Boom!
It was as if a thunderclap had exploded in the heavens!
Quite a few people in the bridal chamber were dumbfounded.
Then came wave after wave of incredulous uproar.
“What? What did I just hear? Surely I didn’t hear that wrong?”
“You definitely didn’t. I heard it too. It sounded like… Cuihua used to be with Li Laicai!”
“Holy crap! They actually… Is this family seriously that messed up?”
“Wasn’t the Duke at the Jiangbei Fortress Cluster cracking down on this sort of thing? And yet this family… They’ve really opened my eyes.”
“My head’s about to split open!”
…
Amid the commotion, quite a few villagers from Xipo Village remained remarkably calm. Clearly, they had known about this for a long time.
Some even exchanged meaningful glances with Chen Liang.
The rumors circulating through the village had actually reached Chen Liang’s ears.
And today, the matter had been exposed before everyone!
Something that many people had known had now become something everyone knew.
But clearly… Village Chief Li Quan had been completely unaware!
His face shifted from disbelief to fury. “You unfilial brat! What nonsense are you spouting?”
“Cuihua is about to become your stepmother, and you dare say such an outrageous thing? Believe it or not, I’ll enforce the family rules and teach you how to show respect to your elders!”
As he cursed, Village Chief Li Quan hurriedly turned his gaze toward Chen Liang, clearly searching for help.
Chen Liang did not disappoint. He immediately leaned over and said, “Master, it’s obvious. Your son is jealous.”
“Jealous?”
“Of course.” Chen Liang spoke with absolute conviction. “Just look at her. Miss Cuihua is so beautiful, graceful, and stunning. In our Xipo Village, she’s like a phoenix that has fallen into a mountain nest. What man could see her and not be moved?”
“Your son, Young Master Li Laicai, probably fell for Miss Cuihua long ago. For all we know, he even ran to her window and sang, ‘Tonight I’ve come to your window again.’”
“Now that he sees you’re about to make a match with Miss Cuihua, he knows he has no chance. That’s why he’s saying all this.”
“Is that so?”
Village Chief Li Quan was clearly unconvinced.
Liu Cuihua immediately said, “Master, that’s exactly how it is.”
“Young Master Li Laicai and I never even exchanged greetings before, but now he’s saying these things about me. Young Master Chen Liang must be right—there’s no other explanation!”
Under their combined barrage, Village Chief Li Quan’s mind began to swim, and his trust in their words rose sharply.
At the crucial moment, Chen Liang added one more thing.
“Master, Young Master Li Laicai has inherited your romantic spirit. To pursue love, he’s willing to give up everything. From that perspective, I truly admire him.”
“But…”
“His love is love, and your love is love too!”
“Love is selfish!”
“He’s blocking your love for the sake of his own!”
“You have to fight for your love and make sure he doesn’t get his way!”
Village Chief Li Quan’s blood began to boil.
The word “love” possessed extraordinary power at that moment. It swiftly enveloped him, filling him with confidence and clearing up his thoughts.
He immediately strode forward and looked at his son, Li Laicai, with a pained expression.
“Laicai, as your father, I truly haven’t cared for you enough all these years.”
“I didn’t know that you had feelings for Cuihua too.”
“That was your father’s fault. I…”
“I apologize to you!”
“But…”
“Cuihua is pure, noble, beautiful, and refined. You’re still young and can’t handle her. It’s better to leave her to your father.”
The moment those words were spoken, the anger that had been building inside Li Laicai finally exploded.
There were many things he hadn’t wanted to say.
But his usually timid, muddleheaded father had gone completely insane today. He insisted on defending that shameless woman!
Fine. Fine!
So that was how they wanted to play it?
Then to hell with preserving anyone’s dignity!
He immediately bellowed, “I can’t handle her?”
“When she was handling me, you were singing outside the window!”
Li Laicai’s gaze turned sharp as he looked at Liu Cuihua and gave a cold laugh.
“Liu Cuihua, why don’t you explain to my father who bought those gaudy clothes you’re wearing?”
“With the state of your family, could you afford them?”
“And what about that cornfield behind the hill? Who rolled around in there?”
Faced with Li Laicai’s relentless questions, Liu Cuihua’s face grew paler and paler. Her body swayed as if she might collapse at any moment.
Those vivid scenes, each one so familiar, were called out one after another. Village Chief Li Quan’s expression changed as well. He grabbed Liu Cuihua and demanded, “Cuihua, answer me! Where did you get those clothes?”
“You couldn’t afford them before, could you?”
“And the cornfield…”
“The cornfield!”
Liu Cuihua pressed her lips together and did not dare speak.
Village Chief Li Quan grew even more frantic. “Cuihua, say something! Say anything!”
Chen Liang also put on an anxious expression. “Cuihua, Cuihua, say something! As long as you say something, Master will believe you!”
“You and Master are in love!”
“Master believes in love, and he believes in you even more!”
Perhaps she had been encouraged, because Liu Cuihua gritted her teeth and said, “None of that ever happened. It’s all completely made up.”
“I bought these clothes with money I saved myself.”
“As for the cornfield, that’s even more impossible… Corn only just started spreading here from Yunjing. How could it have happened so soon?”
Village Chief Li Quan immediately let out a sigh of relief.
Chen Liang, meanwhile, took a step back, clearing a path and avoiding the damage that was about to come.
As for Li Laicai, he exploded completely!
Fine, fine! Something that had happened only recently, and now she was claiming it had never happened. That shameless woman…
His fury shot straight to the crown of his head. Li Laicai suddenly stopped caring about anything at all. With a powerful leap, he flew toward Liu Cuihua at astonishing speed.
Before Liu Cuihua could react, he slapped her hard across the face with a loud crack.
The blow was vicious. Liu Cuihua spun in place and collapsed to the ground in pain.
Village Chief Li Quan’s eyes instantly turned red.
Cuihua was the woman who had just made him feel that his life had not been wasted—the woman who had allowed him to experience the beauty of love when he was already halfway into the grave…
And his son had hit her?
“You’ve gone too far!”
With a furious roar, the flesh on his face jiggling, he sprang up and reached Li Laicai. Then he slapped him hard across the face.
“Who gave you permission to hit Cuihua?”
Li Laicai was stunned.
Then his fury burned even hotter. “You’ve lost your mind! For the sake of a woman I kicked out myself, you dare hit me?”
He immediately charged forward.
He made full use of the advantages of youth.
He was ferocious!
But Village Chief Li Quan also vividly demonstrated the saying that ginger truly was spicier when it was old.
He managed to withstand his son’s assault by sheer force!
The villagers standing nearby were practically jumping with excitement.
Seriously, was today really going to be this entertaining?
So, under the pretense of breaking up the fight, one villager after another began shouting encouragement.
“Hey, don’t hit him! What if you damage that part?”
“Master Li, calm down! Laicai is still your son. You can hit him anywhere else, but don’t hit him in the face—that’s the face of the Li family!”
“Quick, move all the sticks and clubs out of reach! Don’t let them get their hands on anything!”
“Stop, stop! Don’t fight! You’re father and son—why fight your own family instead of outsiders?”
……
Just as the bridal chamber descended into chaos, someone suddenly shouted from outside:
“Oh no! Oh no!”
“The soldiers are here! There are so many of them—so many!”
“They’re carrying a huge banner with the character ‘Zhang’ on it!”
……
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
