Chapter 121: Audience with the Emperor

“You people are talking nonsense! What a mess!”
The Princess of Yuyang could no longer tolerate it; these people were openly and covertly implying that the emperor was a tyrant and a traitor to the people.

“Miss, I don’t believe we know you,” several voices turned to her.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t know me, but what you’re saying...”

Mu Chen felt a chill under Lace’s gaze, as if he were once again facing that wild boar king in the mountains behind Chen Family Village.

“Really?” Xiahou Cheng furrowed his brows and asked, because Yinyue was definitely not that kind of person. Yet, seeing Ti’s expression with no hint of jest, he couldn’t help but question.

“Ling Shao, are you alright?” In a hidden chamber of the Hall of Longevity, Shen Boru calmed his mind and used his spiritual perception to peer inward. What he saw shocked him deeply. He spoke each word carefully, his face full of concern.

As they spoke, the group had already arrived outside the gates of Prince Chen’s mansion. Bai Xuan’er was surprised and somewhat flattered that Baili Lan had personally escorted her out.

Shen Shiman believed that Lin Yi was truly poor. Though she knew he had made quite a bit of money from Feili, the National Medical Hall, and even the arcade in Yanhai City, acquiring such a large enterprise as the National Medical Hall could leave him deeply in debt. Being broke with over a billion owed was, in a way, a level of its own.

His original intent was to disparage Duan Jian and tell Yu Su that the man was unworthy of lifelong trust; but once the words left his mouth, they sounded like an insult to Yu Su herself, belittling her as a wife unable to win her husband’s heart! As the thought crossed his mind, Junchen’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, and the corners of his lips tightened.

No wonder he was a reporter; a single question hit the crux of the matter. This was precisely what everyone present was concerned about. The question was far more effective than the angry shout from the fat policeman earlier. Instantly, the scene fell silent, everyone anxiously awaiting Huo Zihang’s response.

This time, Lin Yi did not immediately refuse. After all, with the Tian family’s thorn removed, even if he left Yanhai City, he would not worry as much. Yet, the city’s arcade market was in ruins, and he still needed to help Zhao Yueyi get it back on track. Moreover, Tanya Qing’s eye ailment made it hard for him to let go.

Simply put, if one did not clearly understand Lingnan’s future from the start, the construction of the Baifei Company headquarters would only be a futile and burdensome project.

After two months of arduous travel, the bridal procession finally arrived within the borders of Lanling. To demonstrate national prestige, the Ministry of Ceremonies reorganized the group, increasing the number of musicians. The long, melodious sound of horns filled the air, solemn and weighty.

After she took the medicine, she was coaxed to sleep. Then she instructed Jiang Liyuan to watch over her so she wouldn’t wander off. Meanwhile, she went to town to buy some fresh vegetables to cook porridge for her.

Seeing Jiang Ning awaken and enter a state of cultivation once more, Bei Yinzhiyao nodded in satisfaction. For three days, Jiang Huanyu had cared for Jiang Ning with her, only leaving after hearing that Jiang Ning would wake tonight—and indeed, her prediction was correct.

After sharing a meal with Jiang Qingqing, Huanyan, Xie Anlan, and Jiang Qingqing accompanied her to the examination hall set up by the Ministry of Rites.

The strongest warriors of North Korea groaned in dismay. They had thought Li Xiaoran was terrifying enough, but Fang Zong was even more formidable.

In her memories, she had made a wish to a coffin, from which a red flower flew out.

Because of Jiang Ning’s presence, this prodigy of the Heavenly Dao Sect suffered cold rejection before Bei Yinzhiyao, his pride utterly shattered.

But under the Conceal Breath Technique, even the Bull Demon King was unaware. It spoke to how deeply hidden this thread of energy was. Had it not been for... how else could it have been remembered?