Chapter 42: Li Xiaohua is Dead

Gu Wennuan hugged Yubao and slept straight until noon. Yubao nestled in his mother's arms, his little face flushed and utterly adorable.

When Yubao woke up and saw himself held tightly in his mother's arms, tiny bubbles of happiness popped in his heart.

"Mom, am I dreaming?"

Gu Wennuan pinched his chubby little cheek. "Let's see if you're dreaming."

Yubao shyly buried his face into the quilt. "I'm so happy. Mom is hugging me to sleep, and Mom smells so nice, unlike Gouidan's mom—"

Before long, the imperial edict was drafted, bestowing upon the palace's female dancers, musicians, kitchen maids, and eunuchs countless bolts of fine silks and satins featuring unicorns, luan birds, white hares, lingzhi mushrooms, five-clawed double-horned dragons, longevity characters, and saffron-dyed fabrics, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Brushing against her face, Old Wang had no choice but to take out Monday's portion first and give it to Su E. Zheng Wushuang said nothing, turned around, and walked straight out.

"Emperor Taizu of Qing left the secret of the treasure to Dorgon, but when Emperor Taizu passed away, Dorgon was only nine years old. I believe Emperor Taizu wouldn't have told him the details at that time," Ye Zhiqiu said.

Behind him, the Reaper's scythe burned with raging, furious black flames—the eternal and unquenchable hellfire, burning with wild fury.

I had no idea what the two of them had talked about on the phone. The only reason I said that was purely to bluff Li Jia.

Wang Xiaoyan emerged from the bathroom, already dressed, while I was still stark naked on the bed.

Arriving at Huaihai Road, since it was on the outer ring, there were hardly any cars. I took out my phone to check the address Duan Jie had sent.

The moonlight was hazy; it was already eleven o'clock at night. Qin Leng had no work during the day, so he could only bring it home to process at night. At this moment, An Yutong walked over to Qin Leng with a cup of hot water, placed it beside his computer, and gently wrapped her arms around his neck.

Only after the Emperor and Empress looked further down did they find the truly normal and precious spices: cicada-cocoon fragrance, also known as Rui Longnao incense, used to cure nameless swollen boils; Yuxi incense, which could be boiled into a soup to treat malignant sores; and Baizhuo incense, used to imbue clothing so that even after being washed a hundred times, the fragrance would never fade.

Before the grand gate, Nangong Liyan did not forget to deal a blow to Ye Hualong. Following a flash of white light, Nangong Liyan and the other two vanished completely.

All of these events had taken place before Li Tuo entered the sect. Any rumors about his senior brother had only been the sorrowful murmurs of their master when intoxicated.

Disliking the hustle and bustle, we decided to visit SUN Star. The captain naturally agreed, so the few of us casually packed our things and set off.

"Just based on you," one of the Japanese men suddenly appeared before him, his oversized samurai sword tracing a graceful arc through the night sky as it slashed straight toward Hong Hanlin.

Since Zili had two face-changing masks, and as my personal maid she naturally had to show her face the entire time, she had no use for them.

Mr. Ji had always handled this matter masterfully, and coupled with Lian Yushang's protection, he enjoyed a life of untethered ease and freedom.

As I rolled across the ground, I glanced sideways at Lisa and found that she was having an easier time than I was. After all, she was uninjured and her martial arts skills were formidable. Seeing this, I felt much more at ease.

Shengong Xing had never liked this dog in the first place, and now that he was forced to apologize to it, he took two or three heavy strides through the snow, intending to give the beast a swift kick.

She wanted to scream in terror, but Wanyan Xiu snatched a tablecloth from the tea table inside the carriage and shoved it into her mouth. As the tablecloth was yanked away, the teacups on the table crashed to the floor and shattered into pieces.

I felt my body being squeezed and deformed by those tentacles. They wrapped around me tighter and tighter, and I simply couldn't break free. Moreover, those tentacles were actually dragging me toward the tree trunk, where the three heads stared down with greedy eyes, just like a beggar suddenly laying eyes on a delicious feast.

For some people, given such a wonderful opportunity, why shouldn't they take a peek? They could check out what kind of Princess Bellasoni preferred... ahem, what kind of panties she wore.

Aside from assassinating those vital officials, the rest of the plan was to wait until the rebel leader Thackeray's army attacked the city of Vydesk, and then launch an attack from both inside and outside.