Volume One, Chapter 52: Sleeping in Each Other’s Arms

Butler Du regarded her thoughtfully, then suddenly asked, "Xiaoyu, have you experienced any other unusual symptoms lately? Like feeling easily tired, or..." She didn't finish her sentence, but Wen Xuyu already understood her implication.

"It's not what you're thinking," she interrupted firmly, but her ears burned uncontrollably. "I might have caught a chill last night, don't overthink it."

She was alone—how could she possibly be pregnant? She couldn't reproduce asexually.

"Oh, I see," Butler Du replied, though concern lingered as she looked at Wen Xuyu's pale face. "Do you need the family doctor to take a look?"

"No need, I'll be fine after resting for a while. You go ahead and take care of your work!"

"Alright."

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From the very beginning, Dove's stepmother considered herself like Dove dark chocolate—bitter first, sweet later, always believing there was hope for the future.

Everything was being prepared in a frenzy—not only Ye Qingjue and Luo Wusheng's wedding, but a few others as well, such as Fifth Mo and Martial Monk, who had been invited to attend.

Luo Wusheng shook her head to dispel the unsettling thoughts. Ye Qingjue appeared at her side.

As they spoke, the warm air blew behind her ear and down her neck, tickling under her collar. She shrank her neck and twitched her lips, letting out a cold snort without any expression, though her ears warmed slightly.

The invalid must have been quite provoked. She stole a glance at Nian Liang, who, though his brows were slightly furrowed, did not look particularly angry.

"Wei Fei?!" Tuo Yi exclaimed in shock, never expecting Wei Fei would dare to show up so boldly in the academy.

Tim Melo glanced at Zhang Yunze, but Zhang Yunze's eyes were filled only with confidence and determination. Could it be...? Tim, seasoned as he was, suddenly entertained a wild idea. Was Zhang Yunze...?

"The meals I want to eat and the meals you make for me are completely different. Go ask Master," Ye Ge said, picking up his cloth bag and winnowing basket, walking into the house and closing the door behind him.

Azure knew exactly where the problem lay between her and Chi Moling, but she had no idea how to resolve it.

"Hmph, tell me, how did you get injured by a Silver-tier Demon Wolf? Did you leave the city?" Qiao Mu snorted coldly.

Suddenly, one of them flashed his gaze and shouted, tossing a circular weapon from his hand.

Yan Qingye patted his bulging universe pouch and chuckled twice, looking just like the village idiot from a wealthy family.

Leng Zhexuan glanced at her, nodded, and grabbed his camera to capture her adorable moment.

Before coming to Spirit Mountain, Wu Yan had already found Bai Jingjing and the others. There was no sign that Hongjun had ever come to this world, so there was nothing left to linger for.

Wu Yan now possessed cultivation techniques for the first four realms, and after acquiring Dan Chenzi's talent, he gained new insights, though he still needed time to fully comprehend them.

Though selling illegal salt was against the law, the legal system in Runan was clearly inadequate, and the profits were so immense that even risking execution wouldn't deter people.

This was about what she had expected; the next two rounds would be broadcast online, and it was time to reap the benefits of Ruan Xue bringing her traffic for free.

Hu Yan's face darkened a bit; he'd just arrived and already drawn the strongest master. Still, he had plenty of ways to convince others to believe in him.

Wade cursed under his breath, thinking, If I could speak Mandarin, I'd definitely ask, "Are you messing with me?"

Earlier, during the suppression of the Democratic Party, many oppressed peasants came to assist, while others, cowed by the government’s tyranny, did not dare step forward. But after the Qingcheng government forces were defeated, they found the courage to offer gratitude to their heroes.

After hearing Li Jingze's words, Xu Lingyin couldn't help but smile softly, her heart overflowing with sweetness.

Just like the outside world, universities too worshipped the law of the jungle—only the strong could look down on everything and control it all.

Fu Su was settled in Consort Li’s former residence, closest to Yonghe Hall, only a few moments’ walk away.

As if she had anticipated Li Jingting's demand, Li Jingze did not refuse further, instead relaying the helicopter's location and time to her before hanging up.

However, under so many watching eyes, it wasn’t easy to act, and she was still worried about Yang Mufeng's injuries—even though Yang Mufeng himself was an immortal alchemist, it was inconvenient to treat his own wounds.

As long as she acquired the loom, wouldn't it be easy to find a skilled carpenter to make an exact copy?

"Go do your work. Where’s Yi Yi? Ming Hao, why aren't you hurrying up and taking me?" Feng Jing snapped at Ming Hao, beard bristling and eyes glaring. This journey had truly worn him out.

Emperor Mo Ling and Xing Yu Jie had stopped assisting him since he was ten. All matters of governance depended solely on him.

The others were no different—if it weren’t for the Thunder Dragon, everyone would have been torn to shreds by now. Though the Thunder Dragon was indeed a dragon, it wasn’t omnipotent, and its level was lower than the monsters’. It could only stun a single monster’s head at a time, which wasn’t of much use.

"Hey, how are you and Luan Hang? Has he fully accepted you?" Gong Xiangqin asked with concern.

"If this keeps up, the Hidden Dragon Hall will be eaten into poverty by the young master..." a Dragon Armor Warrior said, worry etched in his voice.

Shen Ning didn’t want to come, but recalling how Chen Wanrou had specially invited her, she knew there must be something important to discuss. This trip was unavoidable.

This was absolutely not some trickster swapping cards by sleight of hand, but rather a special power altering the cards themselves.

System notification: Because your bloodline compatibility with the Blood Dragon has reached 95%, you have comprehended the Blood Dragon’s unique skill—Azure Dragon Breaks the Clouds.

Master? This top-tier eight-ring demon actually called Chu Xiong "Master"? Xing Jue was utterly despondent, realizing he had truly fallen into a trap this time.

To be fair, keeping a low profile and enduring suited the current situation, where the enemy was strong and they were weak. Qin Lei believed that with his current strength, retracting his wings and preparing defenses would keep them safe from disaster. He would bide his time, watch the tigers fight from the mountain, and step in only when both sides were exhausted—a most prudent strategy.

Now, Shen Ning had finished her postpartum month. The Shen family had already agreed to leave Jingzhao, and it seemed they wouldn’t stay there for long.

As long as she was happy, since he couldn’t give her happiness himself, he would instead guard her happiness. Now was a good opportunity.

If the old man's resurrection was interrupted, they could only watch helplessly as either the Great Star God or the Great Beast God was revived. At that point, they would be at the mercy of others.

Ao Guang and the others felt a chill and shivered. Ao Qin said, "Watch me!" Then opened his mouth, intending to spit fire from his icy breath.

Wang Hao was momentarily stunned; the slap sent him sprawling to the ground. He clutched his face, utterly incredulous.

"I'm not criticizing you, but you're old enough. Can't you bend your back and say a few nice words to my grandfather? Old people need to be coaxed, you know? Didn't you get the Emperor wrapped around your finger with your flattery?" Shen Wei said with disdain.

Shen Mo was furious, but still rational enough to realize this matter would not be easy to resolve. At the very least, he needed to meet Jiang Tian and ask him about it.