Chapter 034: A Marriage Certificate Valid for One Hundred Years

Under Tang Yu’s puzzled gaze, Lou Xizhou came to her side. When he looked at her, his eyes held a tenderness grounded in bedrock; but the moment he turned toward Zhou Ruancheng, that tenderness became icy.

Tang Yu was indeed adept at reading people’s expressions. Noticing his sudden change of countenance, she reached out and caught him by the elbow, silently warning him not to do anything rash.

Lou Xizhou turned his head toward her, and his eyes returned to normal. He gently removed her hand, then soothingly rubbed his thumb several times over the smooth back of hers.

Don’t panic.

The moment the matter was settled, Yuan Jiaqing felt as though he could already see the utter despair on Yuan Jianguo’s face when he received the news.

Chen Rui seemed to have been prepared for this as well. Though his body barely moved, the instant Wanwan’s palm imprint came crashing down, he shifted sideways through midair. At the same time, one of his palms transformed into surging thunder, carrying a force so fierce it seemed unmatched as it slammed toward Wanwan’s jade-like hand.

From the very first year, she had made it clear that she no longer liked such extravagant things. Fan Ling was the first person to disbelieve her, and she had laughed with profound meaning.

That was because she rejected nothing about the Lost Pearl of the Azure Sea. In fact, she felt an intense sense of belonging toward it.

Now that Qin Chuan was Luo Cheng, Chen Rui possessed the terrifying Yan Yun Ghost Cavalry as well as a vast number of cavalrymen from Youzhou—enough to influence the balance of power throughout the realm.

They had simply lowered their banners and slunk away in disgrace? How could he possibly accept that? Why should Pei Jun be able to enjoy beauty in his arms night after night, while James had suffered from lovesickness for so many years? He could not have Mei’er, and at last he had found such a perfect substitute—only for Pei Jun to seize the advantage yet again?

She was far too good an actress! Feng Yanran was furious. She had always thought her own skin was thick enough, but who would have imagined that this delicate-looking beauty was actually so shameless? One could hardly help admiring her audacity.

“All right, I won’t say any more. I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep.” Chang Jiu yawned, raised her hand, and lightly patted him twice. By the time she lowered it, she had already fallen asleep. Li Linhuai put an arm around her, listened to her steady breathing, and soon drifted off as well.

Li Yadong ignored him. He raised the binoculars, and when he finally made out the face of the person who had jumped from the building, his heart tightened.

“There’s no point asking! She barely knows you!” No matter how tempting an offer the other party made, Pei Jun would never believe that his Meng Fei would agree to leave with a stranger for some distant land. She was still deeply attached to him. The vows of eternal love they had exchanged night after night could not all have been so fragile.

Xu Zhinian shook his head, unsure whether to describe Su Xiao as innocent and carefree or simply overflowing with self-confidence.

How could this Xiao Yan have a Dou Emperor protecting him? Could the man standing before him be from Canaan Academy?

Whether it was because the customs surrounding street stalls had become deeply ingrained and turned into a widespread practice, or because the authorities treated such stalls differently from those in other places—

just consider how every peach had been wrapped so carefully, while the household’s only ox cart had also been occupied, along with two strong laborers.

Even if his stomach insisted with absolute certainty that everything would be fine, Su Nian knew that not everyone could be innately kind, nor could everyone remain utterly loyal to him.

The strength of every god was determined by the nature of their martial soul and the might of their divine rank. On the foundation of level one hundred, each could display a different degree of power.

He adjusted the surveillance footage to the period immediately before the victim collapsed. Because there had been too many people, it was still impossible to see who had struck. If there was no other way, they would have to bring everyone standing nearby to the police station. But the lighting at the scene had been far too dim; no one could identify the culprit at all.

She rubbed her arms. “The esteemed one said there’s no need. Just listen.” What they wanted was precisely this carefree act of playing the fool. Once the area was cleared, it would no longer feel the same.

If they had been mere insects, he could have crushed them through sheer intelligence. But He Jin and the others were not fools. Rescuing Changsun Wugou from their hands would be exceedingly difficult.

“I wonder whether Reporter Chen has any time at present. We have a few questions we’d like to ask you about,” Du Jingyi said.