Chapter 62

Feng Liancheng made a prompt decision, finalized the combat plan, and immediately pursued outward with Feng Lianshan. Meanwhile, Feng Lianhai and Feng Lianzhou hurried to the Zhengyang Hall to mobilize the Exorcist Strike Team.

"Lie down a little longer. Once the servants bring over the evening meal, we shall dine together." With extremely seductive lips curved into a smile, Leng Wuchen's gaze was filled with tenderness and warmth.

Cheng Yi feigned sleep, letting out a sigh of relief upon hearing Song Rongyue's words. Could the Princess already have someone she fancied?

Meanwhile, many reporters had also gathered inside the White House. Armed with various tape recorders, video cameras, and photographic equipment, they bravely rushed through closely guarded gates, waiting patiently for interviews, while some even resolutely joined the ranks of the militia.

Leaning against Rilard's chest, I felt somewhat anxious. Rilard was holding me so tightly at the moment that I had no time to return to the Abarnat family estate to reunite with Vivian and the others.

Perhaps both Liu'er and Fengyuan were indeed peerless beauties, each with her own distinct charm, yet only Lin Hanxi was the one he desired, the one who was wholeheartedly devoted to him, and the one meant to be his wife for this lifetime. However, at present, he could not allow their affection to continue growing unchecked; to do so would ultimately harm only her and all of them.

Even though he deeply yearned to indulge in this tenderness, a crystal-clear voice within his heart continued to warn him.

Yu Changming looked at them coldly, remaining silent for a long time. Everyone swept by his gaze guiltily lowered their heads.

I deliberately drew out the word "wife," and upon seeing Rilard's complexion change, I lowered my head and smiled secretly.

Such self-contradictory and absurd rumors saturated every place, yet Zhou Chu could not be bothered to refute them. Zhou Chu knew very well that the only correct way to handle such nonsense was for the untainted to remain untainted; if you went out of your way to explain, you would fall right into their trap, and the consequences would be extremely grave.

"Let go." He disliked anyone touching him except for Gu Bao'er—that was her exclusive privilege.

Wang Xudong assumed that upon turning his head, he would undoubtedly be met with a breathtaking, heart-pounding scene of stunning beauty. To his surprise, however, that was not the case at all.

Madam Fan hurriedly raised her head, using the candlelight to look toward the window. Seeing that the window was open and nothing seemed to be there, she figured it must have been the sound of the wind, so she lowered her head and resumed cleaning her lower body.

From an emotional standpoint, the Emperor certainly could not bear to see his biological son shoulder such near-treasonous charges; from the perspective of pros and cons, to what benefit of the royal family would it be if the princes' struggle for the throne escalated to the point of harming the common people?

One must know that without formidable capabilities, how could anyone possibly conquer so many cities of Great Jin in such a short period?

His Majesty the Emperor was dumbfounded. Had this Madam Zhang broken ties with her maiden family and defected to Rong Tang's side?

Yue Chuqi now felt that she was increasingly losing control over Wen Shang, and she was frequently left completely speechless by him.

Chen Qi's might filled them with despair. They had never found a way to counter Chen Qi, and Soros was merely a card in their hands. Until Chen Qi exposed all his trump cards, they could not be certain whether this single card of theirs could crush him.

Zi'an sighed inwardly. This excuse was truly cliché; television dramas were always played out this way.

Based on this, it was exceedingly necessary to select a secondary capital in Dongsheng Divine Continent to strengthen the imperial court's control over the territory there.

"Your Ladyship, do not be anxious. Perhaps the Emperor has simply gone for a stroll somewhere. I have already sent people to look; there might be news shortly," Li Qing persuaded, lacking in confidence.

Unexpectedly, fearing something only brings it closer—Yin Dihuang had indeed fallen, and what angered him most was that Yin Tianqi had not warned him sooner, choosing instead to keep him in the dark.

"Death is not an end; death is the greatest meaning of life; death is the supreme glory of a warrior; death is the grace of returning to the Sun Goddess," said Isato Yamato, pausing his playing of the shakuhachi. The surrounding chanting Shinto priests seemed to perceive something, their chanting voices carrying a tragic yet fanatical undertone.

Hua Fenglan gazed at him motionlessly for a long while, her pale face shaking as she repeatedly denied, "Impossible, I don't believe it."

Yinshan Niangniang would naturally "return" the Princess only after the Prince of Chu submitted a memorial to the throne, agreeing to peace negotiations with her.

In this life, they would surely never meet again. As time shifted and days turned, each would find peace apart. All grievances and rights and wrongs would vanish like smoke, and with no need to face one another, there would be no more entanglement in this predestined misfortune that should never have begun.

I calculated mentally: the Li family's Gate of Strength, the Liu family's Gate of Law, the Shen family's Gate of Commerce, and the Ge family's Gate of Medicine had already been opened. Remaining were the Guan family's Gate of Arms, the Han family's Gate of Change, the Wu family's Gate of Spirit, the Cai family's Gate of Zen, and the Zhao family's unique Gate of Mechanisms.

Huo Yankun immediately let out a miserable scream, but because his mouth was stuffed with a cloth rag, the sound came out muffled.

Mother Yue hurried into the inner chamber, emerging with an embroidered golden box. First Madam Liu opened the box, rummaged through it twice, pulled out a five-thousand-tael banknote to inspect it, hesitated for a moment, and then put it back. After groping around inside for quite a while, she finally gritted her teeth and drew out a ten-thousand-tael banknote.

Yao Cheng was choked by his collar until he could hardly breathe, his face turning a purplish liver color. Dizziness overwhelmed him, and he struck out fiercely at Lord Yongyi's hand.

"Do you need my help?" Thirty meters away, the Stone Monkey clutched his stone staff and asked with the air of an elder detached from worldly affairs.

Suppressing the smile on his face, Cui Feng hastily changed the subject: "I only wonder where this Cui Feng currently resides, whether he is dead or alive." He used this remark to fish for information, hoping to glean what others guessed about his current whereabouts.