Chapter 49: His Highness Summons You

"You didn't play Sheng Yunqing to death, did you?" Ye Jingnian raised his eyebrows slightly.
"N-no..." Zhixing's voice was very soft, her once bright eyes turning dim.
"Does Sheng Yunqing have a face as pretty as yours?" Ye Jingnian's fingertips grazed her cheek, his attractive phoenix eyes narrowing slightly as if he were looking at Sheng Yunqing through her.
Zhixing bit her lower lip and laughed with self-deprecating irony, "Sheng Yunqing is blessed with peerless beauty; how could I possibly compare?"

Just as Xia Ling was about to reach Qu Tang, another figure obnoxiously blocked her path.
"Hello, is there anything else I can help you with?" The male clerk who had been pitching the phone to Lin Shi earlier asked with a polite smile, noticing Lin Shi's grim expression while he was finishing installing the SIM card and backing up data.

Ren Ying could not accept the reality that she had already married into the Chen family, married Chen Yan, and become Chen Hailin's sister-in-law.
Luo Yu also understood these people; the feeling of being a single Pringle was truly unpleasant. Of course, this didn't apply to everyone—some people, due to innate or acquired reasons, simply detested the opposite sex.

Xia Duoduo had liked him from the very beginning and went to great lengths to marry him, partly because she loved him, and partly to atone for her sins at the Pei family.

Luo Yu casually twirled the knife in a flash of blade-work. Then, his eyes sharpened; with a swift movement, he instantly sliced a tomato into sixteen impeccably uniform pieces. It bloomed like an enchantingly vibrant rose, breathtakingly gorgeous. This stunt successfully stunned the master chef standing behind him.

Upon arriving at the camp, he locked himself in a room and pondered for a long time before finally taking out his phone to make a call. Soon, the other end answered.

Bang~! In an unexpected turn of events, the Sea Fury warrior bounced straight back after crashing into the stone wall. No one had anticipated that this kind of wall could be so sturdy. The warriors were left dizzy and disoriented; some even tumbled straight to the ground. The momentum from their frantic run was immense, and this collision delivered an impact even greater than a direct blast from a Blue Energy Cannon.

As he looked at this photograph, a trace of sorrow flashed unnaturally across his face once more, and in an instant, tears blurred his vision.

This, however, made things agonizing for Luo Yu. He had no idea why his body had become so terribly sensitive ever since it was modified. The moment anyone other than himself touched his sensitive zones, his limbs would go completely weak, and his face would flush crimson.

"It's just a pity that you managed to get into such a massive conflict with that person." At this point, Chang Ju also let out a bitter laugh.

Idiot! If the Marquis Heshun's residence specifically sent an invitation for you, would they send it to the Prince's Estate? Didn't His Highness just say they delivered the invitation to the Prince's Estate? Xia Zhixing sneered inwardly as she watched Xia Zhishi looking remorseful and regretful.

Being able to call someone so late at night without having to worry about disturbing them—if it weren't for an exceptionally close relationship, how could anyone do such a thing? Lin Luo didn't notice the change in Bu Mengtian's expression, nor could she possibly know that in her best friend's heart, she and Shao Yang had already been paired together.

After all, they were still young and had no external injuries, so Xia Zhixing recovered after lying in bed for a few days.

An old man sitting beside him nodded as well, glancing at the contestants who had yet to take the stage, a faint sense of worry welling up in his heart.

At this critical, life-or-death moment, a halo of light suddenly enveloped them, shielding them within and blocking the elder's palm strike outside.

As he spoke, he suddenly drifted closer to the two of them, pouting his lips as he leaned in. Seeing him getting closer and closer, he glanced at both of them, his eyes brightening before he ultimately decided to pivot toward Wuhua, who possessed higher looks, while making an annoying "Mwah, mwah, mwah..." sound.

"You're talking nonsense!" Jin Dafang grew even angrier, but remembering Wuhua's previous words, a trace of anxiety crept into his heart.

Inadvertently gazing into her pupils, Mo Yan felt a pang of heartache... For they seemed devoid of any worldly attachments, devoid of joy or sorrow, as if completely severed from the mortal dust.

The Empress said this while raising her hand to wipe her eyes, yet there were no tears in her eyes at all.