Chapter 65: Money is a Woman's Only Real Backing

Seeing that Lin Xilan showed signs of wanting to escape, Zhou Yuheng immediately pulled her back.

"Lin Xilan, we are in a cooperative relationship right now, aren't we?"

A cooperative relationship?

Lin Xilan thought about it for a moment and felt that this statement was about seventy to eighty percent accurate.

"I suppose so."

Zhou Yuheng licked his lips...

"Lingbo micro-steps, dust rising from silk-clad feet." These eight words surfaced in Hua Xiyan's mind, yet she could not find any other more suitable phrase to describe this dance that resembled a celestial maiden descending into the mortal world.

His slender, fair fingers grasped the cup handle, unconsciously and gently swirling it, while his gaze remained fixed upon her head. Gazing at her for a moment, she lowered her eyes and brought the cup to her lips once more. Her red lips lightly sipped the rim of the cup, her fair neck lifted slightly, and the graceful contour of her chin was perfectly outlined at that very moment.

The next morning, when people saw the two of them standing before his father's grave, they knew that Old Gu had truly done as he said. They mocked him for being a fool one after another, but Old Gu ignored them, thinking to himself that even if nothing came of it, he had nothing to lose.

However, the biggest problem right now—which I had also analyzed with Da Fei—was that while liking Yang Chen was fine, one could not possibly drag her into the underworld. It is much harder to turn back from being a mob boss's woman than a princess, and he was well aware of this.

"Hello, my name is Su Qi." Su Junge naturally made thorough preparations before coming, discussing it with Qi Yu for an entire night, ensuring that the lies were airtight and well-constructed.

Yet if she were to simply flee right now, letting go of such a golden opportunity presented directly before her while the First Elder of the Wuxian Sect was severely injured and recovering his spiritual power, she felt a lingering unwillingness.

"Fellot, you're here." With a bitter twitch of her lips, Shui Xinrou forced herself to pull off an indifferent smile.

"Yes, I'm back. Are you not happy?" Every single word was punctuated with heavy emphasis, making it clear that Xuanyuan Zituo was extremely angry, though her heart was filled with even more heartache. She could not comprehend how her once docile and obedient younger sister could commit such an act.

Though Li Jin released the physical force in his hands, the fire burning within his heart could no longer be suppressed and flared right up. His entire body was instantly enveloped by a shroud of black ominous aura.

"I can't find the problem!" Elder Zhao reached up to stroke his hair, his brow furrowed deeply.

Relegating a dignified imperial prince to have his mute acupoints sealed and be locked outside the door for an entire night was one thing, but today they actually expected him to disguise himself as a coachman?!

At this very moment, they had completely forgotten the fact that Ling Xiao was a martial artist at the perfection stage of the Earth Dan Realm.

Such strength was already beneath Ling Xiao's notice. Since he could do a favor while simultaneously gaining a powerful helper, why not?

"What has happened to me?" Qin Yuetian slowly sat up, pretending to be utterly clueless and asking deliberately.

Ever since she was bestowed upon the Fourth Master, Lanying had not suffered any major grievances under Hongli. However, because of her bondservant origins and low status, her attendants were not trustworthy confidantes, leaving her without a single person to confide her true thoughts in. Ever since the Primary Wife entered the household, the Fourth Master had not even stepped foot in her quarters.

With a narrowed gaze, as if recalling something, Xuanyuan Mo turned to glance at the unconscious Yelü Qi, and suddenly strode toward the exit.

"Jihan, that circular harvester was pretty good! Otherwise, this wave would have been a total loss!" At this moment, Luo Yun's attitude was surprisingly amiable.

"Then why have you enjoyed the Emperor's favor for so many years yet remained childless? In fact, the entire inner palace has produced no heirs at all! This is simply too much of a coincidence. Is the problem yours, or is it the Emperor's?" Luo Yunzhong refused to believe that every woman in the harem was barren, so the issue likely lay with the Emperor himself.

Oh Heavens, if you believe Ye Zhen deserves to die, you might as well strike me dead with lightning. Why must you harm Yue'er? Yue'er has done nothing wrong, she is guilty of no fault; her greatest mistake was simply meeting me. I caused her arm to be severed, I plunged her into a living hell. If possible, take my life in exchange for Yue'er's, would you please?