Chapter 51

The doctors all said that as long as it wasn't too strenuous, marital relations could be continued. Why had she banned it entirely when it came to her?

Zhu Quan reached out to take the luopan, examining it closely. He saw that the tick marks on the midline of each earthly branch represented a full ten-degree increment, such as thirty degrees, sixty degrees, ninety degrees, and so on. Each earthly branch occupied fifteen degrees, and the three hundred and sixty degrees were divided into forty-eight directions, with each direction equaling seven point five degrees.

Subsequently, the Chinese government and the government of the Third Reich also announced their acceptance of Japan's demand for unconditional surrender, expressing gratification at the Japanese people's correct choice. The formal surrender signing ceremony would be held a few days later on the American battleship Missouri.

"Just turn on the television and you'll understand. I'm heading over to Wudi's place now, you should come over later too." With that, Aduoduo terminated the communication.

Aside from attending court, I spent all my time guarding my Yan'er and our son Bao'er, no longer setting foot in the palace of any concubine or the empress.

"This is the result of your recklessness. This lake reeks of strangeness, how could you just jump down like that?" Bai Yi glared at Chixue, speaking in a reproachful tone.

Director Zhao spoke in a tactful and cautious tone, "Once gastric cancer develops to the middle stage, it becomes an irreversible condition. It requires symptomatic treatment to slow its progression and reduce complications. Generally speaking, in Mr. Wang's case, as long as the patient is willing to actively cooperate, we can consider surgical treatment for him."

Hao Dong stared fixedly at the person on the screen, feeling that some grand and glorious image in his heart was collapsing.

Everything that happened yesterday was like a dream, and her life finally seemed to have returned to peace.

Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off in the imperial court, so they stabbed him in the back and struck him from the shadows in the military camp, driving him relentlessly toward his death.

Dongfang Jin lifted the curtain and went inside, only to see Lai Shun's father breathing rapidly with his eyes wide open, looking as though he were on the verge of drawing his last breath.

She had long since completely forgotten about that business with Zhuge Liuyun, never imagining that someone would dig up old accounts at a time like this, nor did she expect that Ji Qiangwei's paramour would actually be the old patriarch of the Hua family. Tsk, these two were truly birds of a feather; neither of them was any good.

The words of the True Monarch of the Six Extremes were not many, and their core message boiled down to one thing: punishing a disobedient pill slave who wanted to escape. The reason for summoning everyone to observe was to serve as a warning, commonly known as killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. That was also why the pill slaves were standing in the front few rows of the plaza.

Furthermore, any item he obtained did not require appraisal to reveal its attributes. Under normal circumstances, equipment of blue quality or higher showed only basic attributes when newly dropped, and all attributes could only be seen after appraisal. But he bypassed this step; just like checking a monster's attributes, everything was crystal clear to him.

Thinking of this, a sudden thought crossed her mind—could the poison inflicted upon Zhao Chenglin have something to do with the Prince of Xin?

They drew closer and closer to that bed. The bed, standing over a meter high, was obscured by cascading tree branches, with leaves hanging down layer upon layer like a curtain. Fusheng pushed aside the foliage curtain, having mentally prepared herself to look upon someone on the verge of death, only to find the bed completely empty, with nothing upon it save for a few drifting fallen leaves.

After Ruohua departed, Yin Donger called Lin Qingquan over and spoke to her at great length, offering nothing more than diplomatic advice for her to stay in her place, abandon unrealistic fantasies, and serve the Emperor well. Naturally, Lin Qingquan murmured her compliance and agreed to everything.

At this thought, she raised her head, looking through tear-filled eyes at the large tree, just as she watched the once luxuriant tree slowly wither away.

"What do you mean? I don't quite understand. What on earth do you mean by this? Aren't complementary cultivation techniques a very common thing?" Facing Bao'er's words, Luo Xiu was extremely puzzled and could not help asking.

Zhu Yan could tell that the wooden fork was made from parasol tree wood, which explained why it was so heat-resistant and wouldn't be consumed by fire.

A graceful and elegant figure stared blankly at the scene before her, which resembled a Shura hell, her eyes filled with desolation.

Before long, those figures in black disposed of all the corpses and immediately retreated quietly, fearing they might not have gone far enough. Bai Qingting remained hiding in the bushes, weeping silently, completely at a loss as to what she should do next.

An anxious Lingluo was careless with her footing and tumbled to the ground. The skin on both her hands was scraped raw by the rough pavement, causing agonizing pain, but she had no time to apply medicine, continuing to rush through the streets and alleys in search.

After searching for a long time, they found few valuable clues, and several houses yielded the same result. Seeing that it was getting late, the two had no choice but to bid farewell and return to the Prince Zhan's Mansion.

Sun Deyou and Noble Consort Xian did not dare to respond, as they were unsure what he meant by suddenly bringing up the Prince of Yue.

Yimeng cried until she was exhausted, and before long, she fell into a deep sleep. Right in this dark and gloomy corner, Yan Guangchen had been quietly guarding her all along. The words she had originally intended to confess drifted away with the wind.

Even if Lucy had not known who this man pursuing Bai Ranran was in the past, after a period of probing, she had long since learned that he was the renowned president of the Lan family.

However, her time was running out. Going to the royal city early to search for the exit to the Netherworld Exile Land, and incidentally investigating the origins between the Holy Land and the Ice and Snow Scripture, was the proper priority.

Base 135 was only fifty kilometers away from Huanghua City, but it was already late, which was the time when awakened ones swarmed out to forage. However, given the urgency of the situation, General Ouyang Hua decided to airlift her out using a helicopter, and Lin Feng was chosen on the spot as one of the escort personnel.