Chapter 86: Watching a Play with Zhu Lin

The first woman always made him feel insecure whenever he looked at her from behind. This time, he had come hoping to speak with her calmly and properly, but she always found a way to drive him mad and make him lose his composure.

"Was I not allowed to make a guess?" Tang Ming lifted his head with unabashed confidence and spoke softly to Park Chorong in front of him.

In his eyes, Cen Dalang’s conquest of the realm was only temporary; he would not sit that throne for long. This world would belong to the Fifth Prince and to him sooner or later. Once the Fifth Prince ascended the throne, he would stand above all beneath heaven and bask in wealth and glory.

To ensure there would be no mishap, Bai Feng kept his patience even though he knew no one would come to that ordinary house, and waited until nightfall.

Everyone in the general’s residence was waiting for them. Huyan Qing had already received word that they were on their way back; General Huyan, Madam Huyan, Mo Ran, Huyan Ziqing, and Feng Yu were all waiting outside the gate.

The judges asked backstage for a copy of the list of daily necessities provided by Zhu Yixin. Fang Yuanyuan noticed that Zhu Yixin’s face did not look well either, turning faintly pale. She glanced at Li Ying, gritted her teeth, and said nothing.

Old Madam Qian was advanced in years and had always liked tending flowers and plants. This time, Zhenghui had brought over two pots of bright red blossoms and kept them at her home for more than half a month. The old lady had taken a liking to them at first sight, and since they were all familiar faces, she moved the two pots to her bedside early on.

Spirit stones, as the name suggests, are stones containing spiritual energy, formed over long years by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. In the current cultivation world, resources were limited, making spirit stones all the more precious. The discovery of any spirit mine would provoke fierce competition among many sects.

Huyan Nuannuan also felt somewhat helpless in her heart. This plot was terribly melodramatic, yet to her, it was simply very unpleasant.

After that, the two of them each rode a flying vessel and headed southeast all the way. Along the journey they would stop and go, descending to stroll through any city that caught their interest. Lin Qing, especially, would buy anything distinctive she came across, claiming that she was merely bringing back “souvenirs from the Western Mountains” for old friends.

Old Madam Lin had treated both her son and her grandson with stern severity all her life, and over time she had acquired the image of a severe elder, as though she knew nothing of doting on children.

The first woman.

Nearby there was a milk tea shop called Happy Deep Sea. By the time he arrived, Lin Shenshen had just bought a cup of milk tea and was happily cradling it as she drank.

Ye Qingcheng’s fingers secretly curled into fists, and her brows drew together involuntarily as she took a deep breath.

At that moment, the sound of wheels rolling came from afar. Something bristling with mechanical arms suddenly crashed down, landing squarely over the man in white’s head, and he let out a miserable cry at once.

This time, Jin Yang merely curved his lips and gave a strange, mocking smile before withdrawing his hand. With a natural expression, he turned around, stepped on the accelerator, and drove off.

On second thought, the embarrassing things she had done in front of him were far more than just those two. Thinking of that, she felt her heart ease. She slipped both arms around his waist, held him tightly, and pressed her cheek back against his chest.

At twelve o’clock sharp, the bride and groom took the stage and, before all the guests, vowed their love and bore witness to their marriage.

Gu Lanshan was truly exhausted. Curled in Shengshi’s arms, she rested with her eyes gently closed.

Murong Che received no reply and remained silent. The more this happened, the less he understood what Yun Duoduo was thinking. For several days, Murong Che did not go to Yun Duoduo’s Phoenix Roost Palace. It was not that he did not want to go, but that he truly did not know how to face Yun Duoduo, who neither cried nor made a scene and acted as though nothing were the matter.

Susan looked at the sky full of dust. Well, she had nearly forgotten that distance was a crucial factor in breaking the signal. Since Xiao Baizhu planned to intercept the signal at close range, she could only do her part and draw the enemy fire.

Seeing everything proceed smoothly, the sorcery class and the captain of the guard, who had received the order, also sprang into action, taking their people to maintain order as they gradually moved from the main hall toward the sacred inner ground.

After seeing the doctor off, Gao Jun and Liu Yuru returned and sat by Cui Yan’s bedside. Li Wanqing and Lirong busied themselves in the kitchen boiling ginger soup, then came back to serve Cui Yan as she drank it, and there was another flurry of activity.

The next moment, within Xiao Yi’s consciousness space, countless fully armed humans appeared.

"I can see many famous people, so yes, I am a little excited, but not so much that I can’t sleep!" Cheng Weiliang said lightly. He took off his sports jacket, went back to his room to fetch a change of clothes, and headed for the bathroom.

After passing more than ten ancient plum trees, the ninth checkpoint was already in sight. Zhou Fang swept his gaze over it, his pupils tightening slightly as his breathing slowed almost imperceptibly.

No one knew who shouted it first. After a moment of stunned silence, everyone burst into applause together. Looking again at the reporter who had asked the question, he too silently joined in.

Since the last time Liu Yuru invited Lilan over for dinner and had a half-bitter quarrel with Lirong over the title "Old Nine," this was the second time she had arranged for the sisters to gather together.

Without sunlight for several days in a row, the grain stock in Quanzhou Warehouse dwindled day by day, and in August the climate here was damp and stifling. Not only would the firewood for cooking fail to dry, but the grain in the various counties had also mostly gone moldy.

The secret passage was well hidden and very hard to find. Huhelu narrowed his eyes and looked for a while, but he could not see anything unusual anywhere.

By rights, this was only a simple sparring match for practice; there was no reason to station such heavily armed troops, and the people sent were chosen with great care. The Destiny-Reading Realm was not especially high, so it would not draw too much attention. And if something did happen, the situation could still be brought under control for the time being, so it would not end in total annihilation.