Chapter 464 The Heavenly Emperor and Moon Goddess! (1)

A refined gleam of satisfaction shone in Yu Lei’s eyes as she confessed, “He made me bark for him!” Her phrases have been accompanied by a heat, nostalgic smile.

Chen Yulan’s eyes widened in shock. “You probably did…?”

Yu Lei nodded with a touch of mischief in her expression. “Mh-mm!”

“If you wish to dwell with him, let me share a secret with you,” Yu Lei continued, her tone conspiratorial. “He does care, deep down. It is simply that his emotions are usually not all the time obvious. You will not be requested to do unusual issues in entrance of others; your dignity shall be preserved in public. However in non-public, you have to be keen to let go of your inhibitions and make ‘him’ pleased.”

A refined stress crossed Chen Yulan’s lips, forming a strained smile on the thought.

In the meantime, observing from a distance, Xie Meirong was bowled over by the dialog. “These phrases — Rattling! Somebody cease this cult worshiper…” she mused, a chill operating down her backbone.

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Morning dawned on the 22th of April, casting a pale gentle over one more day.

Up to now few days, the air had been full of whispers in opposition to the Music Household, accompanied by unending raids by numerous departments!

Zhang Wei discovered himself engulfed on this, but he determined to detach, to let the world spin with out his interference.

He sought refuge in sleep, his solely escape, although at present it promised no sweetness, solely the bitter tang of unrest.

His sleep, that blissful sanctuary, was abruptly shattered.

!!

His eyes flew open, to not the acquainted confines of his room, however to an astonishing sight.

“What?”

Earlier than him unfolded a scene of opulent grandeur—a palace so luxurious, its towering partitions reached for the heavens, seemingly infinite.

It was a spectacle that dwarfed even probably the most magnificent castles of the earth, making them appear mere kid’s play compared.

But, amidst this splendor, it was the sudden sight that arrested his gaze—a girl of such startling presence that point itself appeared to pause.

For a heartbeat, he was frozen, rooted to the spot by the sheer drive of her magnificence.

“Lovely…” The phrase escaped him, a whisper misplaced within the vastness of his awe.

He was trapped, not simply by her look, however by the aura that surrounded her, a thriller that was unattainable to disregard.

He discovered himself drawn right into a dance of curiosity and surprise, his earlier issues melting away like morning mist beneath the rising solar.

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Within the coronary heart of the palace, a girl stood as if she had stepped forth from a timeless portray, her arresting magnificence a silent echo by the grand halls.

Her complexion glowed with the light luminescence of a pearl, and her eyes—deep, boundless swimming pools—appeared to whisper of a soul woven from each historic knowledge and infinite spirit.

Darkish hair, heavy with the scent of twilight roses, fell in a cascade of shadow and bloom over her shoulders, every petal a brushstroke of dusk’s personal palette.

Her gaze, tender but incisive, pierced by the veils of actuality, as if she may discern the silent beat of the universe’s coronary heart.

!!

Because the Heavenly Emperor started to stride ahead, Zhang Wei’s pulse raced inexplicably, his normal playful demeanor changed by a solemnity.

With each step that the Emperor took, a formidable strain constructed round Zhang Wei, a tangible weight that pressed upon his chest and quickened his breath.

“You might be?” Zhang Wei managed to utter, however earlier than the query may keep within the air—

Whoosh!

The Heavenly Emperor handed proper by him, as if he have been no extra substantial than the morning mist.

Startled, Zhang Wei whirled round, simply in time to see the emperor’s determine receding into the gap.

“Huh?”

Confusion spun an online in his thoughts.

He tried to grapple with the truth unfolding earlier than him, however earlier than he may latch onto any semblance of understanding, darkness swept in, and he felt himself slipping away into oblivion, consciousness winking out like a snuffed candle.

Booom!

Clink! Clink! Clink!

The conflict of metallic rang out in a collection of pressing clinks!

Zhang Wei’s eyes flew open to a scene steeped in chaos.

His imaginative and prescient was blurred, his senses dulled as if rising from a deep slumber, but the voices lower by the fog of his awakening.

“You’re taking this too far!”

“Lian’er! I’ve listened to you as soon as, however don’t check my limits!”

The confrontation between Lian’er and the Heavenly Emperor had escalated, the air now electrical with stress.

Guards clad in golden armor that gleamed just like the solar itself had shaped an impenetrable ring across the epicenter of the battle.

Lian’er, her kind a whirlwind of precision and charm, wielded a sword in a single hand with a finesse that was each fierce and breathtakingly stunning.

Zhang Wei, regardless of the haziness clouding his sight, acknowledged the artistry of her swordsmanship, probably the most stunning lethal dance he had ever witnessed.

But at the same time as she fought valiantly, her posture betrayed an obstacle; her different hand clutched one thing protectively to her chest, a burden that cut up her focus.

“Apprehend her!”

The command from the Heavenly Emperor was a thunderclap that spurred the guards into motion.

Whoosh!

In a decisive second, as Zhang Wei’s focus sharpened, the Emperor lunged, wrenching away the article Lian’er guarded so fiercely.

Her eyes, mirrors of her soul, widened with shock, reflecting an array of feelings that Zhang Wei may sense even from his distant vantage level.

Lian’er, “Do not!”