Volume One, Chapter 45: In Her Previous Life, This Was How Xia Zhiyuan Conceived Her Triplets

After the assembly dispersed, Lin Ranyan found herself surrounded by the village chief and several team leaders.

Ji Junxiao immediately stepped forward, shielding his wife behind him. “You can't expect my wife to work too hard,” he said.

“Thank you.” She felt a little embarrassed by his words, her fingers repeatedly combing through the hair by her ear.

Chen Jie shrugged her shoulders, crossing her arms and leaning against the neatly stacked bedding. The subtle change in her expression seemed to reveal how well she understood Ning Xuanxuan. Her heart, like her demeanor, had long built up a wall—unless she opened the door herself, no outsider would ever get in.

At the entrance to the hall stood several wedding direction signs from different families. Though Ning Xuanxuan and Xiangyang’s sign was not at the doorway, as soon as one stepped inside the main hall, a huge portrait-style direction board of Ning Xuanxuan was set up beside the elevator, instantly guiding all guests to the second-floor Qinse Banquet Hall.

Zhou Zifei had brought back a lot from the car—several bottles of fine wine for his father, some clothes for his mother, and all sorts of other odds and ends.

The warriors beneath the stage were the most jubilant dancers. With the tournament concluded, they could finally lay down all burdens. Though some regretted not being able to participate in the final battle, that did not dampen their wild joy.

Alas, when misfortune becomes routine, one simply grows numb. Mika accepted the ridicule and mockery of fate.

Even though Zhao Xi had been here for quite some time, he still felt embarrassed whenever he had to trouble others.

Though the carriage was prone to bumping, the soft animal hides made it surprisingly comfortable to lie in.

The generals originally had a slight fondness for Chen Ye, but now, after witnessing his normal training, they saw it merely as posturing.

Dolores, nestled in Zhao Xi’s embrace, burst into tears, wailing like a cuckoo crying blood.

Still, more important than all these was that he had finally obtained the Spirit Gathering Flower. At that moment, in the Azure Blossom Stone plaza of the Divine Image Hall, two great furnaces stood side by side. Brahma Wukong, the Ice-Fire Dragon God, was focused on refining the Spirit Restoration Pill for Qingyun. Meanwhile, Qingyun continued to study earnestly beside him.

Yan Yue’s mouth hung open in shock—how could this man so shamelessly twist the truth, imagining that she was eager to please him just to share his bed? Was there something wrong with his mind?

“Qingyun, is this Sea Mountain? How come you’re here again?” Ke Bing’er immediately recognized the place and exclaimed in astonishment.

Lady Yanqi stared at it, giving it a resounding slap without mercy. She had completely forgotten her purpose, lost herself in play, oblivious to everything else.

[Vine Demon’s Embrace] gathers magical power to summon a millennium-old vine demon, binding the target and causing one or several targets to be unable to move for three seconds. After the skill ends, the vine demon’s toxin prevents a single target from making any action for one to five seconds, depending on their actual response.

Although Zhang Yu didn’t quite understand what Wild Bro meant by “fried squid,” he gathered that Wild Bro was afraid of implicating him and ruining his prospects. This only strengthened Zhang Yu’s resolve to befriend him.

The usual lively scene around the Traditional Medicine Hospital had vanished completely, leaving it eerily deserted. Yet, the quiet was so profound that it felt almost terrifying.

At last, the surrounding players began to move; in an instant, over a dozen beams of holy light fell upon Jia’erka.

She had already heard rumors that Bai Fengxi was bedridden, so she spoke as she did—she couldn’t bear to miss any chance to humiliate Lady Hui. After all, when she had first entered the palace, she had suffered endless humiliation and torment at her hands.