Volume 1, Chapter 32: Zhangsun Wuji, The Intrusion of a Military General

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Logically speaking, this banquet at the Mansion of Eternal Happiness was the first time the family had hosted the capital's nobility. If Zhang Lian had been present, even setting aside the banquet itself, he alone could have dispelled more than half of the rumors that had been circulating.

Xiao Xiuying pondered for a moment and nodded, prompting Mother Liu to signal to Qingping and Qianping to lead the guests away.

"Aside from handing me this letter, did the Third Young Lady have no other instructions?" Xiao Xiuying asked softly, ignoring the letter Yiting was offering her.

Since the couple were both hearty eaters, the two large portions Nuan Nuan had prepared were certainly enough to satisfy them. Though it was said that Nuan Nuan had been making lunch lately, this was actually only the second time she had done so.

"Xiuxiu, don't be afraid. Both Second Brother and Third Brother are here; we will protect you and Sister Yiyi," Xize said, gently patting Yun Xiuxiu's head with a soft voice.

Old Master Yu walked toward the door, his pace slowing down, perhaps waiting for a polite "walk slowly, no need to see me out, do come again." However, by then, Father Le had already begun conversing with the Prefect.

For these past days, they had treated each other with the utmost respect, their only focus being the safe delivery of their child.

The villagers were all from Yue Family Fort and relied on the fort for survival. Without it, their lives would have been even more arduous. Master Yue thought nothing of it, and since Xiao Yu had shaved his head and donned monk’s robes, performing his role with a benevolent and compassionate air, many villagers came to believe in him.

In truth, if she had simply harbored a secret, silent affection for Gu Jingshen, that would have been one thing. But for her to come and provoke her? Then she truly could not be blamed for what followed.

Once Xiao Zhanfeng left, Nuan Nuan and Su Qiao began cleaning the house. The structure, which had been showing its age, was gradually reinforced by Su Qiao using his earth-based supernatural abilities, and he even replaced the rotting beams and pillars.

"They are likely just playing along with the ruse," A'Che said nonchalantly, not giving it much thought.

At this moment, no one doubted the Fatty's every move; everyone assumed he was a formidable Battle Saint hiding his true strength.

"We, your subjects, welcome His Highness the Crown Prince back to the capital in triumph," Leng Yutan said, bowing his head and taking the lead in the greeting.

Su Yuqing and Zhou Xueqi looked over simultaneously to see the Fifth Princess standing under a cherry-blossom tree, surrounded by a large retinue of servants—a truly grand display.

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This was because Nian Nu Jiao Hailanzhu had become pregnant, causing the Gu poison within her to naturally transfer to the fetus. Thus, the Lovesickness Gu lost its purpose. As Nalan Mingrui’s consciousness gradually escaped the control of the parasite, he began to remember his past.

"I am to go to Julong City?" Luo Xingchen was startled by the news. It was clear that the elders of the Star Sanctuary had reached a decision to support the Federal Government.

Overjoyed, the Emperor waved his hand and summoned his ministers to help draft exam topics. To ensure no one fell behind, he ordered them to eat and sleep within the palace until his son had finished overseeing the examinations.

"If that is truly the case, it also suggests that they have been living together in this base for a long time," Spread said thoughtfully after listening to Atlas.

If a formal imperial edict had truly been issued forbidding prison visits, they would not have been foolish enough to defy it for no reason, would they?

"They invited me for raw fish and sashimi—I’m not used to that sort of thing," Tan Qingfeng said irritably.

"Tell me honestly, how did the seal on your inner energy come to be?" Zhang Fan’s expression shifted, and he asked the Giant Spirit God before him with great gravity.

The principal’s face changed immediately. He knew the Dean’s character all too well; forcing him to apologize to a student in front of the entire school would be like killing him. Yet, since Wang He had stated it was for the Dean’s own good—to help him change his methods of disciplining students—what more could he say?

Chen Mengyuan had not wanted to attend such a gathering, but since it was the Mid-Autumn Festival and everyone had finally managed to assemble, she found it difficult to decline.

Liu Mo’s sharp gaze faltered. As he grew distracted, the sharp weapons in the hands of the shadows struck out at him simultaneously.

The medal was small, but it felt heavy in the hand, largely because it was composed of nine parts high-density gold and silver.

They had entered the competition to vie for the right to supply Olympic gold medals. Although the Tengyi Craft Factory had been "eliminated," the fact that Jinyuyuan and Jinzhizun had tied left Hao Lei’s heart heavy with unease.

Everyone present knew the situation at Jinzhizun, and one could not blame them entirely. Tanaka Yoshimi’s sudden generosity surely hid an ulterior motive.

Han Yuanzun released the aura of the Saint Realm, which instantly swept across the heavens and earth. With a single boom, the pseudo-saint was suppressed on the spot.

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Seeing their attire—simple and understated—they did not match the image of the Jiangzhou socialites who had been invited.

There was no need to consult Fu Cheng about such matters; he was unconscious for the better part of the time and was in no position to have an opinion.

"What is it? Does this person not exist?" The police officer noticed the security guard’s hesitation and asked with wide eyes.

Zhou Shiye’s gaze fell on the dish, staring at it for a while before finally taking a bite.

It was a pity, though; he heard the man was a professor who had studied abroad in the 90s and was quite an impressive figure. It was a great loss.

Accompanied by the Dragon King Shen Ru’s weary tone, the Dragon Guards all displayed expressions of reluctance and distress.

Jiang Wan was somewhat resistant, but his strength was too great, so she had no choice but to find a relatively safe spot to sit.

Their family of three loved meat—they could not live without it—and dozens of taels of silver were not enough to sustain them. She pitied them, but who would pity her own family?

The head of the Lin family was certain that as long as Fan Tuofu and Fan Tuoshan were killed, the Li father and son would surely submit.

The terrifying aura emanating from Lu Liang spread through the entire God-level Prison No. 1 like a freezing ice cavern.