Shang Qingmeng had a reason for spacing out while fishing tonight and failing to pull up the rod in time.
Her phone rang. Looking down at the message, she found—well, well—a third party had intruded into her relationship. Her furnace cauldron had someone else outside.
That someone was herself!
Thunder rolled overhead, leaving Shang Qingmeng scorched on the outside and tender within. Her thoughts were thrown into utter chaos; how could she still care about fishing?
According to firsthand intelligence from White Cloud Manor, Xiang Yuan had many identities: True Heart Dao, Yellow Springs Dao, a kinsman of the Liu Clan, and so on. Shang Qingmeng did not care in the slightest. All she saw was that he was a son-in-law of King Zhao Residence.
Most absurdly, she had even met Xiang Yuan's legitimate wife at the sword tournament.
Unrivaled Palace's Xiao Lingyue.
She had rather liked Xiao Lingyue to begin with!
Shang Qingmeng narrowed her eyes and silently watched Xiang Yuan. His white robes outshone snow, while icy chill radiated from his entire body, abruptly dropping the temperature within the Sword Pillar Forbidden Ground. A thin layer of frost faintly formed across the ground.
Xiang Yuan still had no idea what had happened. He only felt an inexplicable chill down his back. Based on past experience, he cheerfully glanced at A Ping. Seeing that she was smiling too, even winking at him, he could not help sighing that those who lay flat truly had no weaknesses.
You can still laugh? You really aren't afraid of dying! x2
Watching the dog man and woman exchanging flirtatious glances, Shang Qingmeng clenched the fist hidden within her white sleeve until it turned pale. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, then formed sword fingers and suddenly pointed them