Volume 1, Chapter 36: His Lordship Has Gone to Court

After returning from the county seat, Lei Jiang, accompanied by Zhou Xiang and the remaining men, stayed by Tang Siluo's side. When the order to retreat came, they naturally withdrew alongside Tang Jianjun.

"The Emperor is currently discussing matters with the Prime Minister; you had better wait a while before seeking him out," Mo Li said gently.

She gazed deeply at Xiao Heng for a long moment, the two versions of him—from her past life and the present—alternating endlessly before her eyes.

Chen Ru'er led Consort Mei and the others away, but the archers on the wall remained, half-crouched with bows drawn. The men in black also stood guard around the West Wing with swords unsheathed. It was not that Chen Ru'er feared Mao Leyan would escape; she was simply ensuring no one could enter.

In truth, she did not expect Qi Ruyan to read it word for word. As long as it was generally acceptable, she would not raise any objections.

Qi Nanfeng coughed and said, "Nothing is wrong; it is just that the Emperor issued an imperial decree last night lifting the ban on Batu and his men."

Faced with someone who is both attractive and appears vulnerable, even the most stern-hearted people cannot help but soften their voices and adjust their expressions to appear more amiable.

Tang Zhehan’s pupils trembled and his mind buzzed. His thoughts were in a chaotic swirl, and for a moment, he remained rooted to the spot, unable to speak, simply staring in a daze.

Luo Qiangwei had noticed this during the previous few times but had said nothing. This time, she picked Ningning up directly and headed upstairs.

Most crucially, while Empress Zhou held the title of the mother of the nation, she remained suppressed by both the Empress Dowager and Chang Tai, leaving her actions constrained. How could she possibly match the efficiency of the Empress Dowager’s decisive commands?

Initially, everyone had harbored some resentment toward Gu Yangping for keeping the truth from them, but now that they knew Jingsheng was his son, those grievances vanished. Jingsheng’s abilities spoke for themselves; the fact that he had managed Shengshi so successfully was proof enough of his competence.

Xiao Mingrui’s fists tightened. Seeing her look of pity and melancholy for Xiao Jinglan, a wave of jealousy surged within him.

Ranran quickly turned her head to look at the newcomer, but Jin Weiluo, feeling shy like a child, retreated into the room and pulled Ranran back with her.

Upon returning to the Prince’s manor, the Prince of Qi learned that the heir had awakened. Although he was still somewhat unwell, he would be fine after a period of recuperation.

Chen Xiyao, fearing she might not understand, took the trouble to explain it to her in detail. Finally, she gestured to two eunuchs, who quickly stepped forward, grabbed Lin Yunqiao’s hands, and prepared to place them inside.

To have a revered martial arts master grovel to such an extent was, even for a man as composed as He Changlin, a source of considerable satisfaction.

"I am fine. Answer me first: did you all eat the steamed buns sent by Lin Yu?" Song Yuan pursued the question. Simultaneously, she activated the scanning system to examine Xia Qingxue’s body.

Laughter drifted from nearby. Mu Rongwei found the voice familiar and looked back to see Xiao Mingrui returning to the Cunxin Palace.

"Jingsheng is truly devoted to you. He doesn't even feel at ease with me, his own mother," she said with a self-deprecating smile.

As a supreme master, he possessed boundless energy and a vitality as robust as a dragon; many of his needs far exceeded those of an ordinary person.

In the Shennongjia mountains, a purple figure appeared at the edge of a cave. The two men in black had already been reduced to nothing by the pressure exerted just moments before. They had never dreamed that the demonic dragon they unleashed would also be the cause of their own demise.

With these matters settled, the tribal chieftains departed, well-satisfied. The Prince had promised to help them build roads and also agreed to share the salt wells with them. The Prince’s magnanimity allowed these newly surrendered chieftains to finally set their anxious hearts at ease.

The battle continued, yet neither side had gained the upper hand. Two hours had already passed since the clash began.

Conversely, excessive salt intake is harmful to the human body. Overconsumption leads to increased blood volume and puts pressure on blood vessel walls, causing high blood pressure and vascular hardening, while also burdening the kidneys. Many hypertension patients on Earth suffer precisely because of long-term high salt intake.

Lin Lang tilted her head. "A chess piece, am I?" She lowered her slender neck, reminding him instantly of willow branches swaying in the spring breeze.

Qiu Xuan’s lips were parched, her eyes half-closed in exhaustion. Da Bu Shuiyun managed to give her a little water before helping her lie down and gently covering her with the quilt, only then leaving the room.

Zhang Qing took the Emperor’s Shangfang sword and left the capital to supervise the case concerning the fraud committed by the parents of Princess Jielan, the family of the Prince of Jiang.

They say that what one thinks about by day, one dreams of by night. Strangely, he did not dream of the grand spectacle of the Princess’s wedding, but rather of a magnificent imperial tomb.

"It’s no use; I will never forgive you." Though Qian Xiaoxiao said this, in her heart, she desperately hoped that Xue Ding would offer some explanation, that her suspicions were not true. But as Xue Ding remained silent, her heart gradually sank, eventually turning to ash.

Chen Xiyuan thought indignantly that Ye Chu was a femme fatale, yet despite his reluctance, he found himself forced to praise her.

For the Fairy Tail Guild, Mu Rongwei continued to employ the same method; influencing them from the shadows was sufficient. Besides, what did the fates of others have to do with him?

Strangely, upon hearing this, Mu Hao Cang did not choose to execute him on the spot. Instead, he loosened his wrist and withdrew the blade from the man's throat.

The two attacks dealt negligible damage, but it was enough to keep the aggro on me for a while. The Bloodthirsty Lion was not to be outdone; it lunged forward and swiped at me. It felt like an Iron Palm strike—the blow was truly painful.

These were two extremes, yet both pointed to the same truth: beneath the halo of the Phoenix Stone’s treasure, dark things were hidden as well.

In the past, she was too proud and insisted on never owing anyone anything. Whenever he spent money on her, they would argue. Over time, he simply stopped trying.

Divine patterns emerged, and the aura of the Great Dao permeated the heavens and earth. A unique bloodline power condensed, seemingly tearing through the void and crushing the firmament; a terrifying presence instantly filled the world.

"No need." Song Zhiwei drank a cup with her, and as she lowered her head, she happened to lock eyes with Cheng Xu, who was bending down to pick something up.

However, it would take some time to get these slaves to pick up blades and kill the Hu people; after all, many were emaciated from torture and lacked fighting spirit.

"What do you want to drink?" Cheng Nuo walked into the convenience store holding an oversized bottle of Coca-Cola, while Ling Ming hovered between a row of banana milk and durian milk.

Moreover, according to the settings of Z University, reaching the fifth rank is equivalent to ascension, and ascension inherently requires breaking the world's barrier—though, of course, the local plane would certainly cooperate when the time came.