Chapter Eighty-Eight: Equal Wife

Marry me, and trick the White family into doubling the dowry, because you knew that on the wedding day someone would come to search the Gu household. Then Gu Yuanzhou would use that as a pretext to clear the White family’s name, personally lead men to ransack the White residence, and his true purpose would be to steal the White family’s treasure. Afterward, he would use that treasure to ask for the hand of the Princess of Huai'an.

Mrs. Zhou looked as though she had seen a ghost and stumbled backward in terror.

“Gu Yuanzhou, with you—and perhaps with the marquis as well—you decided long ago that Gu Yuanzhou would become the princess’s consort. But you were unwilling to give up the White family...

Ouyang Yingqi came out of the bath and found Nangong Linyi already slipped into the covers, lying there and watching her.

“Ouyang Yingqi, you want to lie to me.” Yu Ziqian pouted and grabbed Ouyang Yingqi’s shoulders, shaking her hard.

A howl rose from the ground, half horn-call, half ghostly wail. Dozens of black shadows leapt into the air, and against the bright moon they cast eerie silhouettes in the courtyard like specters.

In truth, the ship for the voyage had already been nearly fully prepared, but they still needed to choose an auspicious day to set sail. After all, this was an ocean passage, not something to be taken lightly.

When Lu Jue returned from the Zhou residence and gave a few instructions to Liu Fuling and the others, he was just about to visit the Sui Garden when he was told that Ma Yujiao was waiting in the private room. He did not need to guess why she had come, and after only a moment’s thought he went straight there to see her.

The people filming were not only Andy, but also Thousand Shadows. The siblings even had the same hobby in this as well, and they had said a few very strange things too. Most of the ten people barely understood them, but were still left quite speechless.

This was because Dudel’s blood was a kind of cell-protecting substance that could effectively shield brain cells and the eyes, so that when their master mutated, they would be affected as little as possible.

It seemed that some things were truly destined, not for any other reason, but simply so that they might keep faith with one another.

At this point, the four of them had to split into two teams, because the circulation of the Tendon-Refining Scripture would take them into the northeastern forest, while the other route had to remain in the Central Plains at Shaolin Temple to protect the current Xu Le. Although Xuzhu had already changed his name to Xu Le, the others feared that if they stayed away for too long, he might be in danger, so it was better to remain and protect him.

As the Heaven’s Mandate spoke with the Empress, the rain in the sky grew heavier and heavier. It began as a fine drizzle, then became dense strands of rain, and by the end the strands merged into great drops with tails trailing behind them, falling chaotically and without reason like the tears of a grieving heart.

More than ten martial masters and two grandmasters were likewise breaking out in cold sweat; for a moment, the pressure of that aura made even breathing difficult.

When Wei Changfeng saw this man, who appeared to be around thirty, with a lean face and dressed in a plain Daoist robe, he noticed that although the robe was not luxurious, it was very clean. At the inconspicuous places there were even two patches. It seemed that since the Eastern Hu had occupied Liaoyuan for so long, the Daoist temple naturally received no visitors, and this Daoist’s life must be quite poor.

With the methods Chu Yuan now possessed, it was a very simple matter to casually select a few medicinal pills from the inheritance of the Five Elements Emperor that would suit someone of Luo Yun’s level, and refine them.

Longyan and Lin Yuxi walked into the mountains, and by nightfall they unexpectedly discovered a flash of red light near a sheer cliff. Looking from afar, it turned out to be a peculiar plant bearing two crimson fairy fruits, round and translucent, remarkably like the legendary Spirit-Gathering Fruit. Longyan’s heart thudded violently, and a fervent expression rose to his face.

She had held Chu Yuan captive all the way here, and by now she knew his temperament very well. Although Chu Yuan’s strength was not yet very high, he was certainly not the sort to act carelessly in secret; how could he fail to watch the road and crash straight into her?

Zheng Liu was dead. Although the Divine Mechanism Chariots could still be made, how to repair them and how to oversee the quality of those produced had become a major problem.

At once, Wei Changfeng grew terribly embarrassed. He hurriedly grabbed the quilt to cover his body, then used one hand to hold it in place while the other snatched up his clothes. He shrank back onto the bed, crawled under the covers, and began dressing there.