Chapter 63: Dreaming About It Constantly

Had Xu Qinghuan been a native of this era, she would be worrying about her reputation right now; once a young woman's reputation is ruined, her path forward becomes extremely narrow.

In other words, if Xu Qinghuan's name were to become linked with Jiang Xingye, she might be forced to marry him.

The people in the carriage cast meaningful glances at Xu Qinghuan and Jiang Xingye.

Wang Hongyan felt a deep sense of resentment within her heart; she was the belle of the production brigade, while Jiang Xingye was the most—

"Yes, yes, yes..." This time, the shopkeeper did not dare to utter any more nonsense and hurriedly ran off in person to dispense the medicine. Pulling out all the stops, he prepared several large packages and brought them over.

Grand Eunuch Fuxi scurried outward in a panic, while Aunt Lanyue cradled the Empress Dowager, shedding tears while helping to soothe her breath.

"Very well, my narration is finished, please enjoy," the old steward said as he gently placed the two gourds onto the table on the right-hand side.

Everyone raised their heads one after another, only to discover that the enemies who had been flaunting their might across the skies moments ago were now plunging downward, as if smashed down by some unseen force. The Huaxia soldiers instinctively cast their gazes upon the leading man at the very front.

She had originally expected many people outside to point fingers at her, but upon going out, she found it was not like that at all. Everyone still smiled and nodded at her, unlike rural folk who would point fingers right to your face.

Yingxiang was blessed with striking looks and was only around fourteen or fifteen years old. Her skin was so tender it seemed water could be squeezed out of it. Upon seeing Xu Yan, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes shimmered with springtime allure, her expression hesitant yet expressive, making anyone who laid eyes upon her yearn to pull her into their embrace and cherish her.

Because she could not flee while carrying so many wounded soldiers, she had to fight alongside them until the very last moment.

Lingshang sent letters back every year, though she had never returned in person. Mu Jing would also visit the Grand Princess Huayang on Lingshang's behalf.

As for Qin Xuanyuan, he did not know whether he should bring it up, seeing as Qin Xuanyuan had already ceded the credit to Yang Batian.

The Dowager's expression stiffened; she had not expected Qin Xuanyuan to still produce a contract, which somewhat displeased her.

Although the men in black wanted to attack Qin Xuanyuan, the three directions of east, north, and west were guarded by Azure Dragon and the others, preventing anyone from breaking through to reach Qin Xuanyuan.

When she finally headed out, Lin Wan felt a sour ache in her nose, gripped by an indescribable sense of distress.

Luo Ming saw that Yang Ziying was terrified, so he quickly grabbed her right palm and smiled at her.

"That is because I have a way to control it... If it were given to you, you wouldn't be able to control it at all!" Emperor Lin mused aloud.

Some people were just like that—clearly appearing carefree and frivolous, yet capable of shining brightly in a specific field.

Yuan Shao could be considered a typical schemer; it was not until the emergence of Dong Zhuo that his grand ambitions in Luoyang were ruined at the final hurdle.

Quan Mosheng clenched her hands tightly at her sides, her nails digging into her palms, yet she felt no pain at all.

"Your Highness, I truly wish to help His Highness, because the Divine Wood Army was extricated from danger with his assistance. Even just to repay a favor, this is what I ought to do." Mu Ye offered an explanation, but Murong Nuo felt this statement was not the complete truth.

Yinfeng and the others set out early. Originally, they thought they would be the first to reach the assembly point, but it turned out to be quite time-consuming when walking step by step.

From the West Garden to the Red Leaf Inn, halfway through the journey, Ye Qingcheng noticed a faint sound coming from the corner of a giant tree. She stepped forward and parted the bushes directly, only to find a shivering servant crouching on the ground.

"Medicinal herbs can sell for that much money?" Xu Chuyun remembered that when she used to help that smelly old man gather herbs, they only fetched anywhere from dozens to hundreds of silver coins, and on a rare occasion, a few gold coins.

After they departed, everything seemed to return to peace, and the smoke of battle slowly dissipated. Only then did Xiyan set his mind at ease, immediately shifting his gaze toward Bing Ningyan and the others.

"I have no desire to bid them farewell. One day, I will trample all of you beneath my feet." With that, Ye Yiyi strode toward the outside.