Chapter Eighty-Seven: Gu Shenshen, what do you take me for?

She had thought it was merely his way of venting his rage, but Zhou Ci only bit her hard.

He bit through her lip. The flesh there was thin to begin with, and Gu Shenshen hissed sharply from the pain.

Zhou Ci gripped her jaw, his eyes steeped in coldness.

“How many times did you sleep with him?”

Gu Shenshen froze for a moment; for an instant, she even forgot...

The hot spring itself did not hurt. Her face was covered in heavy makeup, and that bite had torn a crack in the mask she wore.

“Take a break before you hit again,” Lin Yin said, bringing over a palm-leaf fan to cool Zhou Qiongxiu, deliberately picking up Liu Guiren’s words.

As for matters of pathology, Ao Zhan was an outsider too; naturally, he could give her no answer.

A trace of darkness flashed through Qi Guan’s eyes. If they truly were northerners from the wilds, then a vicious war between Tianqi and the northern tribes was likely not far off.

Ming Chang found the cave, cleaned it out, gathered some dry grass to make a place to rest, and then lay down there herself.

As for Luo Qingyu’s plan to slack off, Teacher Xiao merely smiled and did not press her. The same saying held true: nothing matters more than staying alive. If a student had both the confidence and the ability to live as she pleased, then she would not interfere.

“It’s a black man, Mother. Let’s go,” Li Qing said, tugging Madam Jiang away. That black man’s stare made her deeply uncomfortable. By instinct, she could sense a murderous aura around him, as though he had blood on his hands.

He was about her age, and unlike Lin Hua and Lin Li, he never sought trouble with her, so her family had told her to look after him.

“A-Qing, look over there. What is that transparent thing? It’s rather pretty.” Before they knew it, the two had wandered onto a street lined with foreign merchants. Foreigners were everywhere here, selling all sorts of exotic curiosities from overseas.

By the time they reached her doorway, before the door had even been opened, the two were already locked in a kiss, clinging to each other with aching reluctance.

After all, he did not know how strong Liu Yuhang truly was, but he did know that he himself had no power to resist.

People came and went in a noisy stream, everyone talking over one another, the chatter a confused jumble, and the school gate was in complete disorder.

“For the sake of the information I brought you... lend me some money. I’ve been a little short lately,” Monkey said with a smile, paying no mind at all to Lin Di’s indifferent attitude.

Lin Wan paused in astonishment, unable to understand what had gone wrong. She remembered clearly that in her previous life, the Princess Consort of Huaiyang had indeed died of illness this year, but not in the first month; it had been in the twelfth.

Though the Mu family was already wealthy and noble, it still fell far short of the Crown Prince’s residence.

In theory, if a family shared blood ties, their features should resemble one another at least a little. But there was not the slightest resemblance here. Could this one be an impostor?

Without realizing it, she clenched the end of the rope in her hand. When she heard the creak of the door being pushed open, the blood in Murong Nuo’s body, which had only just been calmed, nearly began to boil again.

Murong Nuo and Zuo Qingqing exchanged a bewildered glance and followed into the carriage. They wanted to ask questions, but Mu Qingfeng silenced them with a hand gesture for quiet.

Ling Zhentian nodded, agreeing with Zuo Ran’s explanation. That did make more sense. Susu was clever and full of strange ideas, but straightforward by nature; if she truly liked someone, she would say it plainly rather than act like this.

How could Mu Aotian truly be angry with her? Seeing her like this, he let out a sigh. Before he could even speak, his own eyes had reddened first.

When Jiang Ming beat Zhou Yunpeng that time, he had been there too. Among the young masters who had been knocked to the ground, he had been one of them. So he had a very clear understanding of both sides’ fighting strength. Because of that, whenever Jiang Ming spoke, he hardly dared make a sound, much less charge forward and start a fight.

Wang Ben knew Zhao Gao had already arrived. He had known it when Zhao Gao was still five miles away. So when Zhao Gao entered the room, he was not particularly surprised.

Cheng Lingzhi was instantly speechless and rolled her eyes at him twice. What, were you actually unhappy because you didn’t get to see someone looking heartbroken after a breakup?