Chapter 147
After their intimacy, their hearts were pounding, and the air around them seemed unbearably hot. Everything else seemed to have
After their intimacy, their hearts were pounding, and the air around them seemed unbearably hot. Everything else seemed to have
After a long silence, Mo Xi suddenly sat up. “Go to sleep. I’ll go first—” Before he could finish, Gu
Outside Daze City When the rising sun pierced through the clouds and a faint red glow spilled across the earth,
Two days later. Daze City. Night. The clear, resonant notes of a qin flowed out from the residence of the
When Mo Xi returned to the residence, Gu Mang was in the study, reading and writing. The small vermilion-lacquered window
This secret was truly beyond anything Mo Xi had expected. For a moment, he was completely speechless—Old Lord Sovereign had
Faced with the Sovereign’s fury, the assembled officials could only mutter timidly among themselves. No one was willing to stick
The water began to boil with a soft, bubbling rumble, and a pot of hot water was ready. The young
Gu Mang couldn’t help frowning. He carefully examined the memorial tablet several more times. The characters were neat, the woodwork
“Mr. Murong is moving out of the Yue residence?” Gu Mang was startled. “Then where will he go all by
Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, the Dragon Boat Festival was just around the corner. During this period,
Murong Lian was lounging on a spring daybed in the small inner courtyard, smoking waterpipe tobacco. A few idle books
The little kitchen at Xihe Manor was open-air, built in a secluded side courtyard. An old banyan tree stood in
The following evening, Gu Mang prepared to go to Wangshu Manor to return the thumb ring. To avoid drawing attention,
Gu Mang slowly recovered his health. Because of his special circumstances, neither Junshang nor Mo Xi could give Gu Mang
Mo Xi abruptly lifted his head. In the dim candlelight, Gu Mang’s lashes trembled lightly before he slowly opened his
After returning to his residence, Mo Xi went into seclusion for three consecutive days. People had all sorts of speculations
His Majesty led Mo Xi to the rear hall of Vermilion Bird Palace. There was a pool of Dream-Gathering Water
His Majesty raised his eyes and said in a low voice, “…What else could I do?” Though it was a
Li Wei stood beneath the plaque at the center of the main entrance, his sleeves covering his hands and his