Volume 1, Chapter 46: Collaborating?

"A few days from now is my mother's birthday, and we are hosting several long-standing family friends. I will arrange for everyone to stumble upon Liu Shi and Peizi together, and spread the word outside that Liu Shi has taken a fancy to my personal maid. Whatever physical intimacy occurred was strictly between Peizi and Liu Shi."

What a masterful substitution of blame.

"Humph—the way you talk makes it sound as if our family owes you something. For all this time, if not for the Qin family, where would you, Bailu, be today? Why don't you wash your face and take a good look in the mirror!" Sun Jingxian scoffed lightly.

During the meal, Qi Wanrong made small talk with her, occasionally picking food out for her and showing her the utmost concern.

Zhang Ruoxu stroked her head. "Alright, uncle will slow down, okay?" She nodded and walked away, hugging her doll.

Just as Zhang Tianci was about to speak, he felt a large hand grip him tightly. Before he could fly into a rage, a voice with a Hong Kong accent reached his ears.

I exchanged a few casual remarks with Qilin and Baiying before they each went back to rest. Having endured several days in this place, everyone found it utterly exhausting.

Fire Phoenix remained nonchalant. "Interpret it however you like." He had held back until now precisely to see what kind of tricks Hua Jitian—someone even the Patriarch paid attention to—was capable of.

When that bottle containing fifteen smooth, dark green, rounded medicinal pills was handed to Na Shijie the next morning, the joy and astonishment in Na Shijie's heart were beyond description. The crystal vial holding the pills was a pure crystal container that Zhantian had instructed Li Ke to purchase on short notice.

Given Old Master Yan's personality, he was entirely capable of dragging him straight to the local police station himself.

Seeing that Zhantian did not drive the two away, Xingtian felt even more embarrassed. Afterwards, the two of them stood rigidly behind Zhantian like Guardian Vajras.

Yet at this moment, he could only follow his four elder princess sisters, accompany his imperial mother, and try to comfort the Liao Emperor, whose mood had plummeted to the absolute abyss.

Chen Yun felt a terrifying sense of dread. He felt as though every scrap of worldly power within this universe had been mobilized, placing him squarely in the middle of a boiling ocean—an ocean composed entirely of overwhelmingly mighty world-force.

Wang Ke detailed everything he had seen at the Special Investigation Unit yesterday, along with the views Li Jing and the others held on the matter. After finishing, he stood quietly in place, eager to see what opinions Comrade Li Er might have.

Another year had passed. Standing in the courtyard and gazing at the tender green shoots sprouting from the tree branches, a quiet sense of melancholy involuntarily welled up in Wang Ke's heart.

Li Chengqian's expression stiffened, and just as he was about to flare up, he heard a hearty chuckle from behind. Without even turning around, he knew it was his arch-rival: Prince Wei, Li Tai.

Fortunately, having rested for quite a while earlier and descending the slope at a very slow pace, they had managed to recover a fraction of their strength. Now that they could finally catch sight of their ultimate destination, everyone rallied their remaining spirit and conquered the final six hundred-odd stone steps, emerging onto the spacious plaza before the grand hall.

Once Wang Ke finished dealing with all his miscellaneous and messy affairs, he finally remembered to go ask Comrade Li Er where he actually belonged, and whether he was still considered part of the Right Guard Army.

In the Prince's Estate, who didn't naturally bow to the Prince's will in everything they did? Now encountering such a prickly thorn like Shuimei, who opposed him at every turn, Rong Mofeng stubbornly dug in his heels. He silently chanted an incantation and pointed a finger at Shuimei, instantly wrapping her in a blinding cyan-white radiance.

With that, she hurriedly sat down and picked up her wine glass, pretending to sip from it while inwardly cursing herself for stirring up trouble and accidentally trapping herself in her own distraction.

Jiaoyun wept bitterly, and judging by her appearance, she truly seemed to have suffered an immense grievance. Yet Hongchang knew Jiaoyun wasn't crying for herself; she was weeping for her beloved. She was frantic because she was about to lose him, and she wept in anguish over that despair.