Chapter 47: Filming the Show

Mestre Fu, o casto, e a bela em qipao escondida: beijos diários Canção do Bordado de Outono 1280 words 2026-08-04 06:46:21

Shi Yun walked out of the dressing room without saying a word.

She picked up a glass of water and made her way back at an unhurried pace.

When she stepped into the dressing room again, she headed straight toward where Shi Tian was standing.

Just as she passed by Shi Tian—

Shi Yun suddenly seemed to trip over something. She lurched forward, and the water in her hand splashed out of control, drenching Shi Tian from head to toe.

Shi Tian instantly shrieked, “You! What are you doing? You—”

Ting Feng clapped both hands over her mouth, dragged Ting Yu farther away, and crouched down with her there, like a pair of thieves hiding from the law.

Before coming out, she had deliberately checked the white dress she was wearing and confirmed that, because He Zhixu had used a towel to cover the wound on his chest, no blood had stained it. She had not expected blood to remain on her fingertips.

Ling Yefeng did not want to pay any attention to a man like that, not even for a moment. He looked down on such men completely—they had neither a sense of responsibility nor the courage to shoulder it.

His long, slender fingers lightly lifted her chin, and his blazing, fathomless eyes fixed upon her without blinking.

In the photograph, Fu Rou and Shen Chengchi looked utterly sweet as they kissed. Even the usually stern, expressionless man wore a faintly softened smile at the corners of his eyes.

Old Sun had not been exaggerating. The moment he warned me, I immediately felt a chill rise from the soles of my feet. I had not noticed when that sinister aura had moved from beneath the bed to beneath my feet. I only felt, with terrifying certainty, that it might emerge at any moment.

Immediately afterward, golden light flared brilliantly from every part of the God of War’s body. His injured areas rapidly healed, while his strength surged at astonishing speed.

Fu Yao came to see me the moment she received the news. I told her everything that had happened. The Ye family wielded enormous influence; even though Ye Feiqing was absent, Lawyer Wang was no ordinary man either. So I asked Fu Yao to have Lawyer Wang step in and investigate the matter.

The moment his voice fell, a muffled crash came from inside the room. Apparently, something had been smashed.

Nangong Yan, the head of the household, arrived last. He asked heavily, “What happened?” and the quarreling brother and sister immediately fell silent.

Beneath the waterfall lay a vast pool so clear that one could see straight to the bottom. The falling water struck it with a tremendous roar, deafening to the ears yet inspiring an overwhelming sense of awe.

Mu Lansir had wagered even herself. She knew the Ghost Emperor’s strength; facing Chen Langya, he would unquestionably be able to force him into submission, and the Nine Great Elders would certainly find some relief.

“Damn it, Moon Scar and the Azure Dragon Guild are shameless. They’re actually using such a cheap and underhanded strategy.” I muttered a curse. “If this continues, the City of Buried Moon will collapse without a fight. When that happens, we won’t even have a foothold from which to retreat.”

Tiansheng suddenly thought of that single green lamp. It was clearly the Lamp of Ten Thousand Buddhas he had only just subdued, so how had it appeared there as well? And what role had it played in the process by which the world formed from yin and yang energies?

Qianyun nodded uneasily. She knew there was nothing she could do to help, and after hearing so many terrible things about Emperor Tianshou, she truly ought to keep out of the way for the time being. Without saying anything more, she hurried back to her room. She did not even light the lamp or wash her face, but simply fell onto the bed fully dressed and went to sleep.

This was even more terrifying than the consequences of the Holy Court’s eastern crusade. At least the Westerners had sought only conquest; unlike the demon race, they did not regard humanity as livestock for slaughter, devouring people at will.

Although the Heavenly Palace’s informant was unable to move, he carried a message-bee case on his person.

Following Lü Xianger into the sitting room, Chaoxia saw that Lü Hong was already seated beside the table, which was laden with all kinds of delicacies. The moment Lü Xianger saw the food, she let out a cheer and sat down beside Lü Hong. Of course, she did not forget to wave for Chaoxia to join them.

Crown Prince Shen was beginning to regret it as well. If Chen Zhining died, the imperial family’s efforts would all come to nothing.

He spent the length of an entire meal searching through a pile of jade slips that had nearly been thrown away as rubbish before finally finding Chen Zhining’s.