Chapter 61: The wedding night is here! Throwing petals~

"My Lord, do you hate me?"
Song Tang’s voice was soft and sweet, striking straight at Mu Changxiao's heart.
"No, I don't hate you." Mu Changxiao swallowed, stuttering slightly.
Song Tang gently took Mu Changxiao's hand. "My Lord, I won't look down on you. Since I have married you, regardless of whether you are capable or not, I will stay by your side and help you overcome this together."
Mu Changxiao: "......"
She still thought that he—
Later on, Fatty failed the national college entrance examination and went to the south to find work, while Chen Wuxing was admitted to a university within the province.
At that time, Peng San had a fierce argument with his father, venting all his anger on the paper effigies standing in the corner of the room. In a fit of rage, he knocked over the candlestick and stormed out toward Liu Xuemin's house.
Wang Chunyao wore a look of embarrassment, but certainly unwilling to let me leave a permanent mark on him, he had no choice but to speak up.
Yan Ji... He came back with Nuan Nuan?! Could it be that there really is... nothing between them? Instantly, such suspicions flooded Chu Lin's mind.
"Like this?" Fang Bai suddenly immobilized the dead-man, then reached out to pull off his hood, revealing a neck and chin covered in scars and festering sores. Yet, without a moment's hesitation, Fang Bai stood on tiptoe and kissed those lips that were equally devoid of any undamaged skin.
Meanwhile, the words she spoke at that moment placed the entire responsibility for her suicide attempt squarely upon Jun Rongfan's shoulders.
She rose, intending to push Quan Shaochen away, but he pressed down upon her like a massive boulder, firmly trapping Su Yiqing and rendering her completely immobile.
Song Donghai was furious, his slender, piercing eyes narrowing as he glared at Long Jing, his raspy voice sounding like that of a severely dehydrated man.
Fang Bai had actually considered giving himself a rugged appearance, with well-developed muscles and an ultra-masculine vibe, but no matter how he looked at it, it felt like self-deception. In the end, he went back to his true appearance, which turned out to be much more pleasing to the eye.
Don't be fooled by how lively this bunch is jumping around right now; the moment they discover Han Jingguo's true identity will be the day they meet their doom.
The pit had long been dug, and six or seven farmhands leaned against the trunk of a large tree, resting with hoes and sickles in their hands.
Hearing Zhu Jie's words, Yu Xiaoyu's face flushed another shade redder; the slightly dark tone of her skin was now completely overwhelmed by a deep crimson.
Before her words had even faded, she noticed You'er's green vines extending toward her. With a sudden leap, she stepped onto the vine and, in three strides, reached You'er's side. Reaching out to strike, she felt the power of wind-type magic surging in her palms, leaving her with no choice but to use the Wind Blade.
Just as the ants had predicted, when Gao Huan attacked Yubi this time, the Eastern Wei army besieged the city for nearly three months, exhausting every siege tactic and suffering fifty thousand casualties, yet the city of Yubi remained standing unshaken! Helpless, Gao Huan wept bitterly and withdrew his troops to the east. Less than two months after returning to Yecheng, consumed by shame and resentment, he fell bedridden and met his end.
With a thunderous shout from Wang Xuanming, a supreme pressure erupted from within him, tearing the surrounding space apart and crushing the ground beneath his feet into dust. At that moment, his combat prowess seemed to soar by several dozen times, to the extent that even the faint golden divine radiance produced by his Undefeatable Eight Desolations physique blazed with blinding brilliance.
"You are telling the truth, and I have always considered myself a decent person, so there is nothing to celebrate." Lu Fan walked up to Xing Wei.
After traveling by boat for more than half a month, they arrived in Yongzhou, where Guo Qing and Xuan Du hired another passenger boat. Continuing their journey for several more days, they reached the wharf of Jingjiang Prefecture. Xuan Du temporarily took his leave, saying, "My humble home is close by. I shall go ashore to look for someone and will return shortly. Please wait for me here, My Lord." With that, he hoisted his bundle, gripped his Zen staff, leapt lightly ashore, and strode swiftly away.
The surrounding guests were also drawn by the commotion, and upon hearing You Ren's interrogation, they began to whisper among themselves while looking at Lu Fan. "Such snobbery, judging people purely by their family fortune," Xing Wei could not help muttering in quiet indignation.