Volume 1, Chapter 25: I Am More Than Willing to Serve Wan'er

"According to the gossip from Chengqian Court, the woman was carried back to the Prince's bedchamber by His Highness again. No one knows why she left only to return."

"I heard her neck was wrapped in a strip of white cloth, as if she had suffered some injury, and she was unconscious when His Highness carried her."

Ji Qingmei frowned slightly, looking at the maid's face, a wicked smile slowly pulling at the corners of her lips.

She knew what Xie Chang was secretly plotting, and that it involved not only Xi Jing and Shen Yu, but even the Third Prince was part of it.

Hearing no response, Lang Zhan turned his head to look at Ke'er and could not help but be startled. Ke'er was disheveled, with a messy, bird's-nest-like head of hair, but that was nothing. However, why was his face so haggard, and why did his eyes seem to be filled with a complex blend of indignation and sorrow?

After pacifying Fu Wan, he planted a seed in the heart of Fa Zheng and even formed an alliance with Yizhou.

Having gained so many benefits for nothing, he naturally could not tell others, so outsiders remained in the dark. By around the third watch, Wu Kui, Zhou Zhi, and the others successfully crossed the river and reached the foot of the mountain. They landed on the far side, the very spot where Old Man Liu fished.

Ying Luo was never one for verbal sparring; to her, the whimperings of a loser were nothing more than a personal anthem.

Shortly thereafter, they were dragged out of the room. Seeing this, Mu Yu, Ben Lei, and Lie Dian also stepped outside.

Sun Quan and Zhou Yu both glared at the general who had spoken. Both men were shrewd and realized the situation instantly. Liu Xiu’s answer certainly could not have been favorable; otherwise, Lu Su would not have remained silent.

Having escaped death, Gu Feng calmly analyzed the situation, yet his actions led him to charge straight at the blood-drenched black panther.

Devoid of any emotion, it was pure magic power, its latent strength enough to affect the soul.

A warm feeling filled Liu Xiu's heart; the concern from Master Pang De gave him a sense of kinship he had not felt in a long time.

With the door open and being in the office, they could not get too close or act too intimately, so they could only convey their feelings through their eyes.

As Black Fire Dao Venerable spoke, he and Zong Ze descended together, though Zong Ze’s eyes inadvertently swept over the two cultivators sitting on the steps.

"It is Xun Lingyu. She was frightened into unconsciousness, and we had to carry her the whole way," Bing Qianche took over the conversation, speaking with a helpless tone.

Chao Cuo knew full well that the road to curtailing the power of the vassal kings was fraught with uncertainty, but regardless, this task, which would affect generations to come, had to be completed by his hand. Now that he had cleared the hurdle of the Emperor, tomorrow's court resolution would be little more than a formality.

After this sensation lasted for about ten breaths of time, when Ye Fan reappeared, he was already in a strange, ancient forest.

"Cousin, what nonsense are you spouting?" Upon hearing her cousin’s words, Song Yanwu’s ears turned bright red with shame. Honestly, it was just a blind date; whether Brother Tianyu was willing or not was a separate matter entirely.

Thinking of her own unfortunate circumstances and the long, unpredictable life path ahead, and remembering her beloved Qian Hongwei, sorrow welled up within her, and she began to weep before her own elongated, distorted shadow.

Bai Zhan knew that the other supreme treasure of heaven and earth mentioned by the Undead Qilin was the black shadow inside the Death Maze—the very shadow with whom he had made a deal.

"Retreat! Do not continue to lose levels pointlessly!" the opposing Berserker shouted, retreating with his battle axe in hand.

At this moment, Bai Zhan took out all the Undead Essence Blood he had obtained in the Undead Monarch’s palace. Finally, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he swallowed all of the Undead Essence Blood in one go.

Heartbroken, she went to the rooftop of the municipal government building. She hated everything about Lu Junjie and hated heaven for tearing her and Yang Feng apart. Now, disfigured as she was, she no longer had the face to see Yang Feng, even though she was finally free.