Chapter 27

Xiao Shuyi shook her head, forcing herself to wake up. Even if her great master treated her well, it was only because of their master-disciple relationship; everything else was completely false.

Grand Eunuch Wei twitched his eyelids, utterly unable to believe what the wise and formidable emperor had just said. The emperor, in all his age and dignity, wanted him, the Grand Director of the Directorate of Ceremonies, to snatch a snack from a county mistress?

Meanwhile, the Blood-Eyed Ink Toad beside them was even more excited, its eyes filled with greed, saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth as it kept hopping up and down. Judging by its posture, if it could get its hands on that venom core, it would definitely swallow it in one gulp.

Now that the words were finally out, Mu Lige felt a great deal of relief. She let out a breath with a smile at the corners of her mouth, a hint of anticipation faintly visible in her eyes.

Li Xiaoshang found it somewhat hard to believe. There were simply too many legends surrounding the Ghost Doctor Ancestor; in the eyes of the mortal world, this was a being that transcended both humans and demons, yet such a figure was taking the initiative to show goodwill.

At the end was a locked storage room. At this moment, Mue also walked over, holding the keys in his hand.

After waiting for about three minutes, just when I thought she wouldn't reply, her response finally came through.

Yuwan Bay, located twenty li outside the royal capital, was originally a fishing village dock. Following the establishment of the Malacca Kingdom, because of its protruding bizarre rocks, steep cliffs, lush greenery covering the mountains, and interspersed red flowers and green grass with beautiful scenery, it was listed as a major scenic spot.

Hua Mian was startled, only then remembering that she was currently disguised as a man, so she decided to play along and said, "There is always a first time for everything, my lord might as well give it a try." Her eyes bloomed with a seductive charm, captivating and soul-stirring.

Ever since the moment she watched that brocade-uniformed guard holding the colorful embroidered ball walk into the gate of Chunxiang Pavilion, Yin Ruoxue had been inexplicably restless.

This was for the best. Since many people already associated him with his elder sister, recognizing his talent for studying, even if he suddenly made a name for himself in the field of martial research, it wouldn't seem too abrupt or attract too much attention.

Three hundred matchlock musketeers leaned on their long firearms, standing in the open ground according to their respective formations. Upon seeing Gan Hui, who was surrounded by others and glowing with reflected light, even the soldiers who had not seen him before could guess who he was, and they collectively executed a military salute under the leadership of their flag-sentinel officers.

Zuo Zuzhi and Huai Ming drifted past leisurely, somehow feeling that they had been chosen to attend the meeting simply because their strength was lacking.

Qiao Yuchen shouted at the top of his lungs. Behind him, Nangong Yixiao and the other nine heard Qiao Yuchen calling them and immediately lined up in a single file.

The Red Scorpion had originally been on guard against Han Mo killing Bai Yi, preparing to open fire the moment Han Mo made a move. However, he never expected that Han Mo would defy all conventional logic by tossing Bai Yi aside and launching an assault on him instead.

In just the blink of an eye, the people in the hall had either fled or fainted. Those who truly couldn't run and couldn't faint hid behind the gambling tables, staying far away from Han Mo, Poison, and the others.

Even though it was the middle of the night, everyone was brimming with alertness—a hyper-awareness stimulated by the presence of danger.

Moreover, that very year, he had forwarded Ruoyun's initial letter to Feng Yulou, but never sent any of the subsequent ones. Furthermore, he had intercepted all the letters sent by Feng Yulou. He felt that doing this served two purposes: first, it would create some misunderstandings between the two, and second, it would allow Feng Yulou to slowly fade out of Ruoyun's life.

With the synchronized resounding of bells and drums and lingering auspicious melodies, Zhan Changsheng and the other four entered the Ancestral Master Hall and stood in a line. Up above, the three masters burned incense, performed rituals, and handed down precepts, creating an atmosphere of majestic solemnity.

Hearing this, Zhan Changsheng was quite astonished, though it did not affect her retort, "This orphan knows why the Six Paths Heavenly Venerate went to the netherworld. Let alone the return of Yuhao's true spirit, even if his physical body were to return, this orphan would disdain to resort to assassination."

What Lin Daiyu wanted was Jia Baoyu's sincere heart, while what Xue Baochai desired was the status of Baoyu's lawful wife.

Perhaps the storeowner had one thousand unsellable items in stock, or perhaps the storeowner only had one or two final sets of box-damaged, defective goods.

Wu Jinsong, who had always considered himself part of the upper class, actually held a deep contempt in his heart for anything associated with live streamers and internet celebrities.

However, doing good deeds within one's capacity was still vastly better than actively doing evil and facing retribution and punishment. This was why many wealthy people loved to be "philanthropic," a practice that Lady Wang was also fond of engaging in.

On a meteorite somewhere in the starry sky, the Dark Tyrannosaurus clone looked at Gu Santong with a blank expression, half-doubting whether his ears had heard correctly.

The surrounding commoners were clueless; Moon Full Tower was renowned throughout Yunzhao, and they had no idea how it could have offended the royal family.

Silence persisted for another moment, and then Ling Tian's pupils suddenly shrank drastically, because at this time, he saw the void ahead rippling with wave after wave of fluctuations.

"Thank you for knocking on the door." Mu Jingyue's opening words turned out to be precisely this, and she immediately turned around and entered the room.

Shui Xiuying was about to collide with Rong Qi, so she intentionally spoke first to divert his attention. Never had she expected Rong Qi to simply bypass her and walk toward Duan Ruxia, causing Shui Xiuying's complexion to instantly turn ashen.

Jun Ying touched the head that had been struck by Yin Wan. Because of the stinging pain, tears were already swirling in her eyes, but she had to forcefully hold them back.

Zhu Tianyun thought about it and realized it made sense. Arriving outside the school gates, he found a family-run guesthouse and entered the room under the strange, judgmental gaze of the guesthouse owner—after all, the guesthouse next to a university usually catered to couples.

The big black bull did not reply, its gaze flashing with an eerie light as it seemed to smile bizarrely at that exact moment.

Because Lady Ning had delayed the itinerary, the Old Madam was extremely displeased and her attitude toward Lady Ning deteriorated. As for why the Old Madam didn't care about the child in Lady Ning's belly, the Duan residence already had two young masters after all; furthermore, even if Lady Ning gave birth to a young son, he would only be of concubine-born status. How could the Old Madam possibly value that so highly?

As for the matter of cooperation, that was something Young Master Han should worry about; she only needed to maintain a good relationship with Sophie.

He acted frivolous in front of her while appearing elegant in front of others, presenting two completely different faces before and after people. Such an Yin Shaotang inevitably made her wonder if he was truly trustworthy.

"Stop hitting yourself, I didn't blame you." Lin Mo finally couldn't help but grab Zhu Tianyun's hand, where a clear red handprint was visibly etched on his face.

Yang Zhengyang blinked, clearly failing to follow the train of thought, and felt that Xu Beibei was talking about something completely different from what he had in mind.