Volume 1, Chapter 33: Li Tai's Scheme

It was only vomiting blood; it was not as though he truly intended to take his life. Besides, only when he was gravely ill would those people lower their guard and reveal more of their weaknesses.

He even specifically ordered people to keep a close watch on the Prince of Wei’s movements.

That evening, news suddenly spread through the epidemic-stricken district that the honeysuckle had been stolen. Panic seized the people, and the district, which had finally settled down, once again descended into chaos.

In particular, the military banners of the Northwest Marquis and the Feitian Marquis were here. If Cloud-Rubbing Pass were captured, they might even seize the leaders of these two rebel armies. There was all the more reason not to let the pass go.

Lu Zhifeng was a representative of the Suzhou school of carving, so he naturally lived in the Suzhou area. Suzhou was not far from Jinling, and in order to secure the entire shipment, he had already set out the previous night, not long after receiving Chu Nan’s call.

He seized Liuxin with one hand and pushed her toward the exit of the council hall. Xing Tian Dafeng and the others followed closely behind Xia Jie, their expressions solemn as they departed.

“Since you have come, sit down.” His manner remained cold, but the sharp force in his presence had lessened somewhat.

Suddenly, black and white radiance appeared in Wu Yong’s hands. He first caught the remnant soul of Extreme Cold in both palms, then dragged it behind him.

Under the immersion of the spirit spring, the spiritual energy within my body seemed to have gained a consciousness of its own. Following my meridians, it flowed freely through every corner of my body.

Chu Nan had originally intended to cut open those rough jade stones, but the electricity had not yet been connected, so the cutting machine could not be started. He had no choice but to set the matter aside and prepare for other things first.

For a cultivator, the greatest fear was violating an oath. If one broke a vow, inner demons could easily descend at a critical moment in cultivation, leading to the destruction of one’s path and the loss of one’s life.

When she returned, she would certainly bring them more of the things they needed.

Jiajia snatched up the hand that Shen Shilin had touched earlier and pressed it against her chest, refusing to let him touch it. Shen Shilin reached out and pinched Jiajia’s cheek. Do not seek help.

She could no longer hear me. I pressed down on her hand, which would not stop bleeding, lifted her from the bathtub, and dragged her onto the floor. Seeing the blood pouring from her wrist like tap water, I struggled to pick up the phone I had just thrown to the ground and dialed the hospital.

I was a little flustered and instinctively reached for my phone to make a call. Shen Shilin appeared on the stairs opposite me, on the second floor. Wearing only a shirt, he looked at me expressionlessly.

Perhaps we would create a legend, becoming the only imperial couple in history whose harem held one empress and no consorts. But to achieve that legend, we would have to pay an even greater price.

“It was brewed by our own family.” Old Le knew the allure of this wine; otherwise, he would never have exchanged medicinal herbs for it.

The princess concealed the fear in her heart and did not dare think any further. She merely said that there had absolutely been no poisoning and asked Eunuch Liu to rest assured.

Wang Zeliang called out to us and entered the courtyard first. The three of us hurried after him. I had heard that old residences in the past were full of winding passages and eighteen turns, and that anyone who failed to keep up could easily get lost. I did not want them to mistake me for someone plotting mischief.

“Brother Lou, what are you trying to do?” Jiang Yunshu asked, pressing her lips together. Her heart was uneasy and troubled. She had clearly wanted very much to see him, but now that she had, Jiang Yunshu no longer knew how to face Lou Qianchen.

The bound men all wore expressions of terror and regret. They had never imagined that things would turn out this way.

Xia Weiyi took the menu from Feng Yichen’s hand and happily asked, “Can we order anything we want?” Her face shone with a brilliant, radiant smile.

He hesitated for a while. Then the phone stopped ringing, and he seemed to let out a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to call Brother Leopard, the phone rang again.

Lin Siqi pushed the microphone into her hand, pulled her up, and shoved her outside. Unable to refuse any longer, Lan Jinyi had no choice but to sing a song by Tsai Chin. “I like this song.” The meaning was perfectly clear: it was a solo.