Chapter 94 Entering the Palace Once More

Haha, hahaha!! Tears of mirth welled up in the corners of Shangguan Wen's eyes as he laughed. "Your Highness the Fourth Prince, you missed quite a sight. The young lady of the Su family was just conversing with the young master of the Liu family when that Vice-Minister of the Court of Judicial Review suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He didn't say a word, just stood there and watched."

"Who doesn't know that the Vice-Minister and the young lady of the Su family were already nearing the completion of the six traditional wedding rites long ago? With him staring so fixedly, how could the young master of the Liu family possibly continue speaking or reciting poetry? How could he dare to display his meager skills before such a top scholar?"

Gu Tie said nothing more, instinctively touching the magic nail on his right temple, as if some vital memories had been blocked by it.

Despising the enemy, Yang Huai was unseated within twenty bouts by Chen Wei, who wheeled his horse around and thrust him down with a halberd. The morale of Yang Huai's five thousand troops plummeted drastically. Chen Wei led three thousand infantry and cavalry in a fierce charge, shattering Yang Huai's five thousand men into a routed mob.

Catching sight of Chu Tianshu through the window, the white cat meowed again, baring its sharp fangs and bristling its long whiskers as if to show off and threaten him.

In Ye Zetao's mind, his goal was not only to eradicate this faction, but also to purge the police force itself.

She pulled out a handkerchief to wipe Gu Tie's filthy mouth, then gave him a sweet, affectionate kiss.

For some reason, Yun Mu suddenly felt an urge to cry. He remembered passing by the Lanjiang Number One High School at noon today, reminiscing about the joys and sorrows he had once experienced here. Then, inexplicably, he thought of the most difficult period of his life, when a girl in a fluttering white skirt used to wait for him at that very school gate.

"Medicinal cuisine?" Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Black Butterfly showed a trace of curiosity—whether she was just pretending because she didn't want to gamble anymore, or because she was genuinely intrigued.

Familiar with the route, they entered from the back gate of Lotus Lake Park, registered at the entrance guarded by the armed police, and drove the Volkswagen straight up to VIP Building Number 05.

Huang Tianbao untied the ropes, released Yang Guang宗, and pulled out the dirty glove that had been stuffed in his mouth.

Then, using special incantations, he condensed these characters into layered, intricate chains—a method designed to shackle rebellious souls.

Are you kidding me? Do you expect me to educate you on what the normal human body temperature range is? Thirty-nine degrees is certainly not a height anyone can just reach.

The ground began to crack. Plants that had already lost their vitality turned withered and yellow, and then burst into spontaneous combustion. The surroundings were enveloped by scorching heat. As some of the plants burned, red and green smoke even appeared, accompanied by a faint, foul odor—evidently toxins hidden within the plant roots.

"Tch, offended him so what? I'm not afraid of him." His companion shrugged indifferently, looking somewhat displeased.

Noticing my slightly surprised gaze, she instantly averted her face as if dodging something, her eyes darting restlessly around before she finally buried her face directly into the scarf wrapped tightly around her neck.

Tang Qie smiled and immediately tried to walk around Qi Tianxing. Qi Tianxing took a step to the left, blocking Tang Qie's intended path once more. Tang Qie moved to the right, and Qi Tianxing took another step to the right to cut off his way.

Zhao She nodded with a half-understanding look and executed a routine of fist techniques. His form was like a tiger, shifting and leaping with agility, while a faint tiger roar escaped his lips. This was the Zhao family's White Tiger Shaking Wilderness Art.

Zhongsun Yuan raised a hand to massage her brow. Even though those memories of the "future" were gradually blurring, her guilt toward Number One remained profound.

And if she bought a single-trip plane ticket back to Beijing, how could she face the relatives, elders, and older brothers who were arranging her wedding? What could she possibly say to her grandfather?

As for appearance, in Lin Tuo's view, the tall-figured ones could score a solid nine out of ten, while the slightly shorter ones taking the cute route could score an eight.

The Prince Yu merely sneered upon hearing this. With matters weighing heavily on his mind, he had no heart to bicker with these ministers here, his thoughts entirely occupied with how he could slip away and return to his estate as soon as possible.

Yet Shen Chongming had reduced Aled's fifty-thousand-strong army to a mere handful in a single battle, and had even nearly captured Aled alive. Such an achievement was unprecedented. Because of this single feat, the soldiers of the Dingliao Front Guard revered Shen Chongming like a divinity.