Chapter 69: The Hatred of Having One's Wife Stolen

"I truly fell in love with Chen Bozhou... That is why I was so furious that he condoned an imposter in repeatedly humiliating me... I was foolish for a moment, which is why I hired someone to teach her a lesson..."
The bound man was covered in wounds, yet he kept his teeth clenched tight, uttering not a single word.
Zhou Zhihan raised an eyebrow, "Brother Suinian, look, this fellow has a really tough mouth, much more resilient than the one from March."
"My Lord, there is a letter for you." Upon seeing a carrier pigeon fly in, the guard immediately retrieved the bamboo tube, ran into the military camp, and handed it to Wu Qingge.
It was a remarkably fine day, with sunlight gently bathing all creation and a temperature pleasantly cool and comfortable—truly an ideal occasion for a spring outing.
Yue Tang laughed and said, "What a pity, whenever this general goes head-to-head, it is always the enemy who suffers casualties." With a wave of her hand indicating that they need not persuade her further, she left the council chamber directly.
Zhou Lili smiled faintly, her expression gentle and serene, save for her bright eyes which revealed boundless fury.
Because Shen Lun had suddenly collapsed, many matters had yet to be fully handled, leaving Shen Ran with no choice but to brace himself and take over all of Shen Lun's responsibilities alone.
For a moment, a myriad of emotions flooded the old woman's heart, leaving her utterly at a loss for words.
These were merely a couple of pages out of several hundred, insufficient to serve as proof, and would surely be dismissed as mere coincidence by others. That was why Shi Qingshu wanted to investigate even older ledgers.
"Hah," Yue Tang sneered, her brows knitting slightly. Xuehuai prepared some medicinal broth on the side and handed it to her. She glanced at it, seemingly intending to drink it from his hands, but for some reason changed her mind, reached out to take it, and drained it in a single gulp.
It was said that they had engaged in a bloody clash with the neighboring Black Tiger Gang over a mining site, resulting in heavy casualties. Even the gang leader was severely injured, and the subordinate members died or were wounded in countless numbers. Rumors outside claimed that the Three Rivers Gang was on the verge of collapse.
Shen Su had indeed sneaked into the Marquis's estate on his own once again. Today's rain was exceptionally heavy, and to be honest, he felt somewhat uneasy in his heart, inexplicably yearning to check on Shi Qingshu. Yet he felt that venturing out in such torrential rain would be far too troublesome, so he simply threw a cloak over himself, grabbed an oil-paper umbrella, and left the house.
Reuniting with his brother, Lin Feng was in high spirits as well. He playfully punched Teng Erlong and could not help teasing him.
He located the Taixi acupoint on Li Ji's foot—located on the medial side of the foot, posterior to the medial malleolus, in the depression between the tip of the medial malleolus and the Achilles tendon. Pressing this acupoint can cure coughing and asthma, and he pressed it firmly thirty to forty times. He then went on to press the Zhaohai acupoint, likewise pressing it thirty to forty times.
"Mr. Inoue, have you really captured Yu Xue?" Guided by a waiter, Xie Kun met with Inoue. From the man's expression as he happily enjoyed his sushi, Xie Kun caught a hint of something, yet he still felt the need to confirm it.
"What kind of person is that scoundrel Chen Zhang? Merely a surrendered general, yet they actually made him a campaign staff officer to lead troops against the rebels. Isn't our General Manager a hundred times better than him? When was it ever his turn? It is truly infuriating." A heavily bearded man wore an expression of intense grievance.
The seven of them drank and discussed matters atop a mountain outside Huining City. The second-generation descendants—including Aguda's eldest concubine-born son Zonggan, eldest legitimate son Zongjun, second legitimate son Zongwang, Sagai's son Zonghan, the former emperor's son Zongxiong, and the former emperor's son-in-law Zhe Yanchong—stood respectfully on the hillside, not permitted to participate in the meeting.
Whether in the army or within the Purple Imperial Divine Realm, Pei Donglai's nerves had been tightly strung, leaving him no leisure to relax even for a moment. Now, within the Imperial Academy, Pei Donglai was finally able to unwind.
What he said was entirely true; he trusted this young man implicitly, and this matter would certainly not be leaked by him.