Volume 1, Chapter 58: Princess, Do Stand Firmer
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October sixth, auspicious for weddings.
This was the auspicious date carefully selected by the Imperial Bureau of Astronomy for Prince Jing.
Princess Lanmin’s maternal family was far away in Dongzhao, thousands of miles away, so the wedding venue was chosen to be the royal guesthouse in Nanling.
She was dressed in stunning and radiant finery, resembling a blooming rose.
Wearing a phoenix coronet and a rosy veil, her bright red bridal gown was extraordinarily magnificent and fit her impeccably.
Qi Junyao looked at her own charming reflection in the mirror, the corners of her eyes growing slightly moist.
She had once thought that, much like her concubine mother, she would be destined never to wear such attire in this lifetime.
How truly gorgeous this vibrant red color was!
The phoenix playing with peonies embroidered upon it looked vividly lifelike.
It felt as if one could see the phoenix dancing gracefully through the air, and watch the petals of the peony blossom one by one...
Would Lu Shaoyu care about any of this? What he wanted was probably just what he possessed right now. For a man, how much genuine sincerity could still remain in his heart?
"Young Master Lu, then let us settle the contract at this, shall we?" Xiao Rui held the authority to decide everything concerning Gu Jinhuan.
"Has he truly reached that level?" Upon hearing this, Spirit Leopard wore an expression of profound shock. He could hardly imagine that a cultivator with a three-hundred-year cultivation base could stand so high—so high that they could only look up and sigh in despair.
Because the operational process was simple and raw materials could be sourced locally, requiring only a single piece of production equipment and a simple, spacious venue, this canned-food workshop could easily be replicated.
With that said, he watched as boundless gale winds suddenly rose beneath Nangong Changfeng's feet, swirling and wreaking havoc. The soaring celestial sword planted in the ground before him began to radiate an even more intense white light, its blade resonating with this supreme and pure Daoist power—a crisp "clang" of sword hum lingering persistently in the air.
The crew members sitting aboard research vessels stationed at different oceanic monitoring points were all performing the exact same action.
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Nangong Changfeng gazed up at the unyielding young man leisurely riding on the back of the Cloud-Cold Mastiff, momentarily at a loss for words, standing foolishly frozen in place and remaining completely silent.
Upon seeing that none of this concerned them, the lead actors finally set their minds at ease. Meanwhile, the various supporting actors and male minor characters each felt their hearts tighten, secretly pondering the possibility of being replaced.
He was still calculating how to spend this newly acquired sum of thirty thousand yuan. At present, he was dirt poor, and with his family's difficult financial situation, he was too embarrassed to reach out and ask his parents for money.
Amidst Xu Feng’s longing countdown, the college entrance examination arrived as scheduled, and he stepped into the No. 1 County High School examination room filled with confidence.
Yet, at this moment, no matter how frantically the two of them carried on, they failed to attract the slightest bit of attention from the crowd. Every single person's gaze was unwaveringly focused on Du Jun.
This was precisely the season for harvesting raw silk, and normally, his aunt’s family was extremely busy. However, today, because of the rain, her family had rarely huddled together indoors.
With slow footsteps, he walked in the direction of the sun. He did not know what lay ahead, but based on the map of City A in his memory, the eastern side of City A was a vast expanse of wasteland; perhaps heading west would lead back to the urban area?
Just as Hu Yingying was in the midst of speaking, Ji Cheng cleared his throat nearby—whether intentionally or unintentionally. Hu Yingying instantly realized she had said too much, clamped her mouth shut at once, and stopped talking altogether.
The villagers had also made full preparations. Choosing a clear and sunny day, with Han Zhaoan leading the vanguard, they headed straight into the mountains.
Before long, the five astonished giants were pierced with numerous large holes. Under Bamond’s horrifying counterattacks, they collapsed one after another, perishing right there.
The young man sitting opposite felt quite differently. With furrowed brows, Sun Zhiyuan’s death made him acutely aware of a sense of crisis and unease.
"It's this dream again..." Tianyi yawned, wearing an utterly disgruntled expression. The light filtering through the crack in the curtains indicated that it was a fine day, yet such weather only left Tianyi even more listless and emotionally low.
This once peerless expert had suffered consecutive blows this night, and this final battle had been lost particularly miserably. Everyone could see that although his right hand still tightly gripped his saber, his arm hung limply by his side, entirely incapable of being raised. Blood trickled continuously from his right flank all the way along his path, and he appeared heavily wounded—it was uncertain whether his arm had been crippled.
Fortunately, the malevolent aura seemed somewhat stretched beyond its limits at this point, its momentum slowing down just enough to allow the demon son and the others to scatter and flee.
Ministry of War Junior Vice Minister Wu Shijie led the bound father-and-son pair, Ouyang Hong and Ouyang Hui, into the Ouyang estate.
Furthermore, what you are holding is merely a token; no one would suspect that the object in your hands is a shield or a defensive weapon. This serves as an exceptionally effective form of disguise.
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The sword grass quivered slightly, and instantly the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Sword soared into the air, charging directly toward the blazing flames.
However, as time slowly ticked by, observing the puzzled expression on the coroner's face, the hearts of the two sank once again to rock bottom.
"Yes, I am not a trainer from the Dragon-Taming lineage," Yang Kaibai nodded earnestly in response.
The proprietress of this eatery was named Lin Qiuyun, twenty-eight years old, and acquaintances in the town respectfully addressed her as "Sister Qiuyun."
The warm internal Qi was no longer just a single line of circulation; it was as though life had been breathed into this path. He had never heard of such a cultivation technique before, so he had to uncover a clue, even if it were only the slightest hint.
He decided to fly up into mid-air to get a clear view of the situation, but unfortunately, the moment he left the ground by about ten zhang, he felt his body grow heavy. The pressure doubled with every single inch he ascended, until he had no choice but to give up in frustration.
Following that, the Third Grandpa pried open my mouth, bit his own right index finger, dripped a few drops of blood into my mouth, and then shoved the entire ginseng plant straight inside. The ginseng miraculously wriggled down my throat like a living creature.
Amidst his whispers, Meng Fan, protected by two Ultimate Supreme Weapons, advanced step by step until he reached the side of the purple pagoda, where he noticed several patches of blood still staining its surface—vividly crimson, with killing intent filling the wilderness.
If gazes could be frozen in time, then this very scene at this moment had already been permanently captured like a photograph.
Qin Beige was also utterly bewildered; aside from the sound of the ocean waves, there was no other sound around. Logically speaking, with aerial bombs, raging fires, and thick smoke, even if no alarm was sounded, at least someone should have rushed up to the platform to see what was happening.
Unlike the previous match, right at the start of this soul duel, both combatants released their martial souls simultaneously. Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes changed color concurrently—her left eye turned dark green and her right eye clear blue. A pair of adorable cat ears pericked up slightly, and as her fingers flicked, sharp, claw-like nails sprang out from her palms.
Yuan Ning had no choice but to follow silently behind, understanding in her heart that this person would never do anything detrimental to her.
Even if the court granted a divorce, that would still be two years later, and nobody could predict what the situation would be like in two years.
Too many members of the Su family had died, and their ancestral home was far away in the south, their ancestral tombs having been dug up years ago. If they were to be sent back to rebuild the graves... the journey was too distant, and Emperor Xuande, fearing that Su Huting would never return once he left, simply carved out a plot of land in the northern suburbs of the capital for him to establish the Su family graveyard.
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