All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

Fan Mansion.

Wu Zhu told Fan Xian what had happened that day.

"Uncle, do you think this near-grandmaster's methods are similar to those of the Ye family?"

Wu Zhu replied, "The moves and footwork are somewhat similar, but they are not the same style."

"His identity is currently completely unknown, and his appearance is probably a disguise."

Fan Xian asked with concern, "Are you alright? Why do you have a strange fragrance about you?"

Wu Zhu shook his head. "Some minor injuries that can heal completely on their own, the fragrance... might be body odor."

The fact that Wu Zhu, a Grandmaster-level fighter, could be injured already terrified Fan Xian.

"Uncle, no matter who that person is, whether he is a rising star of the Ye family or a grandmaster of the palace, let's not make a fuss."

"Listening to him is just to support the Lin family."

You can't kill him, but he can't do anything to you either!

Wu Zhu said regretfully, "Unfortunately, I can't recall any of those methods that can instantly kill a Grandmaster."

Fan Xian comforted him, "It's alright, as long as we find a way to get the key to the palace, we can get the divine weapon left by Mother!"

"The Overwatch Council has a layout map of the palace. I'll try to get it out soon, and then we can try to infiltrate the palace."

Wu Zhu nodded and said, "You're about to break through to the eighth rank. It'll be safer to wait until you break through."

Inspect the hospital.

Chen Pingping had met Fan Xian formally not long ago, and the two had a very pleasant conversation.

Although Fan Xian has suffered many setbacks since arriving in the capital, Chen Pingping is generally satisfied.

"Shadow, the informant I sent to track Lin Ruofu today, has completely vanished without a trace. It's really strange."

Since learning yesterday that Fan Xian had been assassinated by Lin Ruofu, Chen Pingping has regarded Lin Ruofu as a potential rival.

Having initially satisfied Fan Xian, he naturally wanted to give him his full support.

Fan Xian's opponent is Chen Pingping and the Supervisory Council. Not only Chen Pingping, but Fan Jian also considers Lin Ruofu an enemy.

The shadow standing behind Chen Pingping replied, "He was clumsy and was silenced by Lin Ruofu."

"Fan Xian has five masters by his side, and Lin Ruofu could not possibly have a Grandmaster by his side."

Chen Pingping patiently advised, "Wu Zhu doesn't like being disturbed, so just let him go."

"Neither His Majesty nor I wish for Wu Zhu to become known to the world, so you should also know when to stop!"

"If your cultivation level is strong enough, Wu Zhu will definitely come to you and fight you."

Shadow, of course, wouldn't believe Si Gu Jian's nonsense about killing Lin Gong, and was already convinced that Wu Zhu was right next to Fan Xian.

As a fan of Wu Zhu, Yingzi has secretly gone to the Fan residence many times, but Wu Zhu always manages to easily evade her.

That's why Chen Pingping warned him not to keep searching for Wu Zhu.

A few days later was Lin Wan'er's birthday.

As an elder, Li Chang'an naturally wouldn't get involved in the daytime hustle and bustle; he preferred to come late at night when it was quiet.

Now that Li Chang'an's cultivation has increased dramatically, he can go anywhere in the world and escape unscathed.

Standing on the wall of the royal villa, Li Chang'an noticed that Lin Wan'er's room was brightly lit.

As usual, he entered silently through the window and found Lin Wan'er in a black dress.

In Li Chang'an's memory, Lin Wan'er always wore white.

However, this black dress accentuated her slender waist and fair skin.

Her face was still innocent, but with a touch more allure.

More importantly, Lin Wan'er's long dress looks somewhat familiar.

Especially the barely visible cleavage of her chest and her long, snow-white, shapely legs—this is Li Yunrui's style of dress.

Looking at Lin Wan'er, whose makeup was exquisite and who was smiling, Li Chang'an couldn't help but ask.

"Wan'er, why are you wearing Li Yunrui's clothes?"

Lin Wan'er's eyes sparkled, and she pressed herself against Li Chang'an.

"What she gave me was, of course, custom-made in her style."

"She's always been very bold. But don't worry, my husband, Wan'er will only wear this for you to see."

Li Chang'an took the opportunity to put his arm around Lin Wan'er, and then looked her over. He couldn't help but sigh, "These clothes are indeed very convenient."

Before she knew it, his hand had slipped under her skirt and covered her shapely, firm legs.

Lin Wan'er's makeup tonight was not as simple as before, but rather had a different kind of glamour; she was trying to make herself look more mature.

Her intention was clear: she wanted to grow up.

Lin Wan'er bit her lip and forcefully pressed down the large hand under her skirt.

"My husband, Wan'er promised to have a surprise for you."

Her pure yet alluring demeanor, her coy and inviting expression, is simply a fatal temptation.

Seeing that Li Chang'an wouldn't let go, Lin Wan'er blushed and began to beg for mercy.

"My dear husband, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. I would like to perform a dance for you."

Today is Lin Wan'er's coming-of-age day. Girls always like a sense of ceremony, so Li Chang'an temporarily released the beauty in his arms.

Lin Wan'er, like a nimble canary, moved with light steps, turned to her bedside, and took out an exquisite mask.

The mask only covered the skin around Lin Wan'er's eyes, which made her red lips appear even more luscious, her delicate chin even more alluring, and her swan-like neck even more fair and radiant.

"hiss……"

Li Chang'an couldn't help but gasp, his throat bobbing. Lin Wan'er was a woman of taste.

Seeing Li Chang'an's increasingly ardent gaze, Lin Wan'er revealed a triumphant smile, and then began to dance gracefully.

Li Chang'an never expected that because Lin Wan'er was cured of tuberculosis early, she would be able to develop her full potential.

Lin Wan'er was already slender and graceful, and this dance was beautiful yet elegant, with her delicate body appearing and disappearing in a way that was both alluring and graceful.

Lin Wan'er, so this is what you're like!

Chapter 93 Lin Wan'er: I want to be your real husband and wife!

After the dance ended, Lin Wan'er was slightly out of breath, with a look of long-cherished wish fulfilled.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Li Chang'an offered an applause of appreciation. Lin Wan'er had learned a lot from the seasoned veteran of the martial arts world, Gao Wuniang.

Lin Wan'er threw herself into Li Chang'an's arms and leaned happily against his strong chest.

Beneath her arched eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were slightly open, and her plump, snow-white face resembled a blooming rose.

Li Chang'an picked up a rose petal and greedily savored it.

After a long while, Lin Wan'er struggled to break free from Li Chang'an's embrace.

If she hadn't explained the reason, Li Chang'an would have really wanted to pin her down.

"My husband, Wan'er has made you a brocade robe. Please take a look and see if it fits."

The clothes of the royal children are all custom-made, but it was hard to refuse such a kind offer. Apart from his mother, no one else had made clothes for Li Chang'an.

Li Chang'an reached out and took the clothes from Lin Wan'er's hands; it was a blue brocade robe.

The finest royal brocade has a smooth, silky feel and a unique, pleasant fragrance.

Li Chang'an held it up to himself and couldn't help but sigh, "Wan'er really knows everything, and the size is just right."

Upon hearing the word "size," Lin Wan'er's face turned ashen. How could the size she had personally measured be inaccurate?

Although the two did not cross the final line of their relationship, Lin Wan'er did everything else as easily as driving on a familiar road.

Lin Wan'er's beautiful eyes, which were filled with a smile, carried a hint of shyness and joy.

Her voice was soft and slightly cloying, "Husband, won't you give it a try?"

"No rush, let's try it later."

Li Chang'an gently placed the brocade robe on the bedside table and naturally sat down next to Lin Wan'er.

He reached out and grasped the beautiful woman's soft hand, feeling a sensation of softness and delicacy.

He had completed all the rituals, and now Lin Wan'er, who had nowhere to escape, was embraced. "Wan'er is so thoughtful."

"My lord, this is what Wan'er should do," Lin Wan'er said in a trembling voice.

"It is only natural for a wife to sew clothes for her husband, and Wan'er must do it herself."

Lin Wan'er knew that she might never be able to be openly with Li Chang'an for the rest of her life.

But she was already much happier than Li Yunrui; the man she loved didn't reject her and even helped her in every way.