Chapter 36: Zhao Su’s Wrath

For nearly five months, the four provinces of Henan, Hebei, Dongshan, and Huaiyin had not seen a single drop of rain.
Such a grave matter, yet the court was utterly unaware.
"Little Deng, send someone to the Inner Cabinet at once and have all memorials from these four provinces over the past four months thoroughly examined. See if there are any reports of disasters," Zhao Su commanded upon returning to the Eastern Palace.
Little Deng...
After the plane circled once in the sky, it flew straight in that direction. In no time, the situation below unfolded before everyone’s eyes.
During the initial treatment phase, Lady Bi always sent someone to accompany the illusionists, apprehensive that secrets of the Bi family might leak from Bi Yuntian’s mental world. After all, a person’s memory system is intimately connected to their mind.
The pregnant Ice Ape, wild with rage, charged toward the watchtower, desperate for vengeance for her husband. Yet, after only a few fierce moves, the agitation stirred her womb, slowing her actions. The flaws exposed were opportunities Feng Qinglang would not let slip.
Jiao Xing’s greatest misery was not knowing what Ming Fei wanted from her before she would be released. She gazed at Ming Fei’s tranquil sleeping face, stood in a daze for a while, then sighed, gathered Ming Fei’s discarded clothes, and carried them out to wash.
If you won’t talk, then so be it—let’s see who can hold out longer. Xia Ruixi smiled softly, turned away, sat by the other window, and enjoyed the scenery, occasionally chatting with her maids, finding contentment in her own way.
Later, after the major “7.27” incident, Zuo Jiang’s father, Zuo Zheng, was removed from office. Her mother, Li Shuyuan, grew anxious and angry, and from then on never mentioned the mink coat again, until she passed away in sorrow.
At this moment, Feiyun was putting this very principle to use. He didn’t need any lightfoot techniques; his sword was the perfect weapon. The sword twisted and coiled so wildly, it was impossible to tell whether it was a sword or a whip. If a sword, how could it bend so much? If a whip, how could it be held straight across his chest?
“Husband, you’re spoiling Yu’er like this,” Su Rong’s face radiated happiness, though her words chided him.
Ou Xin She understood his mother’s intent—it was merely to spite the Bai family, even the name had to surpass theirs. He laughed heartily and departed.
Her surprise was well concealed; her expression remained blank as she waited for the squirrel to speak again.
“Master Yu, what’s happening?” Zhao Hongtao crowded next to the uncut jade, but Yu Xuan blocked his view. He could not see what was occurring with the stone.
Still wounded by past events, Yun Man now faced suspicion from her beloved as well as her friend. Her resentment for Yan Ruo grew, and she began to hate the world itself.
“No!” Vanessa shouted, shielding Reina with her body. Brandt looked at Vanessa. In the instant their eyes met, the prince saw more apology and avoidance than affection in the princess’s gaze. He understood everything.
When he finally saw what was causing the sound at the center of the lake, Bo Lü gasped, panic-stricken, stumbling backward until his back slammed against a tree trunk with a dull thud. Only then did he stop.
Staring at the distant sky, Bu Qianhuai was determined to harbor hatred. After all, the punishment for staking out territory was severe, and with more than a year left, there was enough time to finish the task. But with lessons learned, he resolved to act swiftly—delay might bring disaster.
With only a finger, Bu Qianhuai’s last remaining left arm was broken. Yet at that moment, his right hand formed a fist, striking the man’s crown with such speed that, despite the man’s postnatal cultivation, he was unable to dodge.