Chapter 26: The Imperial Consort Promotes

Night had fallen, and the stars shone faintly beside the bright moon. Inside the Eastern Palace’s Crown Prince’s sleeping quarters, the situation was such that the maidservants standing guard outside blushed furiously. Xiao Dengzi shot them a slight glare and sent several of them away.

The night passed swiftly.

Jinxiu brought her attendants inside, distributing...

During this time, Jian Mingxuan and Madam Zhang knocked on the door. Half-awake and half-asleep, she couldn’t muster the energy to respond. When the door was opened, she saw that the pastries and noodles left on the chair had already grown cold.

He Muzhe waited restlessly outside the seaside villa for Jian Yijun, but she never came. Yet he was constrained by Mu Zhijun’s previous orders: no one was allowed inside the villa. Helpless, he called Jian Yijun once more.

Jia Sidao considered the matters that this so-called Prince of Dali had come to discuss, but he could not simply accept favors without offering anything in return. If the prince’s request proved impossible, he was still a foreign royal; offending the Emperor’s brother-in-law would be difficult to explain.

In stark contrast stood Su Chen and Wan Qi Longxi. Su Chen pressed her lips together tightly, refusing to let herself cry.

He held a cotton swab in his other hand, gently pressing it to the wound on my elbow, forcing me to remain still for fear of aggravating the injury.

“The process of splitting the soul went smoothly, but its drawbacks are apparent. My body is extremely weak, and I can handle nothing for some time; I need to recuperate.”

Jian Yijun glanced at Mu Dongyou, shooting Wen Youheng a warning look, signaling him not to speak carelessly.

Moreover, Ling Yefeng had his own reasons for acting as he did. From mutation to adulthood, he had hardly trained; if he had reached human form without enduring even a single tribulation, disaster was inevitable, his path through life would scarcely be peaceful.

He often stood alone before the window, gazing absentmindedly at the sky, sometimes for an entire day.

That feeling was as if one had become a river, slowly merging into the boundless sea, gradually assimilating and becoming a part of it.

Two monks, identical in appearance, faced each other from a distance of ten yards, both with grave expressions, as if confronting a formidable enemy.

Although Grandmother Jia was the ancestor and Lady Wang the mother, state protocol outweighed familial custom, and they could only kneel respectfully to pay their homage.

Eating multiple types of food simultaneously might provoke a chain reaction; even if a single food lacked a certain property, combining them could bring it out. For example, eating watermelon and drinking beer together might be excessively diuretic, putting extra strain on the kidneys.

“Money? There is no money! Working for Brother Fu, how could I expect payment? He is the big brother I will follow for life.” Huzi’s face was bathed in a holy glow, his devotion unwavering.

Dongfang Yunyang drew a deep breath, his consciousness stirred, and at once, a strange curtain of light appeared before him.

The shadow had not yet reacted when the vicious scissors swept upward, slicing off its entire left shoulder. After pulling away to gain distance, it accelerated once more, this time aiming directly for its head, or rather, the skin of its face.

Yi’ai’s consciousness grew faint and blurred, yet inexplicably, she found herself praising her adversary as though it were only natural.

Of course, there were quite a few effeminate men as well, but Dou Wei had never found such types appealing and so he ignored them entirely.

The host is requested to seize the trophy in the Triumvirate Championship within the allotted time, and to restore Mr. Ridell’s physical body in the diary.

They were likely already bewitched, willing to overturn heaven and earth for their illusionary aspiration to become immortals.

Aside from Xingman, Alexander, and Daniel, only Huo Xuetong was aware; the rest knew nothing. All media contact was handled by Alexander, so naturally no one disturbed Quan Shengnan’s life.

What I didn’t expect was that the next morning, Xia Junfan came to me and said he’d thought of a way, something we could try. If it worked, our troubles would be instantly resolved. If not, things wouldn’t be any worse than they are now.