Volume 1, Chapter 64: Is This Something a Human Would Do?

After quite a while, the Imperial Study finally regained its quietness.

Song Cheng'en let out a wry smile and went in to clean up the room.

Upon coming out, he bowed to Xiao Muchen: "Your Highness, Princess Jing, His Majesty invites the two of you in!"

"Imperial Brother, has his anger subsided?" Xiao Muchen felt a flutter of anxiety in his heart.

If he went in at this moment, wouldn't he just become a punching bag?

Usually, it didn't matter if the imperial brothers got a bit out of hand with their bickering, but today his newlywed princess was present. If he talked back, it would damage the Emperor's dignity; if he just took the scolding quietly, didn't he have his own pride to maintain?

"Your Highness may rest assured, His Majesty never vents his anger on others," Song Cheng'en said with a ingratiating smile.

Qi Junyao took a breath, and under the cover of her wide sleeves...

The boundless seawater vanished instantly. The three Wu brothers hovered mid-air, looking at the water that had disappeared without a trace beneath their feet, and then at the blue ocean floating opposite them. Their expressions turned ashen.

"A-Xun is simply not suited to stay in the palace. You will only become her anchor, and I will never allow it!" Nan Xin sneered coldly.

Rubbing her sleep-filled eyes, Li Wuxin glanced at the sky, suddenly remembering that Ling Jing should be waking up around this time. Looking down the path back, she unconsciously pressed her lips together.

"I went to cheer for a friend, not with filthy intentions like yours," Yu Youjia defended himself solemnly.

Song Yiyi had someone arrange for a short break, giving everyone half an hour to rest and have a meal. This was also a return of a favor, offering a small benefit to the Taibai Tower.

However, Yun Shang did not return together with Wanyan Liang. Instead, he got off the carriage halfway. Wanyan Liang probably figured that Yun Shang needed time to deliberate, so he did not follow and returned to the Prince's Mansion alone.

"Damn it, what's with the silent warrior act!" Leng Yue cursed resentfully, picked up the scroll on the table, and walked out of the front hall as well.

After all, in her estimation, hearing such words would surely cause Helan Leng Yue to show fear on her face. Yet, the Leng Yue before her remained calm and leisurely, which she found somewhat difficult to accept.

"Thank you." Chen Xing readily accepted it, rubbing the spot where Tian Jiao had held her. It wasn't for any other reason, just that it felt a bit itchy.

Class was over. He pulled a turd out of the crotch of his pants, held it up in front of the teacher, and said, "Teacher, I wasn't lying to you, right?"

The environment here was very pleasant, and being in the city center, the transportation was extremely convenient. More importantly, Xixi and Duoer's school was just across the street not far away, making it very convenient for the children to go to and from school.

Yuanshi was choked with words and had nothing to say, yet he didn't want to leave. He glared at Yumei, flicked his sleeves, and turned to sit at Yumei's tea table.

This directly saved a tremendous amount of time and procedural steps for the mining operation; the split bodies no longer needed to haul the accumulated gold ore out of the mine tunnels for smelting.

His mother's concern warmed Song Yu's heart, but his wife's indifferent attitude instantly reignited his temper.

Coupled with the fact that the height, weight, and build of these three blurred figures basically matched those of their own members, Li Meihong was able to make a judgment.

Whether they were martial artists or ordinary people, as long as a shipwreck occurred within the maritime domain, the final outcome was always the same: death, with absolutely no other choice.

Qin Long did not answer Lin Feng's question. He simply took off the Nine-Dragon Gold-Python military robe draped over his shoulders and returned it to Lin Feng.

"Right, you haven't even begun to step onto the path of cultivation. This is the strength of a mortal. Everything is because of me. With me, you can slaughter some cultivators using merely mortal strength. If you begin cultivation, hehe, you will kill gods when gods block your way and buddhas when buddhas block your way. You will be terrifyingly strong," Devour said.

Because Feng Tiancai was suspected of possibly being a disease carrier, their group was taken to the infectious diseases department.

"Damn it!" Struggling, the wound on Cedric's neck was torn even wider, blood continuously flowing and spreading outward.

"I..." She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say. She had never imagined that this naive younger sister of hers would one day back her into a corner where she couldn't speak.

Cecilia reached out her fingers with some excitement. This was what Dolores had told her—a form of promise from Dolores's distant homeland.

Zheng Rui glanced through the curtain at the Marquis's Mansion's main gate. "Have someone try again." They couldn't just make a wasted trip like this for nothing.

Meng Yuanzhi swung his saber, forcing Aladdin back with a single strike, then thrust his long spear into another Karluk man who was pressing down on Zhang Zhi in close combat. He let out a chuckle, and before retracting the long spear, with a thunderous roar and before the momentum of his saber had faded, he pulled it back by sheer force and slashed toward Aladdin's head.

After speaking, Xia Chan went to the kitchen. Xia Niur sat on a small stool, watching the head chef in the kitchen cooking.

"Senior Brother, where on earth did that poison on Zhang Yuying come from? Who gave it to her?" Xiao Yao asked.

Especially Zhao Fubao. Those local ruffians were vicious and possessed a bit of martial arts skill; how could they have been beaten to such a helpless and pathetic state by the few shop assistants he had just hired?

Upon hearing Xiao Yao's words, Da Youning's pupils constricted, and his heart felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade, aching unbearably. Although he had come holding onto a sliver of final hope, in the end, that hope turned into despair. He truly envied the man who could win Xiao Yao's love, but since he could only envy, he chose to offer his blessings.

"Hmph! You look completely unreliable anyway. What's the use of saying it?" Fu Ziyue said angrily.

Medical treatment—it certainly had to be treated. It would be a pity for such a person to die; he had to be made to live in agony, to taste a thousand sins. He still wanted to harm her Ping'an—he deserved to die.

She reached out to turn off the alarm clock and dragged herself like a walking corpse to the bathroom to wash up, almost tumbling headfirst into the washbasin.

Upon learning that someone had actually incited public opinion in an attempt to drive a wedge between him and He Jiyue, he was genuinely afraid that He Jiyue would harbor resentment because of it. That was why he wanted to secretly hide it and resolve the matter himself.

Mr. Greenspan beside them, who had been chatting with the two men about their views on commodity prices, merely nodded in acknowledgment. It wasn't until there was a pause in the conversation that he picked up his cup.

At this moment, seeing that he could not escape, and bumping into Su Ming and the other, Li Fubai simply dragged them down into the water with him.

In their view, students who could utilize secret realm treasures within the Void Realm naturally possessed considerable family backgrounds.

In the first month of 51 BC, Chanyu Huhanye entered Chang'an to pay homage to the Son of Heaven. He was received with grand and enthusiastic hospitality by Emperor Xuan of Han, and was bestowed with imperial carriages, crowns, garments, swords, bows and arrows, halberds, covered carriages, gold, brocades, and silk floss, among other items. In the second month, Chanyu Huhanye returned north.

"Old Li, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will relieve you of your post right now," Zhou Tao said, delivering a slap across Li Erzhu's face while cursing.

The mirror shattered and the image vanished. The eyesore was gone, leaving only a floor of broken glass.

He said nothing more, nor did he make any promises. He simply tightened his embrace around He Jiyue even more, as if trying to melt her into his very bones and blood, interpreting his feelings through action.

Lele was also full of anticipation for our first "honeymoon trip." Although it was still several days away, from the tone of Lele's voice, I could already sense an emotion vastly different from usual.

At this moment, Yang Fan's transformation was nearing its end. His arms had completely turned into claws; not only that, Yang Fan's face began to turn a blackish-purple, and even his teeth all transformed into unusually sharp fangs, looking extremely gloomy and terrifying.