Volume 1, Chapter 63: News of Victory Arrives, and the Court Falls Silent!

The next morning, the early court session proceeded as usual.

Within the imperial court of Chengdu, the atmosphere was heavier and more oppressive than on previous days.

Liu Chan sat upright upon the dragon throne. With a gentle cough, he broke the silence of the court: "My beloved ministers, the situation of the war on the front lines remains unclear."

"Minister Yang, have you received any news?"

Attending the assembly, "Natasha" suddenly felt her left ear twitch slightly twice before returning to normal, though a faint ripple could be caught deep within her eyes.

Whoosh! A fierce gust of wind swept past as Qing Di, shrouded in thick black smoke, lunged toward the ape spirit. The ape spirit, a veteran of many battles, retaliated by splashing the fruit wine from his barrel straight at Qing Di. With a flick of his serpent tail, Qing Di batted the wine barrel wide open.

"Brother Yue, would you mind trying this on for a moment? I want to see how it looks on you," Feng Chuxue said with great excitement.

In response to this situation, after consulting with Chen Yuhan, Liang Er presented twenty flintlock rifles to Bomubogor the moment they arrived in the city of Yaksa, directly declaring his identity as the special envoy of Prince Rui Dorgon of the Great Qing and Prince Taomin.

Had it not been for the formidable resilience of Li Bin's protective astral energy, coupled with his specialized soul-guarding technique that deflected momentum and successfully neutralized thirty percent of Dao Tianchen's kinetic force damage, Li Bin likely would have lost his life the previous night.

"I will wait for you. Furthermore, let our baby come into this world healthy and safe!" Pei Shiyin gripped Cheng Yiben's hand tightly and said with solemn resolve.

Instead of returning directly to the inn, the two of them headed to Tongji Pharmacy, the establishment selling the ten-thousand-year-old trembling spirit grass. The silver dollars in Shui Tianlan's possession were already sufficient to offer a price upwards of six thousand, so she decided to check it out first. If that failed, she would still have to venture out tonight to resort to murder for wealth.

Tony glared at Zhou Mo, completely ignoring his warning, his eyes radiating a murderous gaze from his rising and falling chest.

Halfway through his sentence, the young man caught a glimpse of Lin Tao out of the corner of his eye, who was watching the spectacle unfold like a spectator, and instantly furrowed his brow.

Shen Cheng scratched his head and smiled. "Sir may simply call me Shen Cheng." To think that a person of such bright and breezy character was physically disabled—he could not help but feel a pang of regret in his heart.

At this moment, Shosei had already regained his composure. In truth, whenever the matter did not pertain to Elan, Shosei was invariably a man of extreme calmness.

With the Spear King Dong Ping present here, it would be difficult to eliminate him in a short time. If too much time were wasted and Shu Yao managed to escape with his men, it would spell serious trouble.

"If you ask me, I'd wager they slipped something inside that makes it taste so delicious." The eldest sister's ambiguous remark caused everyone who ought to be vigilant to take heed.

Passing through the economy class, she caught sight of Luo Jingyang alongside the two doctors and nurses, yet Qin Luofan was nowhere to be seen, causing a sudden, hollow ache in her chest.

The two were shown to a private dining booth. While waiting for the dishes, Li Ruan turned on her phone, and instantly it began to chime incessantly. Qiao Na had called seventeen times and left twelve voice messages, three calls came from Wei Zi'an, followed by a few others from Shen Qianqian and her friends.

Her cheeks flushed with a racing heartbeat, and not daring to look at him any longer, she turned her head to gaze out at the pitch-black roadside through the car window, watching the dim streetlights flash by like strings of bright pearls.

The first half of this sentence genuinely made me happy, yet the latter half left me with the distinct feeling that Zhang Minglang was hiding something from me.

Gan Jianfeng was not only a first-class guard in the Princess Shizhen's Mansion, but also the chief secretary of the household. Although it was merely a third-rank titular post, it carried the peacock feather bestowed personally by the Empress Dowager, making him a figure of considerable prestige and standing among the officials and generals in Guilin. Since Princess Shizhen had "fainted," it was entirely fitting for him to make the announcement.

"Alright, cut the nonsense. You're drifting further and further off topic," I finally said to Qian Yaya, feeling quite helpless.

Having originally intended to stay at home for a few days of proper rest to soothe my emotions after the divorce, I never expected that Xu Minghui would actually track me down.