Chapter 46 Stepping Yu Ling Underfoot

With that, she pushed Chunying out, escorted her all the way to the second gate, and spoke with the guards on duty. Then she urged her onto the sedan chair outside the gate and hurried the servants to depart.

"I heard that the young lady seems to have offended someone recently, causing quite a few large silk and satin shops to join forces in suppressing her, and even Xiangrui has been dragged down along with it," Aunt Xue said the moment she arrived, bringing this up first.

Zhangsun Chong simply failed to read the situation clearly, which was why he remained as unbridled as before, and thus he had finally kicked a hard iron plate this time.

"Take a look and see if it catches your eye." Without committing to an opinion, Lady Zhu merely smiled and said those words.

The brawny man instantly flew into a rage. "Twelve hundred thousand!" He turned his head and glared viciously toward the private room from where the voice had come, his expression extremely ferocious. However, the owner of the soft, effeminate voice remained unperturbed and calmly placed his bid. "Thirteen hundred thousand!" He had abruptly increased the increment to one hundred thousand each time.

When Yongning returned to the main hall with a slightly halting gait, she saw Empress Zhangsun smiling warmly as she pulled Princess Jinyang along, examining box after box of jewelry and jade artifacts. Standing nearby, Zhangsun Jing accompanied them with a smiling face. Clearly, all these items were prepared as dowry gifts for Princess Jinyang.

No one knew the agreement reached between Yu Qian and Yue Ling. At this moment, Zhu Yi was sitting on the sofa in the living room, narrowing his eyes as he pondered something. Shu Yi and Zhen Nanfang pushed the door open and entered. Zhen Nanfang was just about to say something when Shu Yi raised a finger to his lips and made a "shh" sound, signaling him to keep quiet for fear of disturbing Zhu Yi's train of thought.

Speaking of which, Zhou Xingyu could not quite be considered a handsome man. His slightly rounded face still carried a touch of childishness and raw innocence—after all, he was merely a youth not yet twenty years old. However, the hardships and dangers he had endured along this journey had already made this young man much more composed and steady.

Back in that spatial turbulence just now, the old dragon's astonishing strike had shattered even the Void Wings, which were capable of traveling through mirror spaces. Although this old dragon was merely an avatar manifested from a section of its tail, its overwhelming strength was beyond imagination.

Having just finished the quiz questions, she felt somewhat fatigued, so Jian Su accompanied her grandmother to the kitchen to have some dessert.

Ling Qi's breathing was heavy and erratic. She had no idea why she felt such intense nervousness and fear the very moment she saw Fang Xiyuan under what seemed to be a "suspected aiming scope."

Miao Renfeng jumped out of the bathtub and walked naked toward the pile of clothes. These were garments featuring ethnic Uyghur characteristics—brightly colored and fastened entirely with cloth ties. It took Miao Renfeng some time to put the clothes on properly. Of course, before wearing them, he first had to slip on the Thousand-Face Illusory Jade Garment, while this set of Uyghur attire served merely as everyday wear.

The old mechanical man spoke a few words, and Su Lin did not refute them. In reality, triggering the light of evolution twice in such a short span of time could already be considered a miracle. Although he remained a quasi-emperor-class robot, after being baptized by the light of evolution twice, his status was now completely stabilized at the quasi-emperor-class. Most importantly, he had found a way to keep human emotional volatility in check.

In 203 BC, the Chu-Han Contention reached its most intense moment. Liu Bang was besieged by Xiangyang's nemesis Xiang Yu inside Xingyang City for a full year, completely cut off from external reinforcements and grain supply routes.

The reason for asking this was that the Shanyue were not entirely non-Han tribes; many were actually Han Chinese who had settled in the Baiyue region for various reasons, thereby becoming part of the Shanyue.

Xu Yuanxing glanced at the fleet commander with a hesitant expression and walked away in vexation. By this time, Fengyu had already infiltrated the L5 semi-fortress and could not possibly receive optical communications from the fleet, let alone download data.

"Then what about you..." Xu Gui cast a complex glance at Li Cunxiao, his left hand instinctively resting over his heart, clearly preparing himself for a tremendous shock.

With a cold shout, Shi Yi swung his blade, and the Dust-Chasing Shadow sword erupted into multiple sword qi streams that shot straight toward Yuanqiong. Treading in circular arcs, he danced freely atop the high platform.

The prison warden, Lao San, felt extremely perplexed: According to average standards, the youth's battle qi was probably only at the sixth or seventh level. No... the eighth level? Why was this youth's strength continuously growing?

"Captain, I've pondered this for a long time, yet I still can't figure out why you told Jin Danquan to play steady. His style of play doesn't suit a slow tempo," Zhang Yang asked Wang Bo.

"I know." Wang Xiaolian felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort in her heart. Seeing Pool Ye turn to leave, she nervously grabbed his hand in a tight grip.

"Mommy, I'm going to be an aunt!" Seeing the two of them talking, Huangchao Ruolian tugged at Zhou Qingyan's arm and said.

Once the Japanese devils discovered their whereabouts, they would unleash large-scale firepower strikes against them. Their entire assault team would fall into a bitter battle even before finding the division commander and the others, which was the last thing they wanted to see.

Under Bo Qichen's gaze, Yan Yanqiu unzipped her bag and took out their household registration booklets from inside.

"Mother Empress..." Hearing Empress Xian speak thus, Sikong Jingyun felt a sour ache rise in her heart. Her lips moved, but in the end, she said nothing at all.

"That's right, I simply gave him a warning," Su Muyue nodded, not denying it at all.

The old man before her clearly had fallen into this exact trap—always assuming that what he thought was right, without ever considering whether the matter itself was right or wrong.

The sudden appearance of the Japanese devils and their inquiry into his identity had both been thoroughly anticipated by him before he even arrived here. Since everything was well within Wang Si's expectations, he naturally responded with calm composure, without the slightest panic.

"What? Sanpanzi is failing?" Upon hearing Ying Kang's words, Ying Zhao and Zhao Boyu were both extremely shocked.

"Yes, yes, yes, what the Minister of Agriculture says is right. You are different now; it's better not to get involved in scouting out news and such things. If anything were to happen to you on the road, I wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility," Zhao Boyu hastily added.

Di Jiu's eyes flickered slightly. Although she did not understand why Elder Chen would make such a gesture, she still drank the medicine.

The person before her simply looked a bit older, yet the things he did were still the antics of a mischievous child; otherwise, he wouldn't have put on such a theatrical performance for her the other day.