Bold scoundrel! How dare you dally with this princess!

The Emperor flipped through the ledger with a stern face, the more he read, the less he could bear, until he was on the verge of laughter—laughing out of pure rage.

People had gone there of their own accord, and the money came from holiday greetings and longevity gifts as filial piety; it all sounded entirely reasonable and compliant with the rules.

Yet, after dismissing more than two hundred estate guards, not a single one sought another livelihood, and every last one of them went straight to the rebellious Prince Shou's mansion.

Year in and year out, gifts amounting to a hundred and thirty thousand taels of silver were sent. How truly generous and filial his Prince Jing was! Why had he never seen him send a single cash to his own imperial father?

The Emperor was utterly—

"There is no need, I am getting up right now. I wonder if anyone has been handling clan affairs during this time. This concerns thousands of people of the Zheng family!" Zheng Ze's weak voice came through as he tried to put on his clothes and get up.

His frame might not have been broad, but at this moment, it offered her her only peace. That sturdy, warm scent unique to a man suddenly enveloped her fragile, near-collapse self. Clinging to him like a drowning person clutching the only straw of hope, she gripped the front lapel of his imperial dragon robe tightly, refusing to let go.

Fei Yihan took her other hand in turn, cradling both of her hands within his palms and lifting them to his chest. His brows and eyes relaxed, his azure eyes filled with absolute devotion.

"Perhaps if you kill her, you will one day regret it yourself. Have you not noticed that within her body, there seems to be a breath identical to ours? It is merely too faint and negligible to be easily perceived," Aunt Lan said.

Amidst the marshlands stood colossal continental patches of earth, wide enough for a person to embrace. Their tree trunks were withered and split, with branches sprawling in all directions like dead timber; yet paradoxically, the foliage atop their crowns was extraordinarily dense, blotting out the sunlight. Beneath the canopies, the atmosphere was eerie and terrifying, littered with the dried skeletons of those who had perished in this mire. The bleached bones of oxen, horses, sheep, men, tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves could be seen everywhere.

Who would have thought that a single opinion, a chance encounter, and a beautiful misunderstanding would lead them from meeting to knowing each other, and finally to falling in love? Yet, when the truth was laid bare before everyone, they realized that the destinies of these two could never be intertwined.

Mu Biwei let out a subtle sigh of relief. Perhaps because the greatest problem since entering the palace finally showed a promise of being resolved—even if through the hand of another, having obtained Nie Yuansheng's promise—her heart lightened, and she suddenly felt the surrounding air grow gradually cold.

I gasped for breath in huge gulps, cold sweat instantly soaking through my clothes. But this place was no spot to linger; I had better make my escape. Thoroughly frightened out of my wits, I grabbed the keys and managed to start the car only after several attempts. My legs felt almost too weak to press down on the accelerator, and while backing up, I nearly crashed into someone else's vehicle.

Because Ji Shen had successfully hunted a tiger all by himself today, he was in exceptionally high spirits. Upon seeing the golden fox, he felt that this day had not been wasted at all. Moreover, out of regard for Princess Xuanning's standing, he casually pardoned his offense, bestowed several rewards upon Lou Xun, and praised him as a youth of great promise.

Nie Yuansheng offered a faint smile, picked up his bowl, and drained the chicken broth in one breath. From the bottom of the food box, however, he took out a larger bowl, filled it to the brim, and handed it to her. Seeing him with such a hearty appetite, Mu Biwei felt a surge of joy and continuously added dishes to his bowl, while seizing the opportunity to hardly touch her own congee.

Now, no one knew where she was; they only knew she was of Huaxia stock. Taking such a name, especially with the character "Hua", clearly marked her as a person of the Hua nation.

Since William had already perceived Caesar's ambition and knew that the man harbored disloyal intentions, it was naturally impossible for him to support Caesar's power as he had in the past. Therefore, William washed his hands of the matter, brushing off the vast majority of Caesar's requests and granting only a small fraction of his appeals for funds and provisions.

Secondly, Pogjun's ability to conceal his aura was simply too formidable. The Void Emperor's Scripture already possessed the property of aura concealment, which was further compounded by the cloud-escaping technique Pogjun practiced, which served the exact same purpose. With these two factors combined, Xingya, who was likewise only at the Soul Bud realm, stood no chance of seeing through his cultivation level.

"Sentry posts of this kind are not ordinary sentry posts; they are clearly keeping watch for the approach of enemies," Baili Ren said.

"The Hundred-Twining Binding Lock," Yulongzi struck a mesmerizing and seductive combat posture as ripples of water power surged forth, winding tightly toward the Level 5 spirit beast, the Ash-Rock Giant Ape.