Chapter 29

While the bamboo forest was left in a state of bewilderment, the imperial palace was engulfed in turmoil. General Chu removed his hat, entered the palace, and knelt in the Taiji Hall. Han Xiao and Xiu Yu exhausted every effort to locate their mistress, yet none knew where she had gone.

Watching An Yuqi’s retreating figure, my mood, already soured by rumors, plummeted even further.

After Shi Haodong finished his call with Lin Shixuan, he received a call from Lan Ying, who informed him that the concert tickets had been handed to Xiang Yuchen to pass on.

Han Xiao and Xiu Yu covered their mouths and wept, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, yet they were too terrified by the sight of Grand Tutor Han to approach the bedside.

Hearing Lin Yuyan’s words, Leng Zhi nearly laughed out loud. Indeed, where there is oppression, there must be resistance; only then can the game continue, or else, how terribly boring it would be.

I watched in a daze as blood flowed from his hand. I wanted to rush over to check on him, but my body felt drained of strength, my heart pounded in frantic panic, and my mind suddenly went blank. Unable to steady myself, I collapsed to the ground in a faint.

Through the gap in her arms, Fang Mian clearly saw Bi An smiling ever more brilliantly. The radiance of the Manjusaka suddenly faltered in the air, only to then plunge fiercely into his mouth.

After Tan Xingyun finished speaking, no one replied, yet they remained motionless, which was likely a tacit agreement with his words.

Could she have been calling all afternoon? It was just a prank born of a bad mood; if I had truly hurt that girl’s heart, it would be a grave sin. Besides, Jiang Yuanmo came to the hospital to see me today and even took me to the doctor. Someone like that shouldn't be a bad person, and I couldn't be so unkind as to ruin someone's romance.

Yu’er had not learned the full story, so she could only recount the fragmented information she had gathered exactly as it was.

She did not mind continuing the conversation with Ying Ruyue, but Jin Canglüe lacked the patience for it.

Even if he could abandon the Qingshui Bay project, even if he could sacrifice his own reputation, could he really use his father’s political future as a gamble?

It could be said that the defensive forces on the empire’s southwestern border were currently at their weakest and had to be reinforced before the spring of next year.

"Who are you?" the Crow King asked at this moment, his face revealing a sense of wariness.

It was like throwing a punch while carrying a heavy load—the weight added power, but speed was sacrificed accordingly. It also tested one’s endurance; if any element were missing, the power could not be fully unleashed.

However, was it not a bit too perverse to craft a poison that was so intoxicating even in its scent?

Blood Hand cast various incantations in succession, yet each was shredded by this plain and simple punch from Li Dalong.

Thanks to the infusion of merit and certain special opportunities, Qian Yuan’s cultivation speed was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Gu Bao’er rested her hand on her abdomen, thinking that perhaps by the time they came back, there might be a child. She could not help but smile. As Huo Zizheng took her hand to lead her in another direction, the smile on Gu Bao’er’s face instantly froze.

"You may be as dissatisfied as you like, I only need to see your marriage certificate with Haozhe! Take her back!" Jiang Yue ordered coldly.

"Please try to calm yourself and wait for news. If it really doesn't work, we can go out then, alright?" Red Nanny suggested a compromise.

"Um... who is going to pluck the feathers off these pheasants?" Although they had caught two chickens, she seemed to have no idea how to prepare them.

The strange power within her flowed, much like accumulated floodwater with nowhere to drain, unable to find an outlet.

A narrow-path encounter in this lifetime. She glanced at Yi Ze beside her, avoiding looking at Xue Yihuai and Rong Yunxi. She walked past them calmly; Xue Yihuai looked as if he wanted to say something, and Rong Yunxi’s eyes were slightly red. What was happening? But that was not her concern.

In truth, it was merely a joke between best friends. She had never asked whether there was a possibility between Xia Hua and An Yichen, fearing the child would be repulsed. Hearing this now, she suddenly felt like crying.

Liang Ye had indeed issued such an order. Without his notification, the special task force members were to remain in their rooms, unmoving, regardless of the situation.

The others gradually regained their senses, sizing up Feng Yunchan with amazement. Many noticed her golden eyes.

Opening the villa gate, Yang Jingfu saw a pavilion. On the grass outside the pavilion sat a table and three chairs, which looked particularly striking under the harsh sunlight. In such an environment, a large umbrella was certainly needed.

After Elder Li had sipped his tea for a while, just as everyone thought he was about to rise and take his leave, he spoke quite abruptly.

Tian Lie’s body immediately sprang up again, and with one hand, he hooked onto the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, swinging several meters away with the agility of an ape.

Just as Zhou Cheng and Ye Junyu were marveling at the scene atop Mount Zhong, a deep, steady voice suddenly reached them.

In reality, the blond man was far less anxious than he appeared, and he did not have the fear he had previously displayed. He only wanted to use the drugs to divert Lin Feng’s attention. When he lifted the black bag, a handgun appeared in his hand.

Jing Xing stomped his feet in anxiety, yet he dared not rush up to demand an explanation, fearing he would offend a Golden Core senior. He could only pace back and forth on the first floor, cursing his bad luck. Had he known Qiao Yun had never refined Foundation Establishment Pills, he would never have handed over the spirit herbs for her to refine.

Turning his head to look at Ye Junyu, Zhong Qinyuan, and Du Guang, he found them wearing equally solemn expressions. Their nervous demeanor suggested they felt much the same as Zhou Cheng.