Chapter 83

The charred shell on the surface of its body might still withstand for a while, but its effect seemed negligible. Its round head gazed at the Lord of the Peculiar Festival, who had meant well but caused trouble.

Fifteen days later, at the west gate of Chaoge city in the State of Lu, dazzling sunlight poured down, scorching the earth and sky. The branches and leaves nearby reflected a faint golden glow.

Yunge, listening at the side, couldn't help but secretly roll her eyes. Who she married was up to her, wasn’t it? Even if he ascended the throne in the future, that was a matter for later—who cared what happened then?

A few minutes later, the snake’s head indeed looped back from another direction, connecting with its tail.

“How could it not work? Should Liangzi never appear before Yangyang for the rest of his life?” Liao Yue’an was nervous but insisted on her opinion.

Looking at it, power truly symbolized everything to a man. Yet, even if Chu Yan died, could he really get what he wanted?

Shao Wei was already a strikingly beautiful young woman, but she didn’t possess the soul-captivating allure that Yangliu did.

“Who told you I married the princess from a foreign land?” The anger in Dongfang Chenyan’s eyes was unmistakable.

“I can!” I gritted my teeth, for the day when everything would settle. For the promise of lifelong companionship in the days to come—what were two short months, after all?

In the summer camp, Wei Ziqing and Lan Chen sat opposite each other, the main seat occupied by Yun Lei. In full armor, he radiated an undisguisable murderous intent and sorrow.

Luo Tian forced a bitter smile but did not answer. He was thinking: if the princess was truly stunning, he would fight to the end no matter what. If she was hard to bear, a few rounds of acquaintance would suffice, sparing himself needless trouble.

She had indeed known Zhong Wuyan. Before she met him, Zhong Wuyan and her had already met, understood, and loved each other. Perhaps they had already committed their lives to one another—who could say?

Alone in the office within the military camp, Chang Lin hesitated, wondering whether he should reveal the matters of the South Sea. He pondered for a long time and decided to keep it secret for now. South China Tiger pushed open the door and entered, curious to see Chang Lin lost in thought.

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Tomato curry stewed vegetables, loach fish soup, and so on—though these dishes were made, their flavors were far from ideal. The trickiest were the mushroom stir-fried beef and loach fish soup.

The fragrance of osmanthus filled the garden, intoxicating and overwhelming. A gentle breeze carried the scent, making the beauty almost unbearable.

Huiniang, clad in thin clothes, had been chased out by Lady Li. She lingered outside for a while, then slowly shuffled her numb feet toward the kitchen.

Yinzhen was a good brother. Ouyang cared deeply for the Thirteenth Prince, his closest sibling in the royal family. Naturally, these days he was anxious as well. The imperial physicians must have been scared out of their wits by the cold-faced prince.

Lan Yun asked in puzzlement, “Don’t you want it? Why stop me?” As she spoke, she gazed at Luo Tian.

“Mother, are you going to Uncle Su’s house? I want to go with you!” Erniu tugged at his mother’s clothes, looking up hopefully.

“Thank you, Auntie.” Mo Shaojun graciously gave Jin Yunmo a gentle kiss on the cheek. Jin Yunmo stiffened, staring at Mo Shaojun—he was as gentle as Lin Ya.

Shangzhi set down her chopsticks and went to the backyard, dismantling the cart and leading the horse out.

“Why are you still as reckless as before?” Yang Chenno smiled at her bandaged foot; his sunny face was just as she remembered.

Gu Jinsheng led her people away. This attitude infuriated Lady Taifu, who, though gentle, felt Gu Jinsheng truly didn't regard her at all, and could not help but sneer coldly.

The hot springs were open-air, but since the main house was all men, it wasn’t inconvenient. Aizome Kunikatsu and the others, after a day wandering the temple fair, also joined for a soak to relieve their weariness.

“How could I toy with you? I just don’t know how to choose!” Qin Tian smiled.

Those in occupied regions lived in misery, and the original body had become an object of universal contempt.

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After Yuxi subdued the intruder, she followed her instincts and bit down directly on the person's lips.

When Bilian, with her stepping stone, arrived at the eight-gate entrance, she naturally didn’t sense Lu Yu in the spiritual source space, thinking she was the first to arrive.

The lord commander was about to bind her. If she surrendered obediently, what would await her upon return?

The difference lay in the field of vision. I observed the virus’s three eyes; two were much like ordinary humans, sunken in the sockets, with a binocular overlap of about 124 degrees.

Yet this absurd drama never ended. She didn’t know how the people she had called father and mother for over twenty years, who doted and even spoiled her, could so suddenly accept a change, so instantly alter their attitude toward her.

On one side of the hall, Da Teapot and Black Iron Hammer, two monsters beset by Huang Shi, Qin Shilang, and others, grew frantic upon seeing Alice’s arm severed by Lin Hao. Roaring furiously, they struggled, now desperate to break through at any cost.

She had no choice but to take out her phone and notify Su Tianjiao, informing her that Gao Yana had sneaked out to join them.

Thus Lin Feng darted left and right, dodging several swings of the giant axe, and finally slashed fiercely at the monster’s ankle with his chained sword.

The Second Master led the way, introducing the “Golden Crow Divine Envoy” to Fenglin City’s annual Golden Crow Festival. Seeing the envoy suddenly fly into a rage, he thought perhaps Fenglin City had failed in some aspect or provided insufficient hospitality, offending the esteemed messenger of the Golden Crow deity.

According to Louis’s speculation, since Count Lin Zhan had few friends in the imperial capital, the authorities sent Johnson, the only imperial nobleman with any connection to Lin Zhan, to come.

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