Volume One, Chapter 33: Threatened Miscarriage

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Ji Yanli lowered his head back into the documents, and He Xin tactfully withdrew.

She received a call from Tian Yufen. “I saw Shu Xingruo at the hospital, visiting the obstetrics department. She’s pregnant.”

“Pregnant?” He Xin’s head buzzed. No wonder Ji Yanli had been acting so strangely lately.

He was even unwilling to spend time with her.

Tian Yufen asked, “Now that she’s pregnant, do you think Ji Yanli will change his mind and reconcile with her?”

He Xin was worried about that as well. Previously, she had bribed one of the Ji family’s servants. A woman named Wen Youlan had told her that Ji Yanli and Shu Xingruo were on very bad terms and even slept in separate rooms.

So how had she suddenly become pregnant?

Distraught, He Xin hung up and called Wen...

After hearing Nan Ming’s words, Mu Kun looked at Bass, who had remained motionless beneath the city walls, and wondered in confusion whether Bass was truly devising some sort of plan.

When he finished speaking, Liuhuo turned and walked out of the bar, driving back to the General Hospital of the Three Services. In the ward, he saw Luo Li with eyes swollen and red, along with Xu Feng, who had just arrived.

If he truly was Song Xiao’s subordinate, then his strength far exceeded Song Xiao’s. Why would he willingly submit to him? Could there be some hidden reason, or did they simply not know each other and have no connection at all?

The iron gate swayed under the light. Clearly, it was not made of iron, but some kind of steel. Its entire surface was silvery white, and there was a keyhole in the center, though it had long since been eaten through with rust.

She wandered aimlessly through the desert, the pain in her body leaving her face deathly pale. She did not know how long she had been walking, nor whether she was at the very heart of the desert or already close to its edge.

Her brows were delicate, her lips faint, and her eyes captivating. She had a slender figure and a fine waist. Most importantly, her breasts were full and rounded without being exaggeratedly large. This was precisely the type the rogue favored.

“So, none of you believe that I have the ability to take over for you? Then you want to see what I’m capable of, don’t you?”

Pain—an extreme pain swept through Jiuhuang’s entire body. It pierced to the marrow, so agonizing that even having every nerve in her body severed would perhaps have been less painful.

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A goal. Once a person had a goal, they would no longer be lost. With a goal came motivation, and morale naturally began to recover.

There was none of the joy or excitement one might expect after years of waiting to reunite. All that remained was awkwardness and heartache. When they met again, the two had gone from making childish vows in their youth to bearing the enmity of destroyed clans.

The person who had entered with him, Road-Abdullah, pulled out a cushioned chair and sat beside Rehmaeus. He raised a hand in thanks to Morris, who had brought over tea and pastries, then took a sip of tea, accepted the documents from his assistant, and began leafing through them slowly.

“I understand.” After Su Yunnuan finished speaking, she placed the chicken soup directly on the table and walked out. The Empress Dowager had summoned her for no particular reason, merely wishing to have someone sit and chat with her.

As her voice fell, she raised her round, slightly stubby hand and tilted her head to one side, resembling a lofty, plump swan.

The moment Yan Fei soared into the air, the countless demon beasts behind him spread their wings almost simultaneously and took flight. They filled the sky like a meteor shower, charging toward Yan Fei from every direction.

Chen Yang was lying on the bed with the phone in his hand when he suddenly sat up and asked Uncle Li across from him.

Liu Yuru had been invited as well—or, more precisely, her opera troupe had been invited by Master Zhou. She was not performing today, so the moment she noticed Qi Qi, she went straight toward him, who was engrossed in the action onstage.

He really wanted to leave. Looking around, he saw only lifeless black mist and paper ash filling the sky.

At that moment, a muffled sound came from Derick’s private cultivation room, drawing the attention of a few passing students.

Jiang Bai followed An Lin out of the room. It was time to shoot some footage; otherwise, he would have nothing to submit.

Peng Ziwei took the jade pendant and focused on sensing it for a moment before crushing it in his hand. His figure then vanished.

When Mo Qingyu heard the cry for help, she stopped hesitating, quickly opened the door, and entered the room.

“Star Lord, you are overestimating him.” The Celestial Venerable seated above them spoke displeasedly. “He is only a seventh-tier martial artist. What achievements could he possibly attain in the future?”

Liu Benqin understood. No one wanted to sacrifice their life to become a hero. Faced with vicious criminals, even Guo Min, his equally skilled and fearless former classmate, was unwilling to test herself against them.

Yet no one had ever been so extravagant as to use so much glass as decoration. Lin Chong even suspected that the imperial palace itself might not be so lavish. Xu Ning, however, could pat his chest and assure Lin Chong that although Zhao Ji possessed quite a few glass vessels, he had never used glass for windows.

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The cigarette suddenly burned Liang Chen’s finger. Acting on reflex, he pinched it out, then immediately lit another.

Zhao Guo gave a bitter smile and instinctively touched his chest with his right hand. Hidden there was a secret letter, delivered to him through a special channel by the secret guards. It described everything that had happened in Chang’an during this period.

Seeing the old man’s bewilderment, a smile flickered across Lin Jie’s face. This was the effect he had anticipated, but clearly, it was still far from enough.

Calling him young was only relative to the physicians around him. In truth, he already had half a head of white hair. His face flushed red with indescribable pain, yet deep in his eyes, as he gazed at Sun Simiao, there gleamed an unmistakable greed.

Lin Jie smiled and bowed. Only then did Lan Ling come to her senses. Grinning brightly, she threw herself into Lin Jie’s arms. She did not even bother with the Imperial Lord and left the arena directly.

The Celestial Master’s talisman struck the skeleton in the chest, making him stagger before he crashed to the ground with a bang. The vajra pestle pierced his left leg. Clearly enraged by the pain, the skeleton sent a rain of flying spears shooting through the air. Wang Weidong hurriedly poured more spiritual energy into the Violet-Gold Bell, and fortunately managed to neutralize the entire attack.

Death—was it really so frightening? Eighteen years later, I’ll be a hero once more! Heroes are invincible, impossible to defeat, and will never truly perish.

Watching Liang Manru leave with Pei Junhao wearing her clothes, she found herself unable to sleep again. After tossing and turning for a long while in agitation, she got out of bed and secretly entered Pei Junhao’s room. The bed in the bedroom was in complete disarray, and Liang Manru’s torn clothes still lay there.

Fifty becoming a hundred—if she didn’t die, she would at least be crippled! There was nothing to be done. She had only herself to blame for being foolish enough to gamble with her own life.

Jiang Yi had originally intended to go over and greet him. He took a few steps, but halfway there remembered that he was no longer disguised as Mr. Miekun. Li Gexiao probably would not recognize him at once. After thinking it over, he decided to let it go.

“You silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? How could you possibly be pregnant now?” Li Daniu had finally understood what Mu Hongling meant and asked with helpless amusement.

The guards strictly obeyed his command and immediately surrounded Huan Luo, preparing to pin her down. Although Huan Luo’s reaction had slowed somewhat under the shock, she was by no means defenseless. She shifted her body and easily avoided several hands reaching toward her, then blocked with her left hand and dispelled the second wave of attacks.

Liangyin instinctively looked in the direction indicated by the other person. After staring for a long while without seeing anything, she asked, “What is it?” As she spoke, she turned back toward the other person in bewilderment.

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