Chapter 79: Jane Vivian Discovers Lin Ran and Shuyao Lying on the Planks

Upon entering the swimwear shop, Lin Ran noticed quite a few young women selecting daring swimsuits, some even boldly donning bikinis on the spot. Yet, for Jiang Shuyao, Lin Ran picked out a conservative one-piece swim dress. He was fine with admiring others, but when it came to his own, he would not let anyone else look.

Jiang Shuyao said nothing, simply took the swim dress and went to change. When a girl is willing to let a boy choose her swimsuit, it is an act of profound trust; whatever he picks, she will wear.

She finally understood where the young lady had gone. The girl had told her, and only her—there was no one else involved. The Fourth Lord’s princess had mentioned certain things in her earlier conversation with the young lady. She recalled those words, realizing that she had already speculated much at that time, and now she knew the truth.

Ye Wushuang frowned deeply, wanting to help her up. Yet, unexpectedly, Nalan Lan’er, who was usually gentle and meek, proved to be incredibly stubborn at this moment.

Even as she pondered, the empress would not think of anything else, focusing solely on how to make the most of the “child” she carried.

The staff at the academic affairs office had been courteous at first, but the moment they heard she was from Jingang City, their expressions changed, and their tone became icy.

Meanwhile, Wang Honglei’s parents insisted on buying a three-bedroom apartment in the capital. As they put it, Wang Honglei was their only child, and they planned to live together in the future. A two-bedroom would simply not suffice.

Nalan Lan’er seemed equally stunned, as if struck by the sudden turn in the conversation, unable to recover for a long time.

Composure aside, even a fool does not wish for death. Gripping the railing tightly with both hands, I struggled in vain, hoping someone would appear to save me in time.

In the end, things did unfold just as he said they would. Yi Qingyun began to think that perhaps he did have some real ability.

This was her deepest knot. If Gu Nianqing never woke again, she truly would have to atone with her life.

Still frail from a serious illness, she leaned against the pillows with the help of her maid. After drinking some water, she finally managed to whisper a timid thank you.

Seated on his crystal throne, the Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Guang, hurriedly rose to his feet. Envoys from the Celestial Court? And even a great demon king? What ill wind was this? Yet he dared not be negligent, quickly leading his sons, grandsons, and the palace’s shrimp and crab soldiers out to greet them.

Ten thousand shield bearers, hefting great shields, began to form ranks under the watchful eyes of the supervising generals, determined to block the mighty cavalry of Qin.

In their previous life, they had little contact. But since fate had brought them together again in this life, Jiang Huoshui hoped she could help her.

“Miss,” Ru Xue said, holding a copper basin for washing her face, one hand lifting the bed curtain. Her usually calm and cold face was tinged with unease and some inexplicable emotion.

On both sides of the cannon’s center of gravity were cylindrical trunnions, allowing the artillery to adjust its firing angle, while the amount of gunpowder used determined its range.

A sixteen-year-old youth, dressed in a black robe, stood tall and straight, a sword at his waist. The scabbard was plain and unadorned. If Jiang Huoshui’s guess was right, that sword was the Du Gu family’s ancestral blade, the Moon Arc.

Song Yuanqing had wanted several times to ask Uncle Wang about it, but ultimately held back. Instead, Song Ji pressed Xi Yunjing repeatedly about where he had gone. By the end, Song Yuanqing herself grew frustrated.

Pei Yan’s eyes flashed. With a flick of his hand, a new phoenix-feathered hairpin appeared out of thin air.

The bloodthirsty ability of the Heaven-Sundering Dragon Slayer Sword was triggered. Chu Xiao did not suppress it, and thus, all the blood on the ground surged toward the sword. The blade trembled with delight, as if overjoyed to drink its fill.

Sitting inside the carriage on the way back to the manor, Jiang Huoshui was lost in thought. The sincere and earnest look on Wang He’s face as he spoke those words echoed in her mind, leaving her somewhat at a loss.

Having seen that nothing was amiss, Xu Qing simply returned to her room. When Tang Yan and Old Xiang came back, they first went to Tian Ci’s room. Finding it empty, the two exchanged a glance, surprised that Tian Ci and Xu Chen had talked for so long. Just as they were about to return to their own rooms, they saw Tian Ci coming up the stairs.