Lin Wanwan was asleep.
We were enveloped in a blanket of white snow.
At the summit of the snow-capped mountain, a girl in purple stood quietly.
She was noble and mysterious, her stunningly beautiful face slowly covered by a layer of cold killing intent, like a knife aimed straight at the heart of her opponent.
The Demon King and the Demon Lord exchanged glances, and then the Demon King said:
"Xiao Wanwan, so what if the God Realm dotes on you?"
"If you know what's good for you, when I seize the God Realm in the future, I will definitely give you a place."
"If you don't know what's good for you, then I won't be polite."
The young girl, Ren, stood in mid-air and slightly parted her lips:
"Demon King, you are demons, you are evil! The God Realm rules the Three Realms and takes it upon itself to save all living beings. How can you possibly take its place?"
The demons exchanged a glance, and with a thought, clusters of fiery red flames immediately appeared in their palms.
A hundred or so demons appeared behind him instantly, each with a fierce look in their eyes and a fiery red glare.
"You actually dare to practice the Ten Thousand Poisons Corrode the Heart?"
"Hahaha, so what? The winner is king, the loser is a bandit!" The Demon Lord laughed maniacally.
"All of you, charge!" With a command from the Demon King, hundreds of demons behind him rushed towards the girl.
Lin Wanwan thought for a moment.
who is she?
Oh, it was me.
It's no wonder someone would die fighting against hundreds of demons.
Fortunately, he died a spectacular death.
She took two steps.
The scene then shifts again.
A young man dressed in black and gold knelt in the snow, wailing and lamenting, as if the golden light surrounding him was also weeping.
"Ah—" He looked up to the sky and howled, his voice filled with grief, "Purple Spirit!" His voice pierced through the three realms.
In an instant, the boy's hair turned white, the world darkened, and he was plunged into an endless black vortex.
Countless golden lights instantly enveloped his body, gradually drawing them away until a wisp of his soul drifted out from between his brows and soared into the heavens.
"You all deserve to die!"
The little girl, Lin Wanwan, looked at the scene and her eyes welled up with tears.
"Who are you?"
She didn't remember ever seeing this person before.
She considered herself to have a good memory, but she really couldn't recall such a person.
"Wanwan, Wanwan."
A gentle, loving voice rang in her ears, pulling Lin Wanwan back to reality.
She opened her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her in a daze.
She threw herself into Ye Lanyin's arms, crying, "Mother~"
"Waaaaah~"
She didn't know why she was crying.
I just want to cry.
Ye Lanyin felt heartbroken and reached out to touch her forehead.
"Wanwan, did you have a nightmare?"
"Don't be afraid, Mother is here, Mother will protect you."
Ye Lanyin's eyes reddened. This child had never shown such emotions since birth. What was wrong?
"Today is your housewarming celebration, how about Mom gets you a chicken leg?"
Upon hearing this...
Lin Wanwan stopped crying instantly.
With tears still clinging to her face, she grinned, "Hehe~"
"Mmm~"
Ye Lanyin chuckled.
It seems there's nothing a chicken leg can't solve.
"There are quite a few people here today, so you can't be naughty later."
She heard it early this morning: last night, Old Madam Lin was so angry that she called a doctor in the middle of the night, and the masters also had a sleepless night.
General Liu even went directly to Liu Ruyan's door to take her back, but Liu Ruyan refused.
General Liu was so angry he was nearly dead.
"Madam, the guests outside are arriving one after another."
"So early?" Ye Lanyin exclaimed in surprise. "It's only early morning."
The invitation clearly stated noon; why don't these people need to attend court?
And in the front hall at this moment.
"Haha, General Yao, you're here so early too?" The Grand Tutor stepped inside and patted General Yao on the shoulder.
General Yao shrugged. "Lord Song, you already hold a higher position in His Majesty's heart than I do. Do you still want to put me in a superior position?"
The Grand Tutor was taken aback, glanced at General Yao's shoulder, then at his own hands, and laughed:
"Oh dear, General Yao, I'm so sorry, I was just too happy."
"Hmph, what's there to be happy about? It's not like I'm getting a raise!"
Upon hearing about the salary, the Grand Tutor's eyes darted away slightly. "I am delighted that Lady Ye has survived such a calamity!"
Behind him, many ministers entered one after another, for no other reason than this.
His Majesty was in high spirits yesterday and celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival ahead of schedule.
Many of the women who used to be close to Ye Lanyin are now married, and when they heard about Ye Lanyin's situation, they all sighed.
"Madam Ye is truly pitiful. Among us, she was the first to get married, and many people in Bianjing envied her back then. Who would have thought that she would be framed by someone?"
"That's right, the mistress's son is a year older than her son, I guess it was intentional."
Shh...she's here.
When everyone saw her arrive, they all smiled and looked at Ye Lanyin.
Looking at it this way, all the women were incredibly envious.
Ye Lanyin's face showed no trace of sadness; instead, it was rosy and full of vitality, with fair and translucent skin—the very features one would have when young.
"Everyone, thank you for taking the time to attend Ping'an Prefecture's housewarming banquet today. Lan Yin will definitely treat you all well."
"Tea is ready. Please move to the front yard."
Seeing Ye Lanyin's graceful and gentle demeanor, everyone cursed the Marquis of Zhenbei to the core.
He's unlucky!
Thank goodness I got divorced!
forecourt.
The tables and chairs have all been arranged.
The men sit on the left, the women on the right, and the children sit at a table in the middle. This way, you can keep an eye on the children while also chatting with your friends – a win-win situation.
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