28 Journey to Canglang

"My mother is not the kind of person you describe!" Xiao Qingcheng retorted, looking somewhat displeased.

"Idiot!" Ranran muttered under her breath, so softly that even Yanfu Ningyue could not make out what she had said.

Although the Ancient One addressed her as "Your Majesty" at every turn, there was no sense of humility in his tone; he even seemed to place himself on equal footing with the Emerald King.

However, Jiang Yunji was merely putting on a show. She would not feel happy about this, suspecting that this entire arrangement was nothing more than a trap and that someone was plotting against her.

Thinking about it now, I made the right decision. Otherwise, did you think those young masters would bring their own supplies when they came to hang out? At least we don't have to squeeze in with them later.

"No, it was not the Xie family. I visited Xie Huaixi only yesterday, and she even spoke to me about her dissatisfaction with the Crown Princess, determined to find a reason to have her deposed," Jiang Yunji quickly denied.

Yet, after the series of events that followed, and the pain he endured, Taotao truly realized the value of his home, the goodness of his parents, and the importance of cherishing the hard-won happiness before him.

As Li Zhisheng spoke, he slammed the stone he had been using to mark his path into a tree. Because he used too much force, the stone became wedged deep into the trunk, causing the tree to shake violently and scattering a flurry of withered yellow leaves down upon our heads.

Li Lingyue was unscathed, but the front of Sun Xinyu's beloved car was caved in; the handsome Maybach had been instantly disfigured.

"The sealing matter is not a lie. It is just that the seal has now loosened, and my strength remains at the Celestial Immortal level; there is simply no way for me to repair it."

Hearing the mournful cries and the roars of what sounded like monsters, it was clear that those soldiers were mostly gathered near the hotel.

Although the primary factor in this wedding was the Divine Sound Sect’s desire to cling to the Alchemy Sect, he certainly did not believe the Alchemy Sect had played no part in pushing it forward.

She had been to the Cui clan’s territory several times. When she first married into the family, she had accompanied Cui Wei to pay respects to the ancestors, but back then, she never imagined things would turn out like this, with the place now belonging to the eldest branch.

Such matters naturally did not require Li Hao to step in personally; his students could handle them. The students accompanying Li Hao were frequently rotated, and often Li Hao himself could not remember all their names, though there were a few who left a deep impression on him.

To capture attention and earn greater profits, Hollywood never lacked ingenious promotional methods. Hyping up rumors between Matthew and Keira Knightley was merely one of the standard tactics.

Sun Baolin leaned dejectedly against the daybed, thinking of how she had served as a maid in the palace for many years, finally gaining the Emperor's favor and rising through the ranks, only to become pregnant—a position of prestige among the concubines. As long as she successfully gave birth to the royal heir, promotion to one of the Four Consorts would not have been difficult. Yet, unexpectedly, this blessing had vanished in an instant; the child was gone.

These fellows were not seeing such VIP cards for the first time, as the Natural Abode already issued them. Fang Er giving them this card only made them feel more important and prestigious, ensuring they would frequent this place in the future.

As for the August Emperor, although his expression was grim, he merely gave a cold snort. He knew Li Fusheng was not to be trifled with, and there was no need to provoke such a stubborn, hardened man at this moment.

Although the canteen had two floors, there would be peak queuing periods of about 20 minutes. The only solution was to implement staggered meal times: two or three departments at 11:00, four or five at 11:30, and the rest at 12:00.

Seeing this scene gave me a start. Could these be wandering ghosts from the underworld? The incense was just about to burn out, and those translucent figures turned their heads to stare at me with ferocious expressions. I hurriedly lit another stick of incense, and they continued to sniff it in a trance.

"Shut up! Don't say another word, or I'll kill you!" Zhao Yunxiang did not give Zhao Rongrong a chance. This class monitor was extremely calculating, a typical schemer.

Picking up Lin Yuxi from the ground was a different matter than catching someone falling from a great height; one mistake could result in serious injury to oneself.

Yan Huan had lost her appetite for a midnight snack. She slumped on the sofa and opened the box, but her grip faltered, and something fell out.

He kept feeling that the words Leng Yitong had spoken were not merely surface-level, but likely held a deeper, hidden meaning.

The Haotian Group’s cafeteria usually served mass-produced meals, but now that the child was here, Zhan Haotian had the chefs stir-fry a few dishes fresh every day and ordered Lu Tong to pack them in insulated containers before the peak meal hour.

Suddenly, a headline caught Bai Qixia’s eye: "Netizens Report Mysterious Person Spending the Night with a Lover at Fuhai Bay." What an eye-searing title.

The Cheng family must have mobilized everyone; that was their goal in coming. As for the Fu family, Han Liren led the group himself, but since the Fu family could not really put forward any talent, he only brought Han Dong.

"This is a true Great Strength Demon Bull. It has the blood of the Demon Bull tribe, and it is already quite pure." Heitian was somewhat astonished, not expecting to encounter a descendant of an ancient divine beast with such pure blood here.

The fatty was a bit confused. If there wasn't anything going on, Tong Tian wouldn't usually look for him. Could something have happened?

There is more than one grand array master in the world. If Martial Emperor City were truly a treasure trove, how could no one have noticed?

I don't know why, but even though Suzuki Takamoto was said to be dead, the two words he had spoken earlier kept appearing in my mind.

In an instant, Zhou Xiaoqing felt at a loss. She suddenly circled the desk and ran toward the door. She stepped out into the hallway. Staff members were coming and going along the long corridor, but there was no sign of Chen Xiaoran.