39 The Conspiracy Emerges

The only thing that made Zhang Shouren feel slightly uneasy was the age difference, and he worried that Yun Niang might feel lonely staying at home all the time.

Xia Zixuan was Concubine Qiu’s son; how could she not guess what was on his mind?

On the north side of the courtyard stood a dilapidated tile-roofed house. As they stepped inside, a pungent, unbearable stench assailed their nostrils. Master Tang pointed at the door, signaling for them to go in and take a look.

If she were truly acting out of dislike for Xia Lixi, then Xia Lixi’s actions would only serve to annoy her further.

Once Cang City fell, they would face an army at their very gates. If the Amobi people broke through to the heart of the Great Yue, the situation would be far more complicated than it was now. When that time came, these noble families would be the first to be treated as fat sheep in the eyes of the enemy.

Rain splattered against the sleeve of Lingxi’s robe, which had extended beyond the edge of her umbrella, turning the pale pink lilies on the cuff into a deep, saturated shade. A chill crept from her wrists up her arms and onto her neck, causing her to shiver involuntarily.

In truth, it should have been phrased as an imperial decree. However, since Liu Bei’s faction did not recognize Liu Feng, his personal guards naturally changed the wording.

She felt that the Prince of Jing’s mansion was currently in total disarray, with much of the evidence stacked against Yuyu. By taking this opportunity to threaten her, she could force Yuyu to break away from Helian Ye and marry the Crown Prince instead.

To be honest, this behavior was incredibly protective. If not for Penglai, the entire Yunlan Sect would never have known that the Ancestor Fuli was such a protective figure. Consequently, those cultivators who had previously thought that Penglai had only become the gatekeeping disciples of the Ancestor by chance quickly changed their views.

"So you want to go to her house and steal the photos back, right?" Ling Lan asked Ding Keni in return.

The Mysterious Old Man’s reputation was so great that, on this continent, it seemed synonymous with omnipotence. It was no wonder Helan Tu was blinded by his own fervor, believing he could truly stand against Helian Ye.

"That’s right, I was there at the time. Prefect Wang truly put justice above family; it is deeply admirable," Li Wan chimed in from the side.

Ouyang Songbai doted on his child in every conceivable way, which made Ouyang Ke believe that his father was a good man.

"Your Majesty, Cao Cao is currently guarding Xuzhou, avoiding battle under the guise of protecting a puppet emperor. If he refuses to attack, then we must strike out ourselves. Since we are the legitimate successors of the Han Dynasty and Your Majesty has ascended the throne, the presence of a puppet emperor next door would only make us a laughingstock to the world if we dare not send troops to attack," Zhou Yu suggested after some thought.

This special box was practically a marked target. Shuangyue snapped awake, realizing she had fallen asleep just moments before, and her heart sank to the bottom of her chest. Upon checking, she discovered that the box containing the Heavenly Soul Blood-Melting Pill had indeed been stolen.

Yuan Shao was also moved by the prospect. Moving south into Yanzhou was feasible; since Jizhou and Yanzhou were connected, even if the main army suffered losses, they could retreat into Jizhou. It was a strategy where one could advance to attack and withdraw to defend—this campaign was truly viable.

The Empress Dowager Xiaohe would say nothing, but Lingxi always felt she was being shortchanged. After much thought, she decided that "Grand Ancestor" was the most appropriate term to use.

"The Master of the Wuji Palace!" A look of immense gravity appeared on Nan Weng’s face as he uttered these five words.

I remember the last time I came to my grandmother’s house was last year, during the funeral for my grandmother and grandfather. At that time, I had just met Master Tang and understood nothing. Sigh, in the blink of an eye, Master Tang was gone, and I had taken his place as an occultist.

"Good Grandma, can we or not?" Rong Zhan’s urging voice reached her ears. Jun Li still felt she couldn't bring herself to kiss him on the lips just yet, so she could only say: "It’s fine, but not on the mouth for now. I’m not ready yet. Only here..." She pointed to her forehead.

"After I fall asleep, you must sleep immediately, do you hear me? Don’t stay up late anymore," Xiao Yan whispered in Ji Xinliang’s ear.

"Mr. Li, if you want a loan, it’s absolutely no problem. Just bring the relevant business documents," Manager Zhou said politely. He was quite pleased that Li Lin had come to see him.

Li Yuanfang didn't know why he suddenly thought of "kissing," but as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he blushed.

Looking at the surrounding expanse of white, the cave was completely covered in ice and snow. However, to my surprise, although it looked icy everywhere, it wasn't cold at all; it even felt slightly warm.

Li Lin’s body instinctively sat bolt upright, startling the taxi driver next to him. But Li Lin couldn't care about that; he felt in his gut that there was something wrong with that glass of wine.

Meanwhile, Yan Yuanfan had made no progress. Not only was he unable to find Li Mei, but he couldn't even get close to Lu Tangtang.

"Second Master?" Li Qingqian asked, confused. The Second Master Lin did not answer. He leaned in, gripped her hand, and pressed his lips firmly against her eyes, covering them completely.

Upon hearing this, Ayase Eri nodded in agreement. Toujou Nozomi’s words had sparked an idea, leaving her quite tempted to ask Xia You for guidance on these techniques.

Ji Yanmo’s gaze turned cold. Enduring the goosebumps rising under his clothes, it was the first time he felt that acting was such a nauseating affair.

"I told you to stay away from me, damn it!" Jiang Yaowei pushed A-Ying’s hands away mercilessly.

The other two princes were relatively honest; because they had been found on short notice, they were truly Taoist priests.

Xiao Xiawei was on the verge of a breakdown. She looked at her dress, estimating it might hold up for a little while longer. She told herself that as long as they made it back to the hotel, everything would be fine.

It turned out that part of Dari’s body was controlled by the demonic nature within him, especially his powerful left arm. It sensed the threat Sili posed to it and instinctively wanted to kill her. Dari’s true self naturally could not allow this to happen, resulting in his right hand blocking his left.

The pursuit of the culprit that night had been his own reckless decision, with no other officers following behind. He hadn't seen the face of the mysterious shooter, and immediately afterward, the culprit committed suicide by the river.

Yu Qilin was also aware of the current chaotic situation. Without standing on ceremony with Feixue, he took Cunsha and Mojing and rushed back to Zero Base. To Yu Qilin’s chagrin, by the time they returned, the crisis at Zero Base had already been resolved, and the Heavenly King had already set off for Tarim to rendezvous with Uncle Ghost.

Old Lady Su had originally planned to take only one bite of each dish so that Ye Zhenzhen wouldn't notice she had eaten what she had sent over.