Chapter 51 The Crown Prince

Wen Zhiyan said, "Lord Song must have investigated my father back then, followed the clue to uncover the existence of this illegitimate son, and discovered that my father was already quietly paving the way for him while attempting to hand over the entire Wen family estate to him. That was why you developed the intent to kill my father, wasn't it?"

Song Baiqing twitched the corner of his mouth. "Indeed, nothing escapes the discerning eye of the eldest Miss Wen."

"If it had succeeded, the entire Grand Duke's estate would eventually belong to Lord Song. Faced with such immense interests, Lord Song..."

Now the matter became clear: under the pretext of procuring military supplies, Jia Zheng drove the Four Kings and Eight Dukes out of the capital city of Shenjing.

Number Seven and the Shepherd met on very few occasions, and every meeting took place in vastly different corners of the world.

Among them, the Illusion Fairy was the one who adored this face the most; after all, Qin Keqing was undoubtedly the most stunning among the Twelve Beauties of Jinling.

Zhao Yun, who had plunged into the encirclement of thousands of Cao troops at Xiaoguan to rescue his lord out of gratitude for his patronage, had long since been crowned with the glory of keeping faith and valuing righteousness.

Shen Zhuo, returning from outside the door, thought: So it was Ye Su's spiritual awareness that entered the master's puppet body.

Just moments ago, when Eizan Etsuya mentioned the names of Natsuya Sendawara and Orie Sendawara, the expression on Rindo Nene's face grew a fraction colder.

Finally, taking a deep breath and wearing an expression of resignation, he bit into the piece of tofu fed to him by the second elder brother and swallowed it whole.

To cast doubt on her in this regard was the utmost contempt for her. Having lived for so long, she might lack other things, but her experience and knowledge were undeniably vast.

The atmosphere grew inexplicably tense, and the two of them exchanged a tacit glance of mutual scrutiny as they sized up Lu Zhaomu, their minds racing with wild imaginings.

Zhang Xingkui replied resolutely, his eyes brimming with monstrous fury and a murderous aura as he stared coldly at Long Jinhua.

However, how loyal they truly were was impossible to say with certainty. Such matters were genuinely difficult to gauge. After all, you can know a person's face, but you cannot read their heart. No matter how fiercely loyal their words sounded, no matter how much they claimed to take responsibility for their actions, and no matter how steadfast they appeared, who could truly tell what they were thinking deep down?

He An glanced sideways at his mother, noticing a hint of bashful shyness in her gaze toward Wei Yan—a look completely different from the one she usually reserved for Cao Cao. Then, casting a glance at Wei Yan, he had to admit that Wei Yan was indeed much better-looking than Cao Cao.

"You aren't a police officer, so how could you possibly track down the killer?" Xue Yaha asked with deep skepticism. Deep down, however, she secretly hoped Wu Yong possessed such an ability, because if he did, it would undoubtedly be of immense help in tracking down the murderer of her older brother.

Upon waking up, Sword Nine immediately sensed the changes in his body. The surging, overwhelming power and the feeling of being completely reborn made him fully aware of what kind of fortune he had experienced. Almost without needing to think, he knew who had bestowed all of this upon him.

Without the baron buff active, teleporting back to town immediately was impossible. Naturally, doing so right in front of Lin Ming and the others was out of the question either.

Hearing Gao Shun's words, Taishi Ci ordered the army to rest for another half-hour. During this time, he continuously comforted and boosted the soldiers' morale, stabilizing the wavering hearts of the troops. Once the rest period ended, Taishi Ci immediately led the army back to launch an attack on Jiangyou.

Those infantrymen were filled with resentment, yet cowed by the cavalry's horsewhips and sabers, they dared not vent it.

Emerging from the city only to drop a Dark Gold piece of equipment was something Lin Quan and the others had never expected.

"This concubine was merely thinking that Your Majesty has been toiling day and night recently for the sake of river defense, and thus came up with this little trick to make you smile. I simply didn't expect that a pleasant surprise would turn into a fright and disturb the Sacred Carriage," she said, casting a fierce glare at Li Yannian.

At that moment, the deafening roar grew even louder. Before Gu Youran could finish speaking, a loud explosion rang out with a sharp *bang*.

The line between an angel and a demon is remarkably thin; transforming a dream into an ambition happens in the blink of an eye.

To be honest, he felt somewhat hesitant: should he venture inside that spacecraft to take a look, or risk descending into the unfathomably deep abyss of the fissure to find the perilous path of survival that Old Li Tou had traversed more than twenty years ago?