Chapter Twenty-Nine: Sleeping in Each Other’s Arms

Wen Zhiyan returned to the sealed Duke of the State’s mansion, personally preparing tea and pastries, waiting in the desolate residence for the arrival of several high-ranking dignitaries. She invited the Grand Princess under the pretext of knowing the true culprit behind the Crown Prince's murder, and summoned Prince Fu and her former fiancé, Song Baiqing, claiming she had found evidence clearing her father of treason. As for Changwei, she simply wrote that there was a matter she wished to discuss with him.

The Grand Princess arrived first, pressing Wen Zhiyan for the identity of the murderer. Upon learning it was Prince Fu, the Grand Princess began to question...

Dr. Hu likely felt that ingredients like ephedra and cinnamon twigs were not profitable enough, so he unscrupulously prescribed bezoar, which explained why a single packet of medicine cost seven or eight hundred coins.

However, as if sensing Guinevere’s inner thoughts, the cloaked figure chuckled softly and offered a suggestion that deeply intrigued her.

The former city of learning and freedom had been turned into a slaughterhouse overnight. The streets were littered with rubble and corpses. Civilians were forcibly driven back into their homes by the military, and nothing could be heard throughout the city except for the clanging of armor and the rhythmic marching of soldiers.

Meanwhile, Xiong Qi, after steaming the newly emerged exotic beast along with the Great Elder’s corpse, discovered that there was a hidden world beneath the floor of the grand hall.

But when she stepped outside, Totori realized how naive she had been. Chiai... had arrived even earlier than her, already waiting at the entrance of Florence. This was where the record company was supposed to pick up Totori, but the car had not yet arrived.

With a sharp rip, the pink silk fabric of Rong Yixia’s garment was torn wide open, revealing the red silk bodice underneath.

Changning hesitated. But remembering that this secret technique had been left behind by her family’s ancestors, surely they wouldn't harm their own descendants? Besides, someone had to be the first to take the risk. Perhaps this was a superior method of meditation?

The tray was covered with a thin veil. When lifted, it revealed a jade box over seven inches tall, looking remarkably crystalline.

However, no matter how many questions she had, she dared not ask. When Jinqing assigned tasks to her and Taohong yesterday, she had explicitly warned that if she dared to act foolishly again, she would be forced to swallow two taels of "body-strengthening" medicine, a threat that had made her nod in frantic agreement.

"You broke your word!" Lu Ke'er, being sharp-witted, immediately realized that Dark Dragon intended to silence them. She grew tense. "Dark Dragon, you cannot kill her!" Xiao Ming suddenly interjected.

"Good, this is only the first step. Next, I shall kill even more! Ha, ha, ha!" Laughing toward the sky, Xie Muyun glanced once more at the corpses, skeletons, and rubble on the ground, chuckled, and soared into the air.

For a moment, Ji Hong and Sun Weidong fell silent, both turning their gaze toward Pei Donglai once more.

Since the shipyard was located here, the future shipbuilding workshops would also be in this area, so several standard workshop locations were drawn on the map. The workshop structures and roof trusses would be completed at the factory, and a terrace needed to be designed so that the excavated earth could be used to build embankments against floods. It was a massive undertaking.

The next day, Wang Zongbo personally led the vanguard, marching directly toward the camp of the Hanzhong commander, Li Jimi. The army formation was disciplined and prepared for battle. Scouts and fierce generals skirmished back and forth. The Hanzhong soldiers, exhausted by months of fighting, were unwilling to engage the Shu army now that its main force had arrived with such sharp momentum. Li Jimi ordered the gates to be shut tight, and the entire army remained strictly on the defensive.

Almost simultaneously, all the puppets suddenly surrounded Li Tianchou, raising their weapons and lunging at him. Each puppet possessed the combat strength of a true god. With thirteen of them attacking at once, Li Tianchou, no matter how powerful his primordial spirit, dared not take them head-on, all while having to consider the life of Gonbo.

The black-robed figure watched quietly, making no move, as if he held no regard for what was happening before him, or perhaps he was simply brimming with confidence in his own strength and his hidden cards.