Volume 1, Chapter 44: Let's See Which of Us Succeeds First

A sudden realization dawned on her. As if recalling something immensely amusing, she let out a light laugh. "It seems Gu Yubai didn't tell you either that he and I divorced four years ago?"

Yet he remained tense, pressing the tip of his nose against her cheek before tracing it downward, softly inhaling her scent.

In the blink of an eye, spring had blossomed in the capital. On this day, the court finalized the grand wedding rituals and the ceremonial procession for the Empress. Once the final confirmation was made, Fulin dispatched officials to Horchin to inform Prince Wuheshan, while he personally went to the inner palace to report the matter to his mother.

As soon as the figures of Zhou Mei pushing Qin Zhenlan disappeared from view, the onlookers could no longer suppress their curiosity, whispering among themselves about the backgrounds of the two. Some attempted to probe Li Peichuan for information, but he simply laughed it off and brushed it aside, revealing very little.

True to expectation, seeing that neither Song Zhongjin nor Wang Yongzhu touched meat or wine at the banquet, the host understood the situation and refrained from pressing them to drink.

"It seems he stumbled upon a vast quantity of celestial spiritual fruits by chance," Tu Hanjiang said, a corner of his mouth curving into a smile, for he was quite fond of spiritual fruits.

Since she was only there to "audit" anyway and found it rather dull, she figured it would be better to step outside for a while.

Xiang Nuang closed her eyes, her breathing having grown much steadier. Just as she was debating whether to open her eyes and look at Duan Yichen, her chin was suddenly caught in his grip, forcing her face to turn directly toward him.

"You said you have news of my father?" Ding Qianye could hear the tremor in his own voice. Though he felt a pang of reluctance to break the news, he proceeded to deliver the speech he had prepared beforehand.

As the banquet dispersed and the guests left the palace, Sumalagu supported Dayu'er back to the inner palace. When crossing the threshold, Dayu'er failed to lift her foot high enough, tripped over the wooden sill, and landed squarely on it.

"Indeed. But my brother, this ginseng soup of yours is truly miraculous. I think ten thousand is far too cheap; even at one hundred thousand, you'd have no trouble finding buyers. It's just that those fools haven't realized it yet. Once they discover the taste and efficacy of this ginseng soup and the signature dishes, I guarantee they will fight over it," Xiao De analyzed.

Seated in the position of honor, Kangshi was a sharp man and naturally noticed the Crown Prince's evasion. His gaze swept over the remaining imperial princes.

Behind closed doors, family members finding fault with one another was one thing, but outside, the two of them represented the Ming family, and their authority was unquestionable.

However, the Spirit-Replenishing Pill merely prolonged the Ice Bears' dying moments; it was utterly incapable of saving them.

No one wanted to face the wrath of the sixteenth floor directly. Those beasts had even overthrown the mafia; if they went up there, they probably wouldn't even know how they died.

Qisi felt that if Director Wang were standing right in front of him at that moment, spit would already be flying onto his face.

She had never intended to use the water from the water tower anyway. Claiming she was going to the Taizi River to harvest ice and melt it into water was just an excuse; her primary goal was to stockpile ice.

Jialan, on the other end of the communication magical artifact, leisurely instructed a servant to serve tea before beginning to explain: "What this deity has stated is the correct solution. Once that child becomes emotionally agitated, he will uncontrollably summon that unknown divine artifact."

In this year's senior high class, there was a boy who suffered from prolonged depression. During a depressive episode, while his parents were not paying attention, he sneaked out on his parents' motorcycle for a joyride, only to suffer a single-vehicle accident in the remote wilderness, losing his life on the spot.

Propelled by the support and digging of those rotting arms, the decaying upper bodies of these corpses slowly crawled out from the earth, attempting to wrench their entire frames free from the soil's embrace.

Having spent a single day rushing to finish the script and borrowing the production crew from Wang Lin, the only task left was casting the roles.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room underwent a drastic transformation. The background shifted into a void of space, with countless shooting stars streaking across the expanse.