Chapter 116: Has It Been That Long?
On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, in the capital city, the streets at dusk were still bustling with pedestrians, many hurrying home. Throughout the day, from morning till night, the streets were filled with scenes of officials escorting prisoners.
Although onlookers were numerous, pointing fingers and exchanging whispers, each rumor grew wilder than the last.
Lady Lu, the principal wife of Lord Lu Weiming, locked her chamber door when the soldiers came to seize people from the mansion and hanged herself with a white cord.
The entire Shangshu residence was plunged into mourning and wails of grief.
Mao Qiu had appeared suddenly and had always lived within this secret realm; Tong Potian felt uneasy.
“I’ve said before, I am not of the Fire Feather clan. Shen Lingshuang and I came here only on a mission. However, we have changed our minds—we now choose to abandon the mission and protect Ye Feng,” Yang Yi reiterated.
Ye Feng, Murong Jinsheng, and Gu Xinghai grew solemn as well. After a brief pause, they reached a unanimous decision: they would behead Gu Tianqing.
“Elder Song, I’ll trouble you then. Those three Spirit King-level warriors are yours to handle,” Ye Feng repeated the plan from the previous day and then turned his gaze to Elder Song, entrusting him with the task.
Shen Qingwu was there to see them off. Gu Jingfeng could not accompany them out. As the carriage was about to depart, Shen Jinglan could not help but glance back, her eyes heavy with meaning.
Previously, she had not thought so deeply about the matters among colleagues at the company. But now, she understood that some things were far more complex than she had imagined.
Beneath the half-open window frame, Shen Qingwu clearly saw Haitang, clad in sheer silk and revealing all, kneeling between a man’s legs, diligently attending to him, moving her head up and down as she pressed forward. A sharp pain gripped Shen Qingwu’s chest, and nausea overwhelmed her; her legs trembled uncontrollably.
After absorbing and refining a vast amount of spiritual energy, Su Yunliang not only successfully formed a foundation platform but also stabilized her cultivation at the first stage of Foundation Establishment.
Upon hearing the sound, An Yuxi immediately turned, and the light of hope reappeared in her eyes the moment she saw her. She had long awaited Du Xin, yet since Du Xin’s hospitalization, she had never once entered her ward.
Injured? The thought suddenly brought to mind the time Feng Xuanyu had shielded her from an assassination attempt.
Open attacks are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are hard to guard against. If no one speaks out, Lin Shuran might fall victim to Mike’s treachery.
After all this, Su Shan, fearing something might happen to Lin Zhiqing, secretly assigned people to protect her, ensuring her safety.
Lan Shikang scooped half a spoon of medicinal broth, gently blowing on it to cool it before personally feeding it into Xie Danniang’s hand. The entire gesture was indescribably tender.
Su Can gasped inwardly; after all, the recipe he exchanged for the Blood Coagulation Pill required only 100 points of blood value. Yet this sheepskin scroll in his hand was worth ten times that.
“If Taozi knows someone, that’s even better. Help me get in touch—money is no object!” Gao Qiang sneered.
Thus, he roared angrily at Xia Muhan, demanding how he had come to be in such a state.
Jiang Ruyue had not yet entered the chamber when the words “Your Majesty the Empress” brought Xie Danniang’s mind back to the hands and face of Jiang Ruyue in a dream, and a sharp pain struck her abdomen once more.
“I am a divine healer. Don’t believe me? Ask your wives. If I claim to have a secret recipe, then I certainly do!” Su Mu said confidently. In truth, it was simply a formula to regulate bodily functions and acid-base balance, slightly increasing the chances of bearing a son.
Let’s see how you will wriggle in the face of evidence. If this still can’t bring you down, then heaven truly is blind.
“Oh? Any results?” The old lady’s interest was instantly piqued, though her underlying worry remained undiminished.
King Lieyang was right beside them, yet King Xuanmu casually approached to persuade him to join the Nine Princes’ faction.