“Lan Wu, Lan Wu.” A small hand gently shook her head. Lan Wu groggily opened her eyes to see a round, adorable face. “Why are you sleeping here? Mother is worried sick.” “Sister?” Lan Wu rubbed her eyes, yawned, and mumbled, “This shell is more comfortable than mine.” “If you like it, take it back.” Lan Yuan took her hand…
Lan Wu immediately realized, “She’s here to block Ah Yue’s escape.” “What should we do?” Lin Wantang frowned. “Can we just go straight through? I’m the Hall Master, and you’re the Third Princess. If Ji Xing knows that your imprisonment has been exposed, she should at least show some restraint, right?” Lan Wu shook her head. “She already knew my…
The sound of splashing water echoed as Lin Wantang, who had been waiting on the shore, quickly stepped forward. She pulled Yao Zhu aside to inspect her, then turned her attention to the person they had just rescued. At the sight of Lan Wu, her eyes widened in shock. “Second Princess?” Lan Wu froze. “You know my sister?” “Sister?” Lin…
Night fell, but Ji Xing still hadn’t returned. Ji Lingyue lay curled up on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, enduring the lingering pain from her recent ordeal. After several rounds of torment, her eyes were glazed, and her body was covered in bruises from her desperate struggles. In this state of extreme suffering, she was on the verge of losing her…
“Elder sister?” Yao Zhu looked at her curiously. “This demon realm of yours is really strange. People here even go around claiming to be family.” “Don’t you remember me?” Lin Wantang took a step forward, her voice urgent. “I’m your younger sister!” “Younger sister? All my siblings from the same litter were ordinary foxes. They’re all dead. Where did you…