I like you.

In the end, it was the eldest aunt and Yu Mei who could no longer bear to watch and called an end to the banquet.

Jiang Zeyu had hardly eaten anything before he could no longer hold on.

Qu Jin helped support him back to his room.

There, he saw his own younger sister standing by with a look of distress. “He’s drunk himself to this state.”

“Look at you, acting as if he’s some priceless treasure. He married you, so what if he had a bit to drink? If you keep shielding him, how will he ever earn respect from the family? Do you really think Jiang Zeyu is oblivious? Can’t you see he drank so much tonight for your sake?” Qu Jin thought she was usually clever, but when it came to Jiang Zeyu, all her wits seemed to abandon her.

Qu Wan said nothing, simply watching as Jiang Zeyu furrowed his brows in discomfort.

“There’s sobering medicine. Feed it to him in a while.”

In most sects that had lasted for centuries, there would be at most one or two elders at the early stage of the Third Realm.

The Black Dragon considered this and dismissed the idea. How could a disciple of a holy land end up in such a forsaken place?

Alexander Pierce didn’t say much more—he gave his instructions and hung up immediately. After all, a lengthy phone call could only bring trouble.

Usually, he would use “making deliveries” as an excuse to wander outside. It was common for him to be gone for ten days or half a month, and sometimes, he wouldn’t return even once in half a year.

“By the way, Mr. Su, what realm are you in now?” Hong Wanqing suddenly asked, probing for information.

Xu Liangyou pointed at Xu Xiang. He suspected smashing the antique was just the beginning; the real issue was something else entirely.

At this, Lu Wei’s heart skipped a beat, a mix of nerves and panic. She could see that Lu Yuan had already guessed what she was about to say and was displeased.

Simply stepping out of Zhang Yang’s villa, she was accused of resisting arrest and labeled a criminal. What on earth was he trying to do?

Suddenly, Bai Lu understood where her previous abilities had come from—a balance and transformation between energy and power.

Aside from that, to the east of the Nameless River lay the southern mining village, still being developed, and the lizard village on the eastern side, serving purely as a military barrier. Both settlements were progressing steadily.

Ye Yuan treated Egret Island with respect. Jun Xi was not imprisoned; on the contrary, she seemed to have a good relationship with Egret Island.

Yet, just then, news somehow spread from an unknown source—the Emperor Luo was not ill, but missing.

The person being pulled along felt a sting at the wrist, frowned, pursed their lips, but bore it in silence.

In the living room, Bai Tian answered all of Wen Ke and Shu Lan’s questions. Yet, they didn’t ask about relationships or future plans. Instead, they asked whether she was busy with work, if she needed any help, and when her new album would be released.

“There’s no sign of poison or curses on him. I’m certain,” Duanmu Qingluan declared with unwavering confidence.

Li’s heart clenched tighter; she suddenly balled her fists, took a deep breath, and barely managed to steady her nerves.

Yan Jun silently stepped forward and raised his hand. Mo Mo’s eyes lit up and she exclaimed, “Oh! Handsome—” Before she could finish, a slap landed on her head, making her spin in place twice. She grabbed her head and groaned in pain.

The four maids took turns staying in the courtyard, running errands for guests or tidying the rooms from time to time. Naturally, when there were no guests, they would sneak off somewhere to laze about.

Su Yan couldn’t even say why he was unhappy. He’d long grown indifferent to people’s coldness, but when the assistant director tried to sacrifice him to save the crew, he was still furious.

“Troubled?” Yun Shuiyue looked at Nan Wuyou in surprise. What did that mean? How had this turned into a matter involving Dongliang Kingdom?

“Yes, just like my songs and my name, I’ve always been searching.” She seemed to be lost in some memory, or perhaps she was simply speaking at random.

“Qianqian, what’s wrong?” The crown prince quickly went out to support her, secretly grateful that she had chosen just the right moment, for he had no idea how to answer Yun Duoduo’s question.

She was the favorite of the family’s chief, the very man Xu Xiangxiang adored to the point of being willing to give her life for him.

But back then, she was free. Now, she had no control at all.