Chapter 63

Contrary to everyone's initial assumption of a fiercely brutal sisterly bond between Lu Yao and Xiya, the two entered into a near-cold-war state after the second day.

Ever since Lady Li moved into the estate, Jiang Qingping spent most of his time in Lady Li's Qinfang Courtyard, rarely ever staying the night at Moyun Hall.

Even his Hanlin academician title from before he left the capital was restored to him, with an additional concurrent appointment as a Reader-in-Waiting in the Hanlin Academy, requiring him to enter the palace morning and evening to lecture the Crown Prince on Neo-Confucianism.

Of course, all these changes occurred only after Zhang Li became the provincial governor. As for what kind of person Zhang Li was before, Huang Shijuan had no way of knowing.

Had he not taken the initiative to make this eastern inspection tour this time, not even these three days would have been granted, and who knows how many years it would be before he had the opportunity to enter the capital to pay respects to the Emperor and Empress Dowager, and return to the residence to accompany Yuanniang and Xian'er.

Ye Tian pulled Li Rushing behind him and channeled his demonic cultivation arts. Instantly, his entire demeanor underwent a complete transformation; his previous gentle disposition turned icy cold and utterly devoid of emotion. His eyes filled with a tyrannical aura as he glared at the four men charging toward him.

Watching Liu Bin rush at him, the young man from the Tie family curled the corners of his lips into a slight smile, raised his hand, and smashed it directly toward Liu Bin's head, fully displaying his cultivation at the intermediate stage of the Yellow Realm.

Xin Meijun upturned her lips, exhaling a breath scented with An Zhiguo's essence. As she walked over, she wrapped her arms around An Zhiguo, acting coquettishly, her entire body writhing against him.

Regardless of whether the theories of the Ding Family Medical Clinic were correct or not, their righteous deeds still earned the respect of the people. Every day, commoners spontaneously delivered firewood and grain, while local prominent families also came forward to provide financial support.

Although Ji Ting's mind was somewhat more at ease, he remained deeply uncomfortable. Entrusting his wife to the care of another man—he certainly did not possess that level of magnanimity. Besides, Nian Huarong was pure and innocent by nature; if she were truly to encounter a man to care for her, there was no telling what kind of chaos might ensue.

Afterwards, he made phone calls to summon all his brothers to the restaurant, which included Daoist Priest Hu and Elder Tang.

Powerful as the Seven Envoys were, their sensory perception seemed exceptionally acute. Furthermore, perhaps due to their shared homeland, the moment I stepped into the inner world, Situ Jiulin was already aware of it. Therefore, while I had been searching for her these past few days, she had actually been searching for me as well, flying all the way from the foot of the Himalayas to the vicinity of Vietnam, and thus... she witnessed this scene.

Finally, at a certain moment when his emotions reached their peak, he lunged forward toward Shen Weiwei.

The King of Soldiers wore a bitter smile because, starting today, Guo Sheng might no longer allow Huang Ziqhen to treat his wife, and the significance of remaining here would largely be lost.

Lin Yulin merely uttered a single sentence, yet Ji Wange had already deduced the crux of the matter. Chu Xu and Lin Yulin were cousins, and Chu Xu's romantic intentions toward Lin Yulin were something Ji Wange had already perceived when they met in the palace last time. Nevertheless, in order to guard against Chu Yan and win him over, the Lin family had still married Lin Yulin into the Jingren Palace.

It was over, completely over. Judging by the look of it, Fan Ye must have had a fierce falling out with his mother. Otherwise, why would he want to change bosses? Fan Ye was likely in a miserable state this time, and being shown the door was a certainty.

I smiled and walked closer. A pair of large hands shot out, pulling her directly into my embrace.

In the end, the reason I decided to return to Weiya was simply due to its favorable benefits, and also the principle of picking oneself up from wherever one fell.

She glanced at Feng Dai, who had previously invited her to join the Alchemy Peak. Now that her prospective recruit had been snached away, was she not going to make any statement?

Everyone's gazes varied: some held shock, others pity, disdain, amusement, or contempt, all waiting to watch a fine show.

Even if Shen Yunshu and the others kept her locked up now, they dared not do anything to her at all, not even daring to harm her by a fraction.

Normally, she would never speak in such a tone, yet in Jun Mucheng's heart, there surged a sense of delighted surprise as if he had discovered a new continent.

Her appearance made the Alchemy Emperor feel a sense of vigilance, as if consuming her would bring about adverse consequences. Yet her soul was genuinely unremarkable, devoid of any hidden tampering.

They had waited anxiously outside the door, wanting several times to go inside and remind him, but no one possessed the sheer audacity and courage.

Old Lady Chu was different. She might genuinely have cherished Chu Yu as her great-grandson, yet her moral character was insufficient to support that affection.

However, when the host's gaze fell upon Shen Qingge, the smile at the corner of her mouth instantly froze, and the pride in her heart vanished in an instant.

Only then did Shen Qingge learn that Chen Zhonglong was originally from the countryside, while Chen Ziang's mother was from State E, coming from an extremely affluent family background.

The Spirit-Breaking Pill, as the name implied, was a medicinal pill that could help individuals break through bottlenecks in their cultivation, proving useful to cultivators at the Earth-Covering tier and below. However, because the herbs were difficult to gather and hard to refine, it rarely appeared on the market.

However, the problem lay precisely here. Logically speaking, having experienced the might of the [Deep-Fried Meatballs], given Zheng Yi's personality, he would undoubtedly choose the even more difficult [Deep-Fried Meatballs] without the slightest hesitation.

Everyone else's attention was focused on the higher-ups of both sides, leaving only him single-mindedly organizing his equipment, showing extreme enthusiasm for the competition.

The sedan chair was set down before the door, and just as Sang Yu made to step down, she was scooped up into Bai Fei's arms in full view of everyone.

Lin Ran intended to deliver these documents to her elder sister. She chose not to send them via mail or parcel, as those methods were both too slow and insecure; instead, she set out to find the war correspondent named Lei Xiangfeng.

Lin Ran tucked a stray lock of hair from her sister's forehead behind her ear, and seeing her somewhat dazed expression, her heart ached terribly.

Just as we said that giving up the initiative right away would make us look cowardly, WE decides to treat us to a three-versus-five, demonstrating their bravery to us?

With nearly ten thousand defeated soldiers lacking weapons, ammunition, and transportation, their destruction was merely a matter of time.

At that moment, she was wearing pajamas, and not a high-collared one; there was no obstruction around her neck, and that warm, damp breath landed directly against her skin.

On the martial arts arena, Xi Xi's forehead was slick with sweat. She clenched her teeth tightly, not daring to relax for even a fraction of a second.

The next second, when she turned her head and saw Wen tightly holding Sang Yu's hand, her gaze locked once more.

Su Zhiqi was left speechless; what he said did make some sense. There were plenty of people across the entire realm who hated Mo Yunshang. If mere hatred were that effective, they wouldn't need to fear the Prince Yu Residence, nor the Mo Family Army, and certainly not Mo Yunshang.