44. The Boat, the Boatman, and the Demon Aura

For now, all she could do was hope that the forces she had back home would get word of it and rush over to rescue her.

Presumably, the Imperial Consort had thought at the time that once she had given birth, she could have Emperor Liangping step in and smoothly demand the dog back, so she readily agreed to Ye Qing’s request.

Looking at Mo Qing, Jing Ran felt a pang of heartache and simply stood there in silence, unable to bear interrupting his work.

The arrogance of all the high ministers in court was utterly crushed by that memorial; each one hung his head in dejection. No matter how many tricks you had, you still could not withstand having a useless fool on your own side dragging you down.

When the Emperor and the Empress Dowager learned of all this, they were furious beyond measure and immediately ordered the Empress and the Crown Prince seized.

To be honest, aside from somehow turning the tables with that magical treasure Cold Mo Ye had acquired, there really seemed to be no other good solution.

Liu Yingda was a little baffled. If she wanted to flirt with him, then flirt with him; it wasn’t as though he wouldn’t give her a chance. Why go about it in such a roundabout way?

“That’s because you’re bad at studying. You can’t answer the teacher’s questions, so of course it feels like torture to you.” The tall, skinny boy mercilessly mocked Qin Linchang.

In short, after this incident, the atmosphere among the father and his two sons unexpectedly became much more harmonious.

“Aunt Luo, you’ve misunderstood. I truly don’t know where Mr. Gong is,” Ming Yao said, looking at her as if nothing were amiss.

Because of that one remark, Yan Heng had been so thoroughly disgusted that day he could not even eat dinner. The feeling was as though he himself had become some chicken, duck, pig, or cow raised in captivity, needing only to wait for his owner to come harvest the flesh and blood his body produced.

To be honest, although she felt Sister Shui was a very kind and gentle person, she also knew that she had feelings for Jing Lichen.

“Well... could you help me call Jing Muya over?” Jiu’er swayed with dizziness, blinking her eyes.

“How could that be?” Yu Heng also pulled out his phone. The signal had been perfectly fine before. But when he took a look after receiving it, it was the same on his end too; calls simply would not go through.

Wei Liang said, “What Benefactor Ye Chen says does indeed make sense.” After saying only that, he fell silent.

Miaoxuan, who had been watching the fight from the side, saw that her junior brother had already fallen into a disadvantage. If this dragged on, he would suffer. Should anything happen to him, she would have no way to answer to their master. She had to switch him out.

In past years, by the middle of the eleventh month, the capital would already be cold enough for snow. This year was better. Though the chill had arrived early, it still looked like late autumn, with none of winter’s first breath in the air.

“Forget it. Things still haven’t completely stabilized. I can’t let there be a stain on your road ahead.” I waved a hand and replied.

At that moment, Yang Mimi seemed to have made up her mind. She clenched her left hand tightly around the handle of her suitcase and strode inside.

“Well, well, busy man. What made you remember to call me?” From the other end of the phone came a voice so alluring it could melt a person to the bone.

A sly glint suddenly flashed through Lu Han’s eyes, and seemingly by accident, he began poking at Miu Kedi’s waist, where she was most ticklish.

The fat man’s probing encouragement made Liang Hao smile. He knew the other party belonged to the line of people from Unparalleled City, so such thoughts were only natural.

Those two sentences echoed through the entire classroom like reverberations. Ye Mo discovered that, without realizing it, several drops of cold sweat had formed on her forehead. Before she could recover, Li Zhongshuo across from her spoke again.

I took it and looked it over. It was actually a type of armor material unique to Dragon Reach, and a superior black grade at that. Made into clothing and worn on the body, it could repel blades and bullets. By blades and bullets, I mean laser guns and laser sabers; there was no need even to mention the cold weapons of this place.

Do Kyungsoo went to cook porridge for Lu Han, Oh Sehun carefully wiped the sweat from Lu Han’s face, and the others each went about their own tasks.

Agree? Of course she had to agree. What could be more important than her life? But... she frowned slightly. Would it be difficult? Would it put her life in danger? One look at Jun Moli’s manner, and she thought that whatever he wanted her to do must be extremely dangerous. Otherwise, if he could do it himself, why would he come looking for her?

Whether coffee or milk tea, both had more or less some connection to desserts. And the dessert shop belonged to Miu Kedi’s mother, Bai Yan; it was also what Miu Kedi was best at.

Yet the temptation of totemic power was simply too great. It led many earth-ranked grandmasters to abandon martial cultivation altogether and instead cultivate totemic power in pursuit of even greater strength.

“Really? That’s wonderful!” Yinmo and Bingxi cried out in delight together, completely unaware that the wishes the two of them had made were exactly the same; they simply did not know it.

“No, that’s not right. I remember when I first arrived in the Eastern Ling Kingdom, I saw this place before, but it definitely wasn’t like this. Could it be that I remembered wrong?”

Darcy had Annuo choose an egg with a crack in it. After looking left and right, Annuo picked one with a streak of red across its white shell.

Lianxin’s words were no different from carving a savage gash straight across Pei Xuerou’s heart, leaving it a bloody ruin.

Lin Ruochu had her eyes closed, her lashes trembling faintly, as though she had heard Xu Qingmo’s words.

I took out the glutinous rice I carried with me, soaked it in chicken blood for a moment, and then pressed it onto Shi Zitao’s wound.

But no matter how extraordinary it might be, to Xu Qingmo it was nothing more than a book of incomprehensible squiggles, far less useful than asking Yue Lingsu to treat Old Xia.

On Yan Long’s side, he hurriedly relayed to his father, the old master of the Yan family, what Elder Wu had told him over the phone.

That sentence from the disguised speaker surfaced in Ran Sinian’s mind once more: It has started again. It has started again. A new cycle of killing has begun.

To be fair, her cousin was not so muddleheaded that he could not distinguish what mattered. He knew the two were brother and sister. Though they were not born of the same father and mother, the bond of blood between them could neither be denied nor changed. And so he urged her to listen to the family elders and not see him again in the future; it would be better for them both.

Thinking back on the way Song Yinzhang had looked at her before, Song Qingyin could not help nodding. It did seem to be true.

A moment later, Qin Weiyi suddenly shuddered and finally returned to normal. Feeling guilty, she quickly cast a glance at Su Rong and, seeing that he had not noticed her lapse, hurriedly lowered her head and bit into her bread.

“Damn it.” The boy in the baseball cap ground his teeth, his amber catlike eyes fixed on the slovenly middle-aged man opposite him. Pressing down the brim of his cap, he turned and strode outside.

Yes. At the moment of waking, after the dizzying whirl of heaven and earth, Hanlai discovered that he was now in a bamboo grove. Birdsong sounded in the distance; nearby, dewdrops fell. From the city to the deep wilds of mountain forest had taken no more than an instant.