On the night the Xi household was wiped out, Xi Jiu fled with a spirit stone, only to be hunted down by Princess Huaying.
She thought she would die in the wilderness.
Then someone appeared before her, floating down gracefully, and knocked everyone out with a wave of his hand.
He was extraordinarily handsome, with moon-cool eyes reflecting her despair as she hovered on the brink of death.
Her older brother had once told her that handsome men could never be trusted.
Xi Jiu believed him.
Taking revenge alone was risky, but with a powerful ally's protection, she could succeed.
She decided to get close to Immortal Lord Yan Qi and make him her backing.
Yan Qi had saved Xi Jiu solely for the spirit stone she carried. He never expected this mortal to cling to him.
She moved into his home, devoured his flaky pastries, and even... got handsy, touching his hand and poking his face.
Mortals were terrifying. The Immortal Lord was not at all used to this.
Her revenge plan was progressing slowly, so Xi Jiu decided to put her powerful ally through a trial herself. If he didn't measure up, she would find another tree to cling to.
She tried the grappling technique handed down in her family, but she was no match for even a tenth of the Immortal Lord's power, and fell headfirst into his arms.
Yan Qi lowered his eyes to the girl frozen stiff in his embrace. His Adam's apple bobbed as he asked,
[Purple Sugar]kswl~ Finally kissed 😆 Hahaha, it's sweet [Orange Candy][Orange Candy] Sweet, sweet, sweet~
Finally! Finally! Finally kissed 🐰
Damn it, can you release all the following chapters with just a shake of your hand? 🥺
Everyone really should stay up less late and eat well. I also went to the hospital for a short stay recently, and I couldn't take care of it at all. I started vomiting again after dinner today. I missed Xi Jiu especially when I was lying down to recover my HP. I hope I can start writing again at the end of the month. God, please stop torturing me. I'm convinced. I'm really convinced.
A friend reminded me that the closing price increased today, and I suddenly felt a little confused. I always felt that my writing was very bad, especially when compared with what I had written before, the gap was really huge. In March last year, my family had a heart attack, and I stayed with him in the hospital for more than half a month. I truly realized that "people can die at any time," and I thought about giving it another try. Although I haven't written a satisfactory story for several years, I thought maybe it would actually get better this time. From writing to signing the contract in August, it went so smoothly that I felt like I was in a dream. I happily discussed the plot with my friends every day, and really thought everything would get better. Immediately after he was diagnosed with a malignant tumor, he underwent surgery, chemotherapy, and radiotherapy... His work was suspended, and all his time was spent in the hospital. Even though I wanted to keep updating in October, I couldn't bear it and ended up asking for leave twice. In November, I unexpectedly stumbled into V by mistake. I kept pushing myself to update it steadily, and it was expected to be completed before the Chinese New Year. As a result, I received a call in the middle of the night. A family member had a work-related injury, and a family member was not in a hospital due to drug rejection. I didn't sleep all night and didn't know where to go first. In the past few years, my condition has been bad for various reasons. I have been struggling constantly, but when I feel that I am about to get better, I always pick up the snail's shell again. Until this year, I was chatting with a friend and said that I almost didn't have the energy to continue struggling. Sometimes on the way to the hospital, I wonder if I did something wrong and if I shouldn't have made these choices. I seem to have stopped for many years... It was too cold yesterday. I drove back from the hospital in other provinces. I didn't expect to get sick, so I just had a day off. I sat in front of the computer all afternoon today, my mind was empty, and I just thought, forget it. But seeing that there are still readers and protagonists waiting for me, I can't bear to stop here, so I just need to endure it a little longer, just in case I can get through it. I don't want to spread negativity, but there is really no place for these words. Thank you to all readers who have read this story. I know there is still a lot to be desired. Whether you like it or not, thank you for seeing it. I also ask the protagonist of the story to wait for me a little longer. I hope I can come to an ending that satisfies me.
I suspect that Mr. Lu is not dead yet and was stuffed into the coffin before he died. Are you afraid that he will come out early? [Three-flowered cat head]
Is it true that no one doubts Xianjun's senior brother? He has a very different relationship with Tao Zhen, and he also has the trust of the Immortal Lord. He is very suitable for backstabbing [Three Flower Cat Head]
Just sweeten us like this
Hahahahaha, sister, show off quickly, I'll give it all to you!
Huaying is a woman with her own ambitions and pursuits. She has rights and is willing to use her rights to fight for more opportunities for all women. In this regard, she is good