Volume 1, Chapter 38: Trapped in the Array, Breaking Through the Ordeal

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Lin Fan and Liu Xuan stood before the formation that radiated a blinding light, feeling a heavy sense of gravity in their hearts.

Chen Yun, driven by an intense desire to kill, froze in utter disbelief as he reached the mouth of the cave and caught sight of the man outside who called himself Master Zhang of the Military Overcoat.

According to them, creating such a massive commotion would likely attract the demons.

If things were allowed to progress unchecked, one might truly be stifled to death; yet, in truth, breaking the situation was no difficult task for him.

"Could this property of Mr. Sen's be related to the Qingxia Sect?" Zheng Jiawen, who had remained silent until now, suddenly asked.

These heavenly thunders were still far too much for him to handle, yet Yang Chen had no intention of intervening. Who knew what consequences might arise from shielding someone else from the wrath of the heavens?

"My beloved consort, you should know well how I treat you. If General Zheng accomplishes this, I will only rely more heavily on the Zheng family, and you will become the foremost woman in the inner palace. Besides the position of Empress, anything else is yours to command." The Emperor reached out, took Noble Consort Lan’s hand, and squeezed it gently.

He conquered her territory, and she surrendered her defenses. By the time Shen Xin slowly let her go, Ning Rushan had long since cast whatever she meant to say to the winds.

However, once he held the status of a secret disciple of the Taiqing Sect, almost no one dared to trouble Wang Ping'an.

Such was Wei Yaoguang's understanding of the twins. Clearly, Nalan Sili would have a different perspective, and she was all ears.

"Let go." Ouyang Yingqi continued to struggle, but she was no match for his strength. The more she fought, the tighter Nangong Linyi gripped her hand.

"Hehe, I told you so," Chen Yu shook her head with a look of smug satisfaction that was truly an eyesore.

Seeing the horses being fed, Yue Ru had already guessed the situation. Hearing Andy’s words reminded her of how she had forgotten everything in her excitement moments ago, and she immediately resolved to keep her excitement in check.

Zheng Ba had thought the matter was hopeless, but hearing Sima Xiaotian’s trust moved him to the verge of tears. Nevertheless, the issue raised by Murong could not be ignored, and he waited to hear how Sima Xiaotian would resolve it.

On the other side, although Zhou Ling pretended to be fine, she could not find a moment's peace. Her mind replayed the scenes of her serving Nangong Qing over and over again.

The Tianshan snow lotus was a holy medicine encountered once in a millennium; it just so happened that Zhuge Hao had obtained one, giving Nangong Qing the rare fortune to behold it.

Time passed, and spring arrived in the blink of an eye. With the great battle drawing ever closer, Dong Zhuo had matured and grown more composed through this period of reflection. His once restless, sharp gaze had become more reserved and profound, and combined with the rugged physique characteristic of a man from the North, every movement he made carried a new, compelling charm.

Seeing Tianqi begin to spout nonsense to tease the Sixth Princess, the Empress remained silent, smiling as she watched the siblings joke with one another.

Zhu Qing led the wedding procession to the old Chen family house. Chen Yu was helped into the bridal sedan, and the festive music began to play. Since they lived nearby, Zhu Qing did not ride a horse but walked within the procession wearing his crimson wedding robes, his face beaming with unconcealable joy.

"Good. From now on, we will sit down and talk every day. Right here, we will sit quietly, holding our cups of cappuccino, and I will tell you everything." She spoke incessantly, fearing that if she left anything unsaid, it might be too late forever.