Volume 1, Chapter 44: Zhu Biao Dies of Poisoning, Zhu Xiongying Ascends the Imperial Throne

"Get him into the medical hall immediately!" said Xia Jingtian.

At that moment, Zhu Biao's arm fell limply.

"Imperial Father! Imperial Father! What is wrong with you?" shouted Zhu Xiongying.

Xia Jingtian hurriedly checked Zhu Biao's neck, only to find neither pulse nor breathing.

"His pulse and breathing are gone! Quickly, into the operating room!" Xia Jingtian shouted urgently.

Zhu Xiongying carried Zhu Biao on his back and rushed into the operating room, where Xia Jingtian helped lay him down on the bed.

"Help me hold him steady!" said Xia Jingtian.

Zhu Xiongying held Zhu Biao in place while Xia Jingtian pulled out the arrow directly, tore away the clothing, and applied the AED. After administering consecutive shocks...

Hearing Ye Tianyu's words, the hand instantly snatched up an iron rod nearby and charged forward without a second thought, raining fierce blows down from above.

"How many years ago was it that we slept like this?" Pei Yuyue linked her arm through Gu Lian's, asking with a bright smile. In the darkness, Gu Lian could catch the faint fragrance lingering in her hair as the soft, warm body nestled against her, completely unguarded.

"Hehe, I think everything turned out well thanks to your planning," Ye Tianyu replied calmly with a slight smile.

Though inwardly feeling helpless at the absurdity of her master, Liana had no choice but to accept it with resignation.

Before she could ask, her wrist was grabbed by Ling Jing, who pulled her toward the courtyard with a simmering, latent anger.

Glancing at the live broadcast on the computer screen, which was currently playing a sponsored advertisement for the Baojing Group, she realized the event was indeed about to begin.

Previously, when Guan Chenji uttered those words at the wedding, they had truly taken them as mere jokes, never expecting them to be serious. But seeing this current array, they could not help but feel suspicious.

Moreover, the order to send Helan Lengxia back to the Marquis's estate had been issued by Lengyue herself. Therefore, within the city of Feng, aside from those in the imperial palace who had witnessed it with their own eyes, the only person who knew Helan Lengxia was dead was Helan Jue.

Dragging her somewhat weary body, Li Wu xin looked at the wounds on her body that should have been severe, feeling a helpless resignation.

Giving them a cold glance, Xiao Jingtian felt the veins throbbing at his temples. Without a word, he grabbed Wen Rou and strode outside.

That was why everyone was willing, even with lingering resentment in their hearts, to cooperate and stay within this team.

This appraisal scroll could evaluate equipment within the game, thereby allowing the appraised gear to be brought out of this spacetime world.

San Zhu seemed to have fallen into deep contemplation. In truth, he was indeed weighing the pros and cons; if this were the case, it was well worth a try.

A few colleagues deliberately pretended not to see An Rou and walked straight to their own desks, though as they passed by Liu Yingying's side, they smiled and exchanged greetings.

With a business spanning far and wide, their financial resources were undoubtedly immense; supporting a pill refiner or two hardly seemed problematic.

Just as Xu HaiSong was about to speak, he saw An Rou cover her mouth with one hand and rush toward the restroom, followed immediately by the sound of retching.

Yet the trouble was that Su Ruan was now completely impervious to all approaches; try as he might, he could not find a single opening to exploit.

When Lin Zaozao was preparing to leave, An Jia made the excuse of seeing her off and quietly entrusted her with a task. Looking entirely unsurprised by her best friend's request, Lin Zaozao smiled, nodded, and said she could rest assured it would be done.

As the old master stepped down from the bed, Gu Qing hurried forward to support him, pressing a cane into his hand.

Fighting to this extent, Ji Mo had already exchanged well over a hundred moves with the demigod knight, suffering severe injuries and being stained with blood all over, with one of his arms nearly shattered.

Ye Hao walked straight outside and saw Zhang Ziyuan's car parked by the roadside. He stepped forward to place the luggage in the trunk before getting straight into the vehicle.

As for why another pair of gold and wood attributes were now following this purely earth-attribute fellow, the second manager had no leisure to ponder further, because A-Jin and A-Qing had already made their move, and he had to figure out a way to evade them.

Putting away the map, Mo Fan let out a breath and turned to walk out. However, the moment he stepped out from beneath the stone lion, countless powerful auras suddenly emerged within the range of his divine sense.

"Yuyan, bring him out. I'll cover you," Hawkeye said, holding his pistol as the hawk spirit flew inside. Instead of searching around, it hovered directly above Qian Jiangyue.

The three of them looked at each other in dismay and reached a conclusion: this underground palace would never welcome a second demon warship. Even if it did, the coincidence could not possibly be so precise.

"The arrangement is quite nice, too. It fits the style of this song very well. Changing it might cause it to lose its flavor," Guan He said with a smile.

True, she had indeed lectured Ye Hao just now, but what was her relationship with him? They were classmates, and even more so, friends. Naturally, her words were spoken in a playful spirit. Yet what on earth were the two of you? Just because something displeased your eyes, you felt entitled to hurl groundless abuses? Just because of a passing aversion, you could slander others with reckless abandon?

Wu Qiangu looked somewhat apprehensively at the soldiers in bronze armor, clutching his five-colored token as he retreated to the side. Those bronze-armored soldiers acted as though they could not see Wu Qiangu at all, continuing forward in pursuit of the direction Mo Fan had taken.

Ah Huang smiled and nodded. This outward expression was visible to both Lord Ting and City Lord Run. Knowing that after a brief discussion they had finally made up their minds, the two exchanged a knowing smile.

Mo Lan felt her skin was truly thick indeed. From refusing milk to starving to feeling unwell after eating rice paste, to gradually growing accustomed to breast milk, and now even facing bedwetting and soiled trousers with absolute composure, she had to admit she had completely lost all sense of shame.

Upon hearing Mo Xize's words, Mo Zhan also ordered his men to untie the poor children who had been bound up like rice dumplings.

Ji Li, already boiling with rage, found Yang Chi's remarks thoroughly living up to stoking his fury, nearly causing him to spit a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

Guoguo did not expose her mother's white lie. If her mother was unwilling to tell her, she would trust her mother instead, silently harboring a grievance in her heart against that father for being so completely devoid of romance—walking away simply because her mother told him to, without even the capability to avoid appearing before her mother ever again.

A bronze mirror as tall as a person, a dressing table laden with intoxication, a rosewood wardrobe filled with bright red dresses, an enlarged carved wooden bed, and various pieces of handcrafted rosewood furniture.

The moment the second sword was unsheathed, everyone's gaze flickered in a trance. Now that Ye Juexing had unleashed his full might, that combat power was terrifying indeed.

A few days later, Grand Empress Dowager Mo, allied with the Prince Regent, issued a proclamation to the entire world that Wang Muran was their biological son, formerly the Heir of Prince Duan.

"Within the Great Mansion Dynasty, aside from the warriors of the Northern and Western Prefectures, even those from the Central Prefecture and other dynasties are getting involved. This contest will inevitably implicate the common people and the secular world," Long Xie frowned and said.

Mo Lan and Chen Jin did not hold any grand ceremony; instead, surrounded by close friends, they simply watched each other bow and complete the wedding rites. Witnessed by her parents, Mo Lan slipped into a beautiful bridal gown and wed the man she had pursued for so many years.