Chapter 105: Storms Brewing

I Really Don’t Want to Be Emperor Master of Hidden Treasures 1318 words 2026-04-13 14:03:33

Before long, Little Deng emerged carrying a wooden box about the size of both hands. "Your Highness, this is the wooden box sent by the Noble Consort."

"And the key?" Zhao Su asked, noticing the box was locked.

Little Deng shook his head. "The Noble Consort only sent the box, no key."

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Flustered, he hurriedly stood up, realizing he shouldn’t have quibbled with someone who was ill. He couldn’t help but regret it deeply.

If his situation hadn’t been so unusual and his favorability hadn’t started at over sixty, he would now be facing the same fate as everyone else.

Not only him, another soldier had also fallen victim to the wasps, bearing several fresh wounds.

Escorted by eunuchs to Deshan Hall, when the two arrived, they found many officials’ families already present, and Song Qingqing among them, which greatly eased Lin Baor’s mind.

Jing Mian was led upstairs. Unfamiliar with the layout of the inn, he wanted to ask why they were going up when going out seemed like it should be down.

In the parlor, on the sofa, Su Qingli, dressed in a pale blue gown and appearing as flawless as a celestial being, seemed to have been waiting for some time.

Da Dong arrived with provisions, glancing at Lin Zhou, hesitating to speak—he clearly had seen the trending video.

Half a year ago, Da Hu had latched onto the county magistrate’s nephew, and now he had come specifically to collect a debt.

Though Gu Huaiyu occasionally sat beside him to play games, when President Gu was around, Shen Qing generally avoided voice chats with the team members.

After registering, Niu San didn’t go home immediately but headed to the recruitment office. There were barely any people there, only a few curious onlookers, so Niu San didn’t have to queue and directly approached Ma Xuan, the recruiter.

Without him, Li Keyong would not have been able to retreat so easily; Yang Yan and Yang Miao would likely be doomed by now.

The third eye now opened and closed at will, no longer appearing automatically with the evil dragon’s awakening. He no longer feared the evil eye exploiting any weakness.

Not long ago, people had lived here, but after Lü Yan’s massacre, Cangzhou City was left desolate—every house empty and abandoned.

Upon hearing the word “wine,” Zhang Xuanling immediately clapped his hands joyfully, but then his eyes caught sight of a boy about thirteen or fourteen on the street.

Even though the two were deep in a snow cave, they could hear everything clearly. It seemed someone inside the Happiness Base was using some amplification device.

The match was already hard to call; seeing Li Cunren seemed willing to stop, Shangguan Yunque decided not to press further.

Reflecting on the previous life, Shen Moyan sighed deeply—she truly knew little about Li Yue’s other half. Though she had been reborn, unfortunately, her foolishness and stubbornness in the past had severed all ties with everyone.

Chu Xiaoran held Shen Mingmei tightly; in the throes of passion, his strength was naturally much greater.

You don’t realize until you see it, and then you’re shocked. The office was astonishingly large! Rows of cubicles formed a makeshift labyrinth, but fortunately, arrows indicated the route clearly.

Liu Yong was genuinely helpless now. He hadn’t expected such a simple trip to be met with a “closed door” from Xie Li’s obsessive fan. It was like receiving a slap in the face right outside his own home.

But before the beam of light struck the dark heart, Mu Rong’s eyes shimmered with a strange, demonic darkness. The blackness in her gaze rippled outward like waves.

This situation had been anticipated by Tanya, but if possible, she truly hoped it would not come to this. For the next steps might be difficult to manage and risk turning the obedient princess into an enemy, making it all the harder to hide her away again.