watch at all times. The porridge was thick enough to stand a chopstick in. Gan Mingcong, red-faced from being scolded, straightened his back and shouted, “Yes!” before turning and running off.
The two healers looked bitter. Suha’s life was in danger, but it wasn’t really their business, yet Lauren vented his anger on them. Fortunately, Suha was slowly recovering and would likely survive. As they spoke, the door creaked softly—it was Rouge, returning with a porcelain bowl in her hands, bringing back the bird’s nest porridge.
Only when the blinding white light faded did Mu Zhen feel a belated sense of dread. If that light had been truly dangerous, there would have been nowhere to run. Back at the Shen family’s estate, Fei Chengfeng had already set out with the troops of Shen Prefecture, thirty-five stones of grain sent along to Huangzhou. Back in reality, Kai Haote gazed in a daze at the faint starlight ahead, memories of the past resurfacing bit by bit. Qiongsi’s voice grew ever more distant, gradually replaced by Lingmei’s.
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When the light arrived, despair and death followed close behind. He suddenly wished, with all his heart, that the light would never come. In truth, he had left the underworld long ago; most of the newly arrived souls there no longer recognized him. Yet Feng Yi noticed that after he spoke his name, a look of shock appeared on the other’s face—they clearly knew who he was.
At this point, the Silver Wolf King, slower to react, finally realized something was amiss. “So, you’re saying you absolutely can’t accept treatment calmly right now?” Boskov asked with the same calm composure. In the car, Wu Yue turned to gaze at the scenery flashing by outside the window, his mind a whirlwind of restless thoughts, unable to find any peace.
Li Guangyan listened as Jiang Yunqing, even now, tried to defend Jun Mo, and jealousy surged in his chest. He seemed to be pondering some difficult problem. Watching his slightly furrowed brows, Ye Miao wanted to help him solve it, but after a moment, he relaxed and a faint smile began to form between his brows.