Chapter 57: Stunned into Silence

The Supreme Young Eunuch Golden Lightning 1238 words 2026-03-20 10:19:55

"Your Highness, please forgive me! I did not mean to offend you! You are of noble birth, and I dared to transgress—I deserve to die!" Ye Cheng quickly shrank back, intending to kneel and pay his respects to the Princess, but the carriage was moving so swiftly that he could hardly move. Unable to properly bow, Ye Cheng resorted to slapping himself twice across the face.

"Enough, you can..."

"The red robe is a symbol of penitence—penitence for taking life. Whenever the Buddhas of the Glorious Temple don the red robes, it means they are about to kill." Before Steward Hao could reply, the elder beside him spoke gravely.

"Remarkable, truly remarkable," Lu Cheng exclaimed, clapping his hands and expressing his admiration without restraint.

"Very well, since you’ve spoken so earnestly, I am not one to ignore proper conduct. I will have another million dollars transferred to this bank card. As long as you can keep Zhang Dake’s forces under control, money will not be an issue," Ling Feng replied warmly, clearly moved by their sincerity.

"Ahem, Old Duke, His Majesty is asking your opinion on the border situation. The accounts from Ningxia and Datong differ..." someone beside Zhang Mao reminded him quietly.

Gu Yingge could not shake the feeling that his gaze was chilling, so cold that it was as if something had truly transpired between them.

The disciples at the Huaxia Martial Arts School continued their training as usual. Since Leng Qiufeng had not yet been discharged from the hospital, Chen Tianxing temporarily took over, helping to train his junior brothers in Leng Qiufeng’s stead.

The man slowly turned around. At a glance, I could tell he had the features of someone from Southeast Asia. Around his neck hung a Buddha amulet, glowing faintly red.

For a moment, Bai Jingqi was at a loss for words, his face flushed red. He had only made a simple remark, but Zhang Zhen immediately seized upon it, and now he had unwittingly brought trouble upon himself.

"Brother, let me help you drink a little," seeing her brother doomed, Huo Yuci bravely stepped forward to share his burden.

Wang Weijun wrapped his arms around me, slammed me to the ground, and then punched me hard—his fists were like rocks, and the blow made me see stars.

Du Yuanming sat in a daze, lost in thought, and after a long silence finally said, "Yes! Someone must be framing her! I have to call her back!" With that, he grabbed the phone on the table.

Green Bamboo cried out in alarm and immediately fainted at the emperor’s feet, losing consciousness. The emperor paid her no mind, trembling all over with rage. His fists clenched tightly, but no one noticed that within his sleeves, he was clasping fiercely the very jeweled flower—blue enamel and gold, with bee and kingfisher motifs—that Su Xin had clutched in her hand when she died.

Seeing this, all the fox spirits turned to look, none recognizing her. One fox spirit asked, "Which mountain do you hail from, fox spirit? How dare you come here and meddle?" The fox spirits bared their teeth, preparing to drive her out of the Huaqing Garden.

"My mother’s wedding—his mother was the maid of honor!" So it was no surprise that his mother told him who she saw at the ceremony.

"Senior Han, I have an idea. I wonder what you think of it?" Wang Tianxu smiled faintly, suddenly speaking during the contest of spells, though it was unclear what he intended.

He used to play League of Legends often. Ye Mo never cared much for the name Li Qing. In the game, Li Qing was a particularly strong champion, but difficult to master. Ye Mo couldn’t play him well and was frequently mocked by others—truly a tale of bitter tears.

"As expected, a cultivator is secretly aiding that patricidal wretch." As soon as the words were spoken, Wang Tianxu appeared.

It seemed simple, but was actually difficult to master. Tianxue could never wrap the filling perfectly inside the dough; almost every dumpling showed the filling through the skin, and some were simply rolled into lumps, truly a case of 'you are within me, and I am within you.'