Volume 1, Chapter 44: To dare to so flagrantly target even a subject's wife!

As soon as Song Yaozhu stepped out of the palace gates, the attending servants thoughtfully offered her a cloak and a hand warmer.

"Please follow me, Princess."

"Where is my maid? Let her accompany me. She tends to my needs with greater care."

The palace maid instructed someone to fetch Caijin, who trotted over, shivering from the cold.

Seeing how readily the other party summoned Caijin, Song Yaozhu could not tell whether they genuinely meant well by offering her a change of clothes.

Holding a palace lantern, the maid led the way along the path. After taking only a few steps, Song Yaozhu began to feel dizzy.

"Princess, what is the matter?"

The maid turned around. Seeing Song Yaozhu swaying as she walked, she said, "Perhaps the Princess is intoxicated. Earlier at the banquet, I noticed the Princess drinking—"

Bao'er still kept her eyes closed, but every single hair on her body stood on end as she remained on high alert.

Just as she had anticipated, aside from Silver Wing's nonchalant attitude, everyone else raised objections. Yet, constrained by the commander's imposing authority, they ultimately swallowed their grievances and complied.

At this moment, Lin Xiu's dark eyes were exceptionally calm, yet it was precisely this calmness that made the others feel somewhat uneasy.

Lin Wei burst out laughing, a laugh filled with contempt. When they eloped back then, he probably never imagined things would come to this! Yin Anchen, I never expected you to have such a day. Lin Wei looked at him, though the words on the tip of his tongue remained unspoken.

Yet neither the Emperor of the Underworld nor Ziwei seemed to notice that peerless beauty at all. The latter smiled with scholarly grace and nodded slightly toward Fantasy Dream.

With a sharp snap, Su Jingtian abruptly hung up the phone. Zhan Qingyi was stunned, holding the receiver for a long time before she could gather her wits: I hadn't finished speaking yet, why are you rushing to hang up?

"Stop letting your imagination run wild, I am doing fine!" Seeing how anxious Hui Cai was about him, Han Zaicheng actually wanted to smile, but restrained himself with Hui Cai's aunt present.

Feeling the abundant power surging within his body, Lin Xiu chuckled and remarked with a hint of lucky fortune. Although this journey had been fraught with danger, they had gained something in the end. Lin Xiu was not an overly greedy person; he understood the proverb about the snake trying to swallow an elephant.

"I hold no resentment toward you whatsoever, Xiyao. Stop letting your wild imagination run wild from now on. From this day forward, you are my, Han Yuluo's, wife!" he declared with a passionate vow, halting his movements and instead placing a warm palm upon her waist.

And now, there was absolutely no possibility of them making a move against that Zhang Ye again... The latter had already witnessed Elder Ou's terrifying power and naturally would not dare to face him alone.

Song Yue asked this because he knew Li Zhengliang would not make such an inquiry without reason. The fact that Li Zhengliang went out of his way to make a phone call now indicated that something important had definitely occurred.

The group was startled. Before they even had time to raise their heads to look, they felt a overwhelmingly destructive spiritual energy pressing down from above.

Song Yue was extremely surprised to hear that Li Ziyue had arrived. It was unprecedented for Li Ziyue to seek him out this early in the morning.

With bright eyes and pearly white teeth, she was pure and moving. Her gentle smile was like a spring breeze brushing past and flowers blooming in full splendor, stunning everyone present.

Xian Yuhong had all along been monitoring the movements of a corner of the starry sky. She had never proactively mentioned matters concerning the Last Star to Lu Yu, because the implications were far too vast, and the time to reveal them had not yet arrived.

Swarms of chaotic thunder dragons twisted and leaped within the thunder clouds, appearing and vanishing intermittently. Each thunder dragon flashed with a different color, representing divine lightning of various attributes, stretching thousands of feet long.

"No, just now I went to the main-line point store to redeem the last equipment blueprint gift box, but it actually showed that it was sold out," Ye Feng said with a frown when Murong Xue asked him.

"Alas, just leaving like that. What a heartless girl." Li Yang watched her receding figure and sighed.

Twenty-one years had passed, and having finally accumulated enough good deeds to clear the trial, Luo Tian took Ling Mie, Lian'er, and the four children who had now grown into adults, bade them farewell, and left this realm.

A major reason why he had stepped down from the Elder Council back then was that he lacked confidence in walking the Path of Conferred Gods. He had witnessed far too many half-bloods fail on the Path of Conferred Gods; those who failed transformed completely into monsters, inflicting devastating harm on nearby residents.

Tearia continued forward, his gaze constantly sweeping the surroundings, until nearing the center, where he finally caught sight of an extremely hazy figure.

He Chunhua uttered a word of assent, then drove down the second silver needle. As the second needle pierced in, the unexpected occurred: Zhao Fengsheng's protective incantation triggered automatically, and a beam of golden light blasted He Chunhua backward, simultaneously sending the medicinal herbs and shelves piled nearby flying in all directions.

As the strongest Onmyoji in Sakura Island, he believed that this gamification was the greatest blessing bestowed upon the Yamato nation by the heavens.

Following a prolonged silence, Yueyang ultimately decided to trust Feng Nan once. Even if it were a trick, with only himself and Li Biao going, it would not cause any overly disastrous consequences.

Everyone was still in the vehicle. Because they were executing a mission that was not particularly urgent, the atmosphere remained relatively relaxed.

Wang Xiang uttered a low shout, as if grabbing the distant Lord Hu with his bare hands. Lord Hu sensed the anomaly and chose to retreat further, but his body was seized by an invisible force, and no matter how desperately he struggled, he could not break free.

Lü Long, who had suffered multiple defeats at the enemy's hands, had long harbored a deep-seated hatred for them. Provoked thusly, he immediately drew his long sword, spurred his horse, and charged forward to attack him.

What did a fifteen percent stake in the Ji Group signify? It signified fifteen percent of the Ji family's immense wealth.

The Western Army in the north, acting in accordance with Ye Xiao's deployment, sent five thousand men into the city to clear out the invading Jin troops, while the remaining twenty-and-some-thousand soldiers assembled beneath the city walls, preparing to launch a counterattack.

"This..." Facing Wang Fei's stern expression, Zhang Yadong appeared even more awkward and troubled, though he had nothing further to say. He merely nodded slightly and then saw Wang Fei out of his office.

Even so, the fierce battle that raged that night still caused a sensation throughout the Xianlu Tai square, to the point where the populace exaggerated the rumors, claiming that over a hundred people had died.

With an expression of firm determination, Lin Xinyao had already made up her mind, so Shi Heng said nothing more.

Someone sending her flowers was something she could still comprehend, but why on earth were meals being sent as well?