Chapter 97: The Bedchamber

Su Tang was placed under house arrest.
Had it not been for the Empress Dowager’s staunch support, Su Tang would never have received merely confinement within the Empress Dowager’s palace.
Yet, the look the Empress Dowager cast her way also filled Su Tang with trepidation.
After all, the Emperor and the Empress Dowager were biological mother and son, so what was she in the grand scheme of things?
"Your Majesty, it wasn't me," Su Tang said.
"I know," the Empress Dowager replied. "Since entering the palace, you have only kept me company. Had that imperial physician not run his mouth, how would the Emperor have ever taken notice of you?"
Tang Chu was overjoyed, realizing that she had truly struck gold. While she was capable of handling certain tasks on her own, as the sole heir of the Tang family, trying to do everything personally left her stretched too thin to manage.
After playing for who knows how long, both of them grew somewhat tired. Just as they lay down and had yet to fall fast asleep, they faintly heard the sounds of slaughter.
Feeling quite embarrassed under Senju Tobirama's unblinking gaze, Asama Isai asked, "Second Uncle, is there anything else you need?"
Coupled with Xuan Liang's reluctance to reveal his identity, Wan Zai viewed him as secretive and underhanded, someone far from straightforward and honorable, which only deepened her intense aversion toward him.
Normally, costs were not calculated on a daily basis, but once every month's revenues and expenses were compiled and averaged out, the figures became clear.
A Pegasus drew a carriage toward my direction, carrying an object resembling a stone bed. Looking back, I saw the Pegasus halt at the Dream God’s estate, whereupon the great gates swung open, and the Pegasus pulled the carriage inside.
Tang Chu had also agreed with Zeng Xinlang on the future distribution of profits: the Tang clan would be responsible for manufacturing, while the Zeng clan would handle sales and open up markets beyond Jiangzhou City.
"How about you just pay back what you owe? It's not that much anyway!" Yan Jinsong asked, unwilling to give up.
"Grandfather, I want to go find A-Wan. They say A-Wan is dead, but I don't believe it! How could A-Wan possibly be dead?" Lin Jiayin clutched the Marquis of Jingguo's hand tightly.
Zhou Ye frowned slightly, inexplicably disliking the feeling of Mu Jin bringing up state affairs the moment she laid eyes on him.
Li Qiufang lowered her exquisite head slightly, a fierce glint flashing across her eyes at those words as she sneered inwardly: How utterly arrogant. Coming here to amuse himself, what does he take me for? A street performer or a jester?
There were only ten bottles of cola in total, and one had already been consumed. Resisting his heartache, the Wine God handed four bottles to the Food God to use for entertaining the immortals at the banquet.
Halfway up the mountain, the terrain grew steep, the rugged rocks covered in a thick layer of snow, beneath which natural barriers formed alongside droppings left by various animals.
Jingxuan stared in a daze at the man with resolute brows before her, watching as he very naturally tucked a lock of her dark hair behind her ear, momentarily at a loss for how to evade his warm and affectionate hands.
Having seen Qin Feng at the buffet restaurant last, she knew he and Qin Zilin were biological siblings and that he was no one to be trifled with. Therefore, she played it smart this time and did not utter another word, already anticipating that Huang Yucheng, the instigator of this mess, was bound to suffer.
The two of them had planned it well, believing that by catching Lan Ke off guard and eliminating her first, only Jun Tianheng would remain. With a two-on-one advantage, they should have a decent chance of winning.
"I told you long ago to submit to me, but you stubbornly refused. This is what you asked for!" Han Zhou's gaze turned increasingly ferocious as bloody light flickered around his body. He vanished once more, instantly reappearing in front of Xia Yan, the blood armor on his arms exuding monstrous ferocity, glaringly vivid like fresh gore.
Li Tianyou was skilled at beast taming, and Zheng Yue's poison-attribute ability could also play a significant role, so she brought the two of them along. The others wanted to follow as well, but Lan Ke did not agree; she was going on an adventure this time, not a pleasure excursion.
As for the trees that had yet to fully mature, because they could not withstand the lashing of the fierce winds in such a short span of time, alas, one tree after another came crashing down.
Xuan Nao ignored him, his amber eyes still fixed firmly on the Mo Ningyao before him.
The washed-to-a-faint-white bedsheet was stained with quite a bit of milk powder, the quilt and pillows tangled together in a messy heap on the bed.