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However, her Highness the Crown Princess showed not the slightest hint of blushing; perhaps her face was simply too dirty to tell.

"A double-convoy system, are they?" Shao Le was thoroughly versed in security protocols and spotted the arrangement at a single glance.

The air outside was biting and freezing cold, yet inside it was stiflingly warm. Imperceptibly, Lin Ziqiong's body began to grow somewhat feverish. In a hazy blur, Li Yufei leaned in closer, searching for the lips concealed beneath Lin Ziqiong's veil.

The Provincial Department was a place where prominent and influential figures constantly came and went. Yet, it was exceedingly rare to see such a vast multitude of high-ranking military officials passing through, as was the case today. In truth, to call it rare was an understatement; such a spectacle had never occurred before in the past.

Within the Hall of Mental Cultivation, a heavy and chilling murderous aura permeated the air. All the imperial physicians stood in a neat row, clutching their medicine boxes, their heads bowed low in absolute silence.

Since I happen to be incapable of comprehending the laws at present, does that mean if I acquire his comprehension, I can bypass the restrictions of the curse and directly attain the Earth Realm?

Yet, when he glanced at Ye Sen, he saw the man's lips tightly pressed together, his facial expression even uglier than before.

The Miao family was the Empress's very heart. For the Emperor to plunge a dagger straight into her heart, how could she possibly remain indifferent? With the Miao family threatened, she would inevitably fight to the death.

"Wife, tell me, what on earth must I do to make you stay?" Ye Chenshu raised his head and gazed at her deeply, as though he wished to imprint her figure into the absolute deepest recesses of his soul.

Wang Xu grasped the stone and gave it a twist. Immediately, the artificial rockery emitted a cracking sound, and shortly thereafter, an entrance to a cave just wide enough for two people to walk side by side appeared before them.

Du He watched the fleeing victims, then turned his gaze to the Daoist disciples who stared back at him without a shred of fear—some even wearing expressions of gloating schadenfreude—and a fresh wave of bitter exasperation surged within his heart.

This state of affairs persisted until the Spring and Autumn period, when the rise of the scholar-bureaucrats shattered the original balance. Amid the alarm and unease of the established royal nobility, the scholar-bureaucrats leveraged their own abilities to enter the ranks of the aristocracy.

When the Second Emperor established the Ancient Hua Kingdom, the dynasty could be said to be plagued by both internal turmoil and external threats. The internal trouble was centered around a certain prince whose prestige was fiercely supported by several court ministers, while the external threat came from neighboring countries eagerly stirring and making aggressive moves.

With a final cold snort, Mo Wangze had made his meaning perfectly clear. He did not utter another word, trusting that everyone present understood his intent.

"I don't want to live like this anymore." Seeing that Fang Qiu ignored her, Xia Tian repeated herself.

Unfortunately, that matter was suppressed by the Chang family. The families that followed the Chang family were terrified of offending them and naturally kept it under wraps, leaving almost no one aware of the reasons behind the hunt for Mia and the others. Even the Meng family, keeping a low profile, remained completely in the dark.

Zhu Ying's faction did not actually possess any particularly elite individuals, leaving them with a total of a little over twenty people.

"Let's go, let's look around and see which family still has vacant slots!" Dongfang Han shook his head helplessly, choosing not to dwell any further on the matter.

I propped the table back up, sat down to the side, and waited for Zhou Dandan to wake up. However, Zhou Dandan simply slept soundly all the way until dawn.

Because the flight was scheduled to depart at 9:00 AM the next morning, Li Moran had to report to the company and stand by for the entire evening. Therefore, right after finishing dinner, she hurriedly packed up and drove to the company.

Luo Feng's complexion appeared increasingly pale. Although he did not display the slightest trace of anger, and Jiang You's tone toward him had returned to a sufficient level of respect, every word he spoke felt like an ice-cold blade cutting deeply into his heart.

His soldiers were not given targeted training after receiving their equipment; the Roman generals saw only the fine quality of the gear, forgetting that superior equipment requires specific cooperative tactics and methods of usage to unleash its maximum power.

The stewards of the Ruan residence were divided into three categories: those who managed people, those who managed affairs, and those who managed finances, with a Grand Steward overseeing them all.

"Everything you said just now was just an excuse?" The heir turned sideways, his ink-black hair dancing softly in the breeze. Standing tall and straight, he looked like an immortal banished from the heavens, as breathtakingly beautiful as an illusion.

Inside the sprawling villa, Ye Xiaomei was lying on the bed playing on her computer. After taking a shower, Li Moran lay down beside her, toying idly with her hair.

"You tell me not to move, yet you let me in. I don't know any such tricks—why don't you teach me?" The person outside the screen showed not the slightest fear of the blade held against their neck, their words even carrying a hint of a smile.

Xue Miao possessed the ability to summon and tame magical beasts, Dudu could transplant bones, and this fellow Lumo counted as half a demon—mentioning it out loud could at least bluff people. Now there was an extra Yuanbao, which could spit out gold, yet he himself possessed no abilities whatsoever.

Perhaps due to the fact that she had just undergone surgery, Li Moran did not leave, simply allowing Nian Chuxia to hold her the entire time.

However, because the capital of the Great Ming dynasty was situated in the north, it remained locked in winter for the greater part of the year, leaving only a handful of ingredients available for consumption.

Jing Zhu was being rejected for the very first time. Having never imagined before speaking that Shan Weiyun would refuse to see her off, her eyes instantly turned red, and she lowered her head in silence.

To prevent Zhu Houzhao from losing face in front of his older and younger male cousins—especially the old Daoist priest—Chen Ziyu wrung his brain trying to devise such a method.

Although the betrothal gifts were sufficient in quantity, the actual items inside were pitifully meager considering the Marquis's estate's status, and most of them were merely flashy and lacking in substance.

Fortunately, the kite was drifting toward the lake, and it looked as though it would ultimately land in the water not far from the shoreline.

Hearing this, Molie and Motian immediately released Ye Feng and the others, and the next moment, Ning Fan waved his hand to transport them out of the Immortal-Demon Stage.

Huang Haoxuan gazed at her, his usual playful banter completely gone as he waited for her reply.

Raising his eyes, Meng Siheng saw a variety of items drying on the racks in the courtyard. He walked over to inspect them and gave them a sniff.

In truth, upon hearing Young Master Yu speak up for the top imperial scholar and seeing what manner of man he was, most people felt a surge of admiration, and those who had just been gossiping about the scholar felt a pang of shame.

Dark clouds pressed down heavily as a bolt of golden lightning cleaved through the storm clouds, stirring up layer upon layer of mushroom-cloud explosions amidst the sea of fire.