Chapter 134: Qinghuan Returns Home for the Post-Wedding Visit

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Li Qingyun had prepared several hearty dishes today to entertain the two newlyweds fresh from their wedding.
There was chicken stewed with mushrooms and chestnuts, braised pork with potatoes, pork and sauerkraut stew with vermicelli, and a seaweed and egg drop soup.
Erbao had fallen asleep, and as they busied themselves in the kitchen, a knock sounded at the door.
Li Qingyun quickly wiped her hands and went to open it.
“Sis, we’re here. Sorry to trouble you.”
“Sis.” Cheng Huaishan called out as well.
“I told you, just coming is enough, no need to bring gifts.” Seeing both of them holding something, she said.
The Sixth Lord of the Lion Clan helped the raccoon tribe member to his feet with one hand and said, “Come with me.” The raccoon tribe member, overwhelmed with gratitude, nodded vigorously, allowing the mighty lion of the Lion Clan to lead him toward a destination even he did not know.
The first to arrive at the Han Zhenhan garrison in Bipan was a massive force numbering in the thousands. This troop’s arrival was abrupt, without any prior warning. Not even Han Zhenhan’s scouts had reported their approach.
He hates me, so I won’t foolishly surrender my heart. I will protect it carefully, shielding it from harm and shattering, building walls around myself.

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I stared coldly at the two men whose faces betrayed their ill health—clearly raised in sickness. As for their so-called business, it was surely nothing legitimate.
When Bao Yuanyuan returned, she invited me to a high-end restaurant. After work, I hurried to the address she gave.
Of course, I wouldn’t tell her that it wasn’t because I was broad-minded, but because sometimes what the eyes see is not the truth—Ye Feiqing had deceived her eyes.
Mu Zhijun finally lifted his gaze slowly from his fingertips, and then a crisp slap rang out, a sharp ear-slap landing squarely on his handsome face.
Lin Ruoxue, who had been happily carrying her bag, suddenly fell silent and her face darkened upon seeing Wenwen.
Ai Qiaoqiao was helpless, but she knew Aunt Ji had a cold face but a warm heart. Great kindness needs no thanks. She could only take the Lan family back to the old residence first.
This is bad—I've been tricked. Li Changkong suddenly realized the spirit had been acting all along, pretending so convincingly only to lure him into a trap, lowering his intelligence to zero, making him utter promises and conceal secrets he didn’t want to hear.
For a time, the barbarian soldiers scattered, hunting down the Han people who fled with the cavalry.
Han Mingchao, hearing Ouyang Ying’s tone, knew something had certainly happened. Otherwise, with Ouyang Ying's personality, she wouldn’t remain so silent.
“Old Master Mei, we wish you a speedy recovery. We’ll leave now!” Jin Rong said with a forced smile, leading Jin Shi away.

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“Butler Li!” Mao Chun and Lady Wang finally saw clearly that the one who had saved them in their moment of peril was the barely breathing Butler Li.
Jiang Qingguo’s response fully expressed the position of the Chinese nation—that there would be no compromise on issues of sovereignty.
“What? You still have secrets you haven’t told me?” Qingyun’s forehead creased with several dark lines.
Their hiding place was on a towering cliff, a bare mountaintop with concealed caves, surrounded only by a few withered trees. Occasionally, a few black crows would hoarsely caw from the branches. Moonlight filtered into the cave at night, as Lang Ri tended to and spoke with the still unconscious Haoyue by her side.
Because of this, he knew this path was more arduous than the other two combined.
Moreover, those who died were Han people, not his Southern Xiongnu kin. And they were merely concubines, not even principal wives. Why treat it with such importance?
Now Pioli breathed a sigh of relief—at least his team and AC Milan would have to start from scratch again, and the Inter Milan players wouldn’t carry so much pressure in the upcoming matches.
After a long moment, Lin Nan finally snapped back to reality and immediately cast a disdainful glance toward Elder Duan not far away, cursing silently in his heart.