Chapter 39

The true Zongge had been found, and with Mother Wang there to oversee things, no one dared to gossip.

Each plant was vibrant, glistening with spiritual dew. It was said that every time one was about to bloom, a crab-like hand reeking of rot and decay would reach out toward it.

"Grandmother, who has upset you?" Liu Mingyan asked in surprise. When had her grandmother become so full of resentment?

If the reinforcements from Ningyuan in Daming fell right into his planned trap of "besieging a point to strike reinforcements," the victory would be even more glorious than the capture of Jinzhou. He would secure an untold bounty of weapons, armor, and warhorses.

He had not expected Ling Qingcheng to track him all the way here. He had once cruelly abandoned her, but now, as the days slipped by, he had lost his voice several times. Shan Shan had warned him that if the poison progressed further, he would lose the ability to speak and see, eventually finding it difficult even to eat, leading to a hideous death.

It was only afterward that Zhou Lei told Liu Mingyan that Song Ningjie had come looking for him, saying that someone was searching for Jin Kaiyu.

Only then did she truly understand what it felt like to have expectations dashed, and what the wrath of a senior brother like Hua Chenyu entailed.

He hadn't deliberately avoided the palm strike from earlier; he simply trusted Ling Qingcheng and was willing to entrust his life to her. He hadn't expected, however, that it could serve as a reason to bridge the distance between them. Thinking of it that way, the injury was well worth it.

In recent years, it had become fashionable for scholars in the Jiangnan region to seek employment in the "Southern Ming," especially those from Shaoxing and Songjiang, where academic achievers were abundant. Since there were too many licentiates there with no hope of passing the imperial examinations but a strong craving for official posts, they sought other paths.

Lin Xiner spoke to herself, placing that massive snowflake high in the sky. White specks of light shimmered in the firmament, and something began to patter down. It looked magnificent, and Lin Xiner was content just lying on the beach and watching.

If it wasn't Shu Ziyun, then who was the man accompanying Jiang Keman? Most importantly, why was Jiang Keman being intimate with another man?

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Please save Wu'er! Save Wu'er! I don't want to die! Your Highness!" Seeming terrified, Consort Wu reached out in a panic to beg a man on the dais for help.

"Let me cast a fortune for you. A beauty will arrive shortly. Do you believe me?" As he spoke, Ye Anmo snapped open his folding fan with a flourish, his voice as intoxicating as the sound of bamboo in a valley.

***

Back then, dating was just a matter of novelty. They were still children who didn't know what true affection was, so once the initial excitement faded, the inevitable result was a breakup.

Upon stepping out, she saw Qin Mu lying on her bed. Although Qin Mu only occupied a small corner, she knew that Qin Mu should not be sharing a bed with her.

"For years, she has been running amok under the banner of the Rakshasa Palace, becoming increasingly defiant," Xuan Shang said, his gaze turning icy at the mention of the matter.

The windows along the street were slightly ajar, facing south. The midday sun poured directly in, making the room as warm as spring.

It was an industry consensus that the Central Academy of Drama produced actors with exceptional skill. Facing Yang Mi’s comment, Tang Yan truly had no way to refute it and could only say she would try her best.

Qin Mu dared not mention that in their family, some people wanted her to give birth while others desperately didn't, so she could only move on to the next topic.

But these words were nothing more than empty talk. Father Bai wanted to push further, but what else could be done? Since things had reached this point, if the Qin family were truly dragged down by the Bai family, it would be even more counterproductive to just cut ties then.

As the command fell, ten puppets charged at the intruder simultaneously, their sharp blades striking him in unison.

Han Jingtao, along with the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and the other divine generals, did not voice their agreement, but they were inwardly resentful. After all, they were high and mighty Martial Kings; even the founding emperor of Great Chu treated them with the utmost respect. Ling Feng’s blatant disregard naturally stirred their discontent.

Taking a deep breath, Li Chenfeng calmed his turbulent heart and began to ponder the crucial questions.

"But, if I'm not mistaken, he shouldn't be a believer," Yin replied in disbelief.

Upon entering the Hussar Mansion, Zhao Yun and Taishi Ci, who had expected soldiers and guards everywhere, were stunned. Aside from the front courtyard and the main hall, there was nothing but living quarters and a martial arts training ground in the back. Other than a dozen guards practicing in the front, there wasn't even a single patrolling soldier to be seen.

He had conceived the entire plan perfectly. As he turned his gaze back to observe his surroundings—to ensure he wasn't walking into a trap set by the mysterious entity claiming to be Quetzalcoatl's father—he saw a fist flying toward his face.

***

The light from the lotus hand seal and the orange shadow grew increasingly intense. Bodhicitta and Yang Muqing both felt a dizzying sensation of the world spinning around them. The space and time beneath their feet began to warp; they were here, yet not here; they were in this time, yet not in this time.

Look at that—whether it was point one or point two, her answers were seamless, leaving Xiao Zichen absolutely no room for criticism.

"The anti-particle collisions have occurred thousands of times, yet we still haven't triggered an anti-particle black hole. Could there be a flaw in our logic? Positive particles rely on collisions, but what about anti-particles?" the Red Queen transmitted.

Although the Qi family's focus had shifted to the capital of Zhongzhou, the old family estate remained opulent, with vermilion gates and high walls, fully displaying the grandeur of a wealthy household.

Walking closer, Mu Zixi was looking down at her phone with her head slightly bowed. Whether she was chatting with someone or something good had happened, a faint smile hung on her lips.

Since his father-in-law was uncooperative, there was little he could do. Xiao Moqing thought for a moment; it wasn't that there was no solution, but to make Situ Zhao relent, he needed a reason that would compel him to do so.

Then, he raised his fist high and brought it down heavily onto the back of the giant's neck.

The previous scene had been so shocking and terrifying that the million people in Lieshan City were left with psychological trauma.

But at a juncture like this, how could I back down? If this house were snatched away by her, I would be sleeping on the streets from now on.

The bald man also sensed that something was wrong; the Husky in front of him seemed far more powerful than his own pet.