Chapter 25: The Crown Prince’s Scheming Overnight Stay

Chen Bozhu had a grand and beautiful dream. In the dream, he wore a tailored suit, high-spirited and radiant, as he married the girl he loved most. Amidst the applause of a hall full of guests, they vowed to love each other for a lifetime. When he went to kiss Jian Tang amidst the playful teasing of the crowd, she shyly shrank into his arms, her fingers—adorned with a wedding ring—clutching his sleeve tightly. As an athlete, Chen Bozhu lacked profound literary talent; he couldn't find the perfect words to describe his joy, settling only on the word "fulfillment." Immersed in this sweet dream, his heart suddenly felt a piercing pain. He jolted awake, seeing the bright light outside the window. As he leaped from the bed and grabbed his phone to check the time...

"No, I’m not sick. The doctor said these are aftereffects that will gradually fade. My throat was scorched by the hot air I inhaled back then," Tian Tian said with a faint smile.

Although the Dutchmen were not particularly interested in this, they still nodded in agreement, knowing better than to offend anyone.

The surroundings were deathly silent, as if time itself had frozen. Her delicate fragrance and softness permeated his senses. He felt his chest heating up, a nameless restlessness and agitation rising within him, his breathing growing heavy.

The entire hall was brightly lit, and within the sheer curtains of the bed, the overlapping figures rose and fell, accompanied by the occasional soft, whimpering moan. Hua Mian stood by the window, watching the scene with calm composure.

Su Nan ignored their antics, continuing to shake out the bedsheet to clear the bed, wiping it down before tossing the dirty sheet aside. He sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and waited for the three of them to make their move.

It seemed the cities near Frost City had already fallen, given that there were only five such cities in the vicinity.

The security guards even pulled out knives hidden behind their backs and in their sleeves, stabbing at him indiscriminately.

I remained silent, though Wang Sheng and Tong Xuan introduced themselves. Since he had invited me, it stood to reason he already knew who I was; there was no need for me to offer an introduction.

Struck by this blow, Hua Mian gave two instructions and then slept for seven consecutive days. During these seven days, she consumed nothing but her medicine. Wan Tao and Shu Yu were frantic, but every time they wanted to seek out the Emperor, she stopped them.

Jin Yaru stopped speaking but was unwilling to leave Su Nan’s embrace. Su Nan scooped her up and strode toward the room; he intended to comfort the person in his arms properly.

Ah Jiao waved her hand. "Go, go. You should do good deeds and accumulate merit." She winked at Chu Fu, adding, "We’ll become ghost cultivators together."

This Bei Demon King, known as the wise man among the wolf tribe, could not possibly be ignorant of this. Therefore, he either had ulterior motives or was backed by someone else.

"You didn't hear the tone Old Jiang used. Gong Lü is definitely in for it this time. You might even be back as captain the moment you get out of the hospital," Jiang Chen said gleefully, feeling that after such an incident, Gong Lü wouldn't be able to stay.

Chu Tao had no choice but to ask others, finally learning where Lanruo Temple was located.

Those dozen soldiers waited until they were far away before stepping onto the battlefield to pick up over a hundred rounds of ammunition and a few cans. He even snatched the Nambu pistol from the hand of the Japanese major before walking away step by step.

Xiao Yu looked up at Ji Yu. She didn't actually have any intention, but because Ji Yu had spoken, she looked over reflexively.

"Commander! With Huang Binglong’s abilities, he could easily serve as a cavalry regiment commander. You two have the bond of fellow disciples; I believe if you invite him personally, he might just come."

She and Li Tai placed the items they had brought with them here. Only after everything was settled did Yao Youqing leave, letting them rest well.

Shen Lun chuckled. As soon as he ran to the city gate, he found the High Priest sitting on the ramparts, staring at him unblinkingly. What was the point of running now?

On a whim, Ah Jiao flicked her finger, and the basin of foot-washing water doused the lecturer, soaking her from head to toe.

"This is..." As the map slowly unfurled, images gradually appeared on its surface. Seeing it now, they would surely have regretted it if they hadn't looked at the map earlier.

"Sister Zhuxuan, what's wrong?" a man at the fourth stage of the Sword Emperor realm walked to Lin Zhuxuan’s side and asked.

However, she couldn't care about arguing with Lin Hai at the moment. With Lin Hai blocking the way in front, she hurriedly took out two spirit stones and began absorbing them rapidly.

Before Chen Fan could say anything, Yun Tianqing interrupted with a cry, "Wow! You two are so beautiful, isn't it a pity to cultivate immortality?"

Seeing this, Qin Fen did not panic; instead, he pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

To challenge a first-stage Sword King as a first-stage Great Sword Master—this level of strength made even Liang Qing feel a chill down his spine.

Lin Hai walked along, using his Heaven’s Eye ability to observe his surroundings, taking in everything around him.

Upon entering the first level of the Ancestral Realm, Nangong Xiao found that his bloodline power had multiplied, far stronger than at the peak of the Ancient Realm.

Qiao Mimi watched Lu Liting sitting across from her. He elegantly picked up a piece of broccoli. For some reason, every gesture he made exuded a sense of nobility and elegance; even a simple breakfast felt like a feast for royalty.

"Forget it, let's see how things go tonight," Qin Fen shook his head. Not knowing what to do, he could only stand aside and observe.

"If that’s really the case, why would she admit it? Doesn't she know that any beast with cultivation will be executed?" Long before the imperial family collapsed, no animals in this world could cultivate into spirits. The sudden appearance of Yuan Ziyi claiming to be a beast was truly suspicious.

"How about I stay here and keep you company?" Third Master Yuan recalled how Gousheng had taken care of her and felt it wouldn't be right to just leave him behind, yet she still couldn't quite accept Gousheng’s affections.

Chen Jifan had not experienced that era where every inch of land was worth gold, so she couldn't feel such sentiments. She just sat gloomily at the stone table; her life-bound magical treasure had failed to refine, and she felt deeply disappointed. Su Qiyan gently held her hand, offering silent comfort.

The three of them had fought for so long without a victor; they were likely evenly matched. Now that a trace of spiritual energy appeared, they stopped.

As the dense fog cleared, Lin Sui's original appearance was revealed—rather dark, and if it were just dark, that would be one thing, but it was covered in spots, like a pockmarked face, making one feel disgusted at a mere glance.

Just then, the soldiers finished their training. It was unclear who leaked the news, but they all came running toward the training ground. Then, they went wild.

As thousands of corpses were dumped out, a harsh roar emanated from the now-emptied blood pool. Following that, all the corpses floated into the air, hovering above the pool.

Opening the closet, she had previously bought clothes based only on quality and style, paying little attention to color. Now, looking at the clothes in her wardrobe, anything with even a hint of green was an eyesore.