The Male Consort is Getting Married

Only after the disguises were completed did Shangguan Ye understand what that strange smile of Xiao Yan’s had meant back […]

The winter sun shone like a pearl, casting a gentle, warm light. After being delayed for eight full days, the

“Heh… Yun Feiyang. Who do you think you are? Here? We’re all the same. Don’t act like the master… pfft!”

After another two days of careful care, Murong Qiufeng finally recovered for real. His complexion was much rosier, and he

By the time Murong Qiufeng fully woke, the sun had already risen and set three times. His fever had broken,

Soon, voices of conversation rang out outside the temple, and a few figures gradually emerged from the rain and mist.

Murong Qiufeng trembled all over, the cold mixing with the ache of his body. There was none of the usual

Murong Qiufeng’s pupils constricted sharply. A flash of bitterness crossed his eyes as he slightly turned his head, avoiding Shangguan

Murong Qiufeng’s eyes widened. He stood, staring at the two men who had been thrown to the ground, dumbfounded as

“Brother Ye, what are your thoughts?” After a long discussion with no resolution, Yan Qiren instinctively glanced at Shangguan Ye,

The small town, which should have been silent, was instead filled with the clash of swords. The air gradually grew

The two arrived at the small town before dawn. The streets were still quiet. They found an inn and knocked

“Are you saying these people are the ones massacring those small sects?” Xiao Yan suddenly looked up, eyes shining with

“Really! You promised—don’t go back on your word,” Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up, then brightened further, his cloudy mood clearing.

Although they only brought Asi, a shadow operative, with them, as the leader of the Mingying, he was in constant

“Tiansha Pavilion?” Murong Qiufeng was startled and instinctively looked at Shangguan Ye. Shangguan Ye, holding his cup of tea, paused

Seeing the elder, Murong Qiufeng hurried forward, raising a hand in polite deference. “Master Mo, no need for formalities—you flatter

Licheng, situated in the southern part of Yan Kingdom, lay fairly close to the center of the country. It was

“Hey, waiter.” “Yes, sirs. Please, come in. Are you looking for a meal or a room for the night?” “Prepare

The next morning, Murong Qiufeng and the others quietly set out. Without the two elders this time, the three adults