Chapter 44: What a Loving Young Couple!

The gentle sunlight kissed the young girl by the window.
A faint flush spread across her skin as her long eyelashes fluttered a few times.
Kotonoha woke up from a dream—not a particularly pleasant one—which left her feeling somewhat unsettled.
Just as the irritation began to surface in her heart, she sensed an undeniable gaze fixed upon her.
She tilted her head, lowered her gaze, and looked down.
A handsome face, deep eyes, and an irresistibly charming physique.

"President, will they frighten Momo?" Qiao Mu had followed Luo Qifeng all the way back to the villa. Feeling extremely uneasy in her heart, she wondered whether she should tell the President what Momo had said to her last night.

Seeing the appearance of Tang the Mole, Bai Ye was slightly stunned, wondering to himself why Tang the Mole had come. Moreover, Bai Ye had not notified the Flash and Thunderclap; after all, although he knew them, their relationship could not be considered particularly close. He had not expected them to appear on such an occasion.

At this moment, Yao Qianqian's mind was entirely consumed by the thought that she was about to endure spiritual torment and punishment. She shook her head, stubbornly refusing to answer the phone.

Zhou Yanqing smiled, opened his mouth as if to say something, but Cheng Xunxun lowered her head and kissed his lips. She fumbled about, stripping off his clothes. Her deliberate, unhurried movements were both an agonizing torment and a perverse form of torture for Zhou Yanqing, who was already ignited with desire.

Therefore, Ning Yuxi was eager to seize this opportunity. She could no longer count on Jun Moli; if she could become the Crown Princess of Crown Prince Mo, she would gain a powerful backing once again, allowing her to restore the former glory of the Ning family.

The housekeeper acknowledged the order and arranged for a carriage. Early the next morning, Shufang went to bid farewell to Wen Rou and Qiansui.

"What kind of person do you take me, Xiao Hun, to be!" Xiao Hun reached out, hooked Yin Mengli's chin, and gave it a gentle shake.

Xuanyuan Hanyue figured that pair of eyes must be playing tricks. Disregarding the blood lotus clinging to her body, she threw a direct punch at the bloodshot eyes. The bloodshot eyes probably had not expected her to play outside the rules; most people encountering such a situation would usually try every means to tear the blood lotus off their bodies.

Whose courtyard is this? A somewhat handsome-looking youth pointed at the courtyard ahead, noting how it seemed different from the dilapidated place where they lived. Could this possibly be where the academicians lived?

However, after they arrived, they discovered a rather comical thing: Zhu Jiajia was also here, under the pretext that Wang Xue had invited her. What was even more ridiculous was that Yin the Proper had actually agreed to this absurd arrangement.

Hearing Liu Bingyi's words, a sudden flash of light appeared in Huo Chengjun's eyes. "Your Majesty..." she tentatively called out to Liu Bingyi, lifting her gaze to see if his expression had changed.

"What is the matter with you? Is the hairpin not to your liking?" He looked somewhat bewildered at the tears welling in Qiuhua's eyes, revealing a child-like innocence.

Huo Chengjun followed Shangguan Youmeng's instructions and rested in the Changle Palace, but Shangguan Youmeng did not enjoy such leisure. On the second day after the Emperor and Empress's grand wedding, as the Grand Empress Dowager, she still had many ceremonies to preside over and many occasions to attend. Huo Chengjun's rest was merely the beginning of Shangguan Youmeng's busy work.

"Regardless of what he does or with whom, I only know that as long as I draw breath, I will never lightly spare anyone who dares to harbor designs on the late Emperor!" Before Liu Bingyi could finish speaking, Shangguan Youmeng had already made her stance clear. Han Zeng gently pulled at her sleeve from beside her, signaling her not to be overly emotional, considering that the person before them was the absolute master of the Great Han realm.

"Senior Brother, I understand everything you've said. As long as Fei'er can be brought here, I will do whatever you ask of me without a single word of objection from now on. Please grant me this wish!" Qiao Lang immediately put on a submissive, receptive expression, bowing with cupped hands as he spoke.

Yet what he said was also entirely reasonable. It was obvious at a glance that these wicked forces would not easily let her and Luohua go, and biding their time to play along with him was the only wise choice.