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She truly lacked the energy to carry Liu Xiaoran any further, which was why he was outside, shouting anxiously.

This development was indeed rather sudden and beyond her expectations. No wonder she had saved up so much money without daring to spend any of it—it was all waiting for this moment.

Cangjie was the imperial surname of the Canglan Empire, and Cangjie Taiyuan was precisely a rising star among the Canglan imperial clan.

The veteran soldiers trailing behind them, however, were unimpressed. None of them believed that Jiang Tian could be a match for Wu Chengqian, feeling that he was simply courting death.

Before Hong Yi could even step out of the meeting room door, a stranger younger than him walked straight toward him.

At that exact moment, Yun Fei noticed that the two men opposite him were also looking at his way, a flash of cold light and disdainful sneers crossing their eyes.

Covering an area of over three hundred square meters, the Jia residence was situated in the western district of Bazhou. Jia Aimian, being the wealthiest man in Bazhou, maintained a relatively low profile; the facade did not look luxurious, but upon stepping inside, one would immediately perceive the true foundation and heritage of the so-called richest man.

"Today's matter was partly my fault as well. I promise you, something like this will never happen again." Liu Fengshou adopted a completely different attitude, directly softening his stance and apologizing to Liu Xiaoran.

Crimson Luan, Crimson Scorpion, and Crimson Moon—which was given to Li Hairan—each formed a matching set, one for each. Furthermore, Crimson Scorpion had been upgraded to a second-generation Transformer, raising its combat power to the upper tier of B-rank. However, reaching the A-tier would still depend entirely on its own efforts.

With horses being so scarce in the military, the civilian population was naturally affected. For an ordinary family to own an ordinary horse was akin to driving an Audi or BMW in later generations, and possessing a blood-sweating steed or a Western Regions warhorse was even more extraordinary.

Gu'er was just about to discuss the regulations and salary system she had established with everyone when she heard chaotic footsteps and weeping from outside.

Crown Prince Diling's expression turned somewhat ugly, while Jiang Ping looked at them with a blank and innocent expression. Having already been deeply disappointed in him, and upon hearing Xiaoyu's words, how could she possibly continue to believe that man's sweet-talk?

With Lin Gu's suppressed laughter and assistance, Lin Qing built a chicken coop by the corner of the bed in her own bedroom, finally bringing an end to those unbearable days of matching wits and wills with chickens.

When spoken by Zhou Xi, it was not only filled with mockery regarding Lian Yin's age, but also derided Lian Yin for lacking schemes and being inferior in skill.

Indeed, she was still unaware of the situation over at the Zhengyuan Palace. Therefore, if she were to go there, she had to avoid clashing with the monstrously powerful Grand Preceptor. Consequently, she was waiting for the octopus beast to head to Zhengyuan Palace first, create a commotion, and draw the people away before she would use her sword to stealthily enter the forbidden immortal palace to see Lu Yan.

"Do you mean that Emperor Gao will choose a consort for Jingwen on her birthday?" Qi Qing'er finally asked with lingering unease.

Upon returning to the city, the group found a place to have a meal together. Afterward, Gu'er, Sun Jiaming, Grandma, Lin Shuying, and Zheng Xinghua all boarded the carriage, as they were heading in the same direction.

Gu'er was somewhat bewildered; she had not expected Lin Shan's reaction to be so intense. Last time, Sun Jiaming had also resorted to physical force, but it did not feel as violent as Lin Shan's outburst. Once again, a man was willing to stand up and fight for her.

"Why? Weren't you going to see Yifeng?" Luo Qianli asked, looking at her in confusion.

As for the events on the battlefield, they had not witnessed them with their own eyes, making the truth difficult to verify. Even if it were true, how could one rule out the possibility of mere coincidence?

"No wonder the Great King agreed to Zhang Yang's seemingly absurd request." After driving all the gate-guarding soldiers off to patrol, Gao Song poured out what he had witnessed to Gao Shan. Although the Great King had ordered him not to leak the matter, he clearly lacked Gao Shan's ability to keep a secret.

For one thing, Gou Xun had suddenly called him with a message so cryptic that he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, leaving him with no mood to go outside and understand the state of the world.

Was this person not the least bit curious about what she wanted to ask? Xue Yihuai shrugged, indicating total indifference, since she wouldn't be able to ask any high-caliber questions anyway.

Thinking this to herself, Hua Yueling walked back, stopped in front of Sister Alolin, and halted.

Hua Yueling and the others could fully understand her feelings, so they all smiled at her. They believed that after spending a little time here, she would gradually adapt to the life and start taking everything for granted, no longer finding it all so unbelievable.

He had been in a good mood just now and had indeed spoken out of turn. If Defu were actually made to sit down, he would have felt it was inappropriate as well.

Recently, however, Mo Wantong had been acting rather inexplicably. Before He Niannian could even step forward to speak up for him, Mo Wantong had jumped out first. Moreover, Mo Wantong's attitude toward Jiang Zhenren carried some indescribable undertone.

Gao Gu led his subordinate warriors away in a rush, leaving the army of the Yanhuang Tribe to pitch camp on the spot, waiting for them to bring back people from the Youmiao clan who could serve as guides and assistants.

"Go and summon Gao Fan, the captain of the city guards, to see Us." After cursing for who knows how long, feeling utterly exhausted, Feng sat back down on his throne, casting a stern look at the historiographer still standing with lowered head in the hall, and issued a loud command.

Emperor Shengming breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected things to go so smoothly, and naturally nodded repeatedly in agreement regarding the golden scroll.

If there were any funds left over, they could also buy some stones so that during the farming lull, the commune members could dig and repair the irrigation ditches in the fields.

"Let's try it for now. Zhao Yunyang is no ordinary person, and the fellows looking for him are no pushovers either. Even if it doesn't work out, I can use the trip to the provincial capital to look for Sun Jinmei. For now, we have no other choice." Chen Fan tried to keep a calm expression on his face.