Chapter 66: The Crown Prince Takes Full Control

Hearing Shen Suinian's voice, Zhan Xinyue was so startled that she dropped her phone.
By the time she picked it up, the call had already ended.
Shen Suinian had hung up.
Jian Tang looked at the man who was returning the phone to her, and spoke as if trying to mend the fold after the sheep is lost: "...What kind of gift do you like?"
Especially Yelü Luming; he was eager to know all the many things that had recently happened in the Liao and Song Dynasties.
Daoist Priest Xiao and his disciple followed the Emperor of the Song. Because of the snow, the traveling conditions were poor, and they were delayed on the road for several days. When they finally reached Xiyun County, they were delayed yet again by heavy snow and had to stay in the county for quite a few days.
"Since Mr. Zhan gave it to you, just accept it," Li Weiguo said, looking at them solemnly.
His hot breath brushed against my earlobe and seeped into my eardrum, while his scorching chest pressed firmly against my back. His hand began to wander over my thigh. My breathing, which had been fairly steady at first, fell apart a few seconds later into soft, shallow gasps.
Seeing the stubbornness in her eyes, Yan You knew that she would not let the matter rest until she got a clear explanation.
Below the steps, a dozen Song soldiers were guarding dozens of warhorses and carriages. Both the men and the horses were shivering uncontrollably from the cold. The soldiers built several bonfires in the snow, led the warhorses close, and formed a circle around the fires to get some warmth.
On the large bed, Li Ke held Shu'er in his arms and stared at the ceiling. The two of them had finally separated after a passionate kiss, only to realize that they had unknowingly ended up lying on the large bed. Blushing deeply, Zhang Shu'er buried herself in Li Ke's embrace. Li Ke sweetly held the beauty with one arm while stroking her long, dark, glossy hair with the other.
Although Zhou Xiaojing looked emotionally stable at the moment and showed no signs of going crazy, she was, after all, someone with a mental illness, and no one could say for sure how things might turn out.
After sitting in meditation at Moxian Peak for a whole night, early the next morning, Mubai boarded a crane and flew alone toward Xifeng. However, just as he was about to approach Xifeng, he abruptly stopped.
"You guys can't tell it's that big? Just zoom it to about eight times and it will be fine. I was paying attention just now," Zhantian said indifferently.
Xu Junyi was already terrified. If this mother and daughter slipped away again when nobody was paying attention, he would really be left guarding an empty palace.
Ye Chuan desperately wanted to know what had happened, but now was not the time to probe relentlessly; he clearly saw an expression of disgust in Wang Yan's eyes.
Having spent a long time in contact with Gongsun Wuji, he had also figured out the man's personality, and such behavior was simply not something he could fake.
She wanted Jin Miaomiao to gain more exposure and win more support, and she wanted the direct bloodline of the Jin family to return to that peak position. Only then would she feel she had not failed her husband and her brother and sister-in-law.
Infusing the power of thunder and lightning into the might of the fist, and at the very moment of throwing the punch, detonating that power to strike the enemy with the speed of a startled flash of lightning.
Xu Wanqin wanted to speak the truth about the fire set in the Cold Palace, but was pulled back by Noble Consort Ran, who motioned for her to say no more.
Qin Yao had no idea whether she was naturally gifted or not, but her accuracy was indeed quite good, and her concealed weapons were equally impressive.
Dalang, Erlang, Sanlang, and Siniang, who were clinging to the side of the carriage door, caught the mood and burst into laughter.
As soon as Eldest Sister-in-law He left, the four brothers and sisters, who had just been full of worry, instantly broke into smiles. Gnawing on the still-warm coarse-grain corn bread in their hands, they thought to themselves that their stepmother hadn't abandoned them after all—she had even asked Eldest Uncle's wife to look after them.
Yu Linglong finally couldn't help being amused to the point of anger, and with a wave of her delicate hand, she directly banished the Taoist master out of the Xuanhuang Merit Pagoda.
Subsequently, Zhao Zhi did not speak with Zhao Xu, and exchanged very few words with Li Yi, but talked a great deal with Li Xun, inquiring in detail about the affairs of the Western Regions.
The passionate and rousing roars of the Blood Axe resonated across the entire arena, instantly igniting the numb hearts of the slaves, while their brief confusion was temporarily suppressed by the weapons in their hands.