Forty-two old friends, a chance encounter with Marquis Pei Yu.

There were still a dozen or so female customers on the first floor browsing the jewelry. Seeing Meng Yun pointing and selecting items so rapidly, everyone paused to watch the spectacle. A few were just about to make snide remarks, mocking the shop assistant for wasting his time on someone who couldn't afford the goods, when they suddenly caught sight of the young maid behind the woman, fanning her with a special fan while beaming with joy. They immediately shut their mouths.

"Yun'er, that is enough." Zhou Yaru was numb by now, yet seeing her daughter-in-law picking out items for her own daughter made her feel both delighted and distressed.

"Your Majesty, I still cannot agree! I remain convinced that only Confucian classics should be taught!" Li Gang shook his head once more.

Bai Zhufeng scratched her head in frustration. After counting everyone she knew, it seemed Blue Butterfly was the only person left she could turn to.

"Remember to have the servant change the medicine on your eyes and rewrap them with gauze," Ye Fei said softly.

Even Mike had been unsure of what to do, yet the old doctor had managed to resolve it. He was truly remarkable.

"Mu Han, why aren't you following? What are you hesitating about?" Lin Shuran glanced at Xia Muhan, who was still standing there in a daze, and muttered.

With a roar, Lan Qianyue drew the Divine Sword Zhan Yan. Instead of retreating, she advanced, slashing out with a single strike to meet the fiercely approaching Zi Lengyu.

Yu Zhenting’s voice was deep and resonant, flowing through the air like a cello. Yu Nan’s body stiffened, but his expression remained serious and guarded. Ever since Yu Zhenting had asked him to investigate, he had known that this day was not far off.

Julia composed herself slightly. She had never been one to consider the future or the consequences of her actions—in that regard, she was very different from Yu Zhenting. Yet, it was this very spontaneity and carefree nature that made her listen, in this moment, to the only clear and resounding voice within her heart.

She arrived in Country M at two in the afternoon; it must have been seven in the evening back in Xuancheng. The blinding sunlight upon stepping off the plane was her first impression of the country.

"Big Brother, their supply of hot oil cannot be infinite. Let’s charge again in a moment!" another man beside him suggested.

As soon as he spoke, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind him began to wave their banners and shout, their voices shaking the very heavens.

"Young Master, help! A snake, a snake—a snake is going to bite me!" Subconsciously closing her eyes, Ziyu shrieked wildly. The sensation of the cold snake slithering across her face was bone-chilling.

Who would have thought that upon stepping into Black Sea City, she, Xiao Yulei, would stumble upon the demonic lotus incense by sheer coincidence.

Xianyin and Xingchen were seated on the left, while Jifeng and Xuanwu were seated on the right. Grandmaster Taixuan sat in the center on the sect leader's chair, while the Dugu Sword Saint sat unrestrained on a chair at the very back.

The drinking lasted until the afternoon, when the sky grew overcast. We discussed a few more matters, and soon it was evening. I asked Lei Liu to stay for dinner, but he had another engagement, so he didn't remain. After seeing them off, it was past the Hour of the Rooster. Once we had eaten, Furong and I climbed onto the heated brick bed.

The "Wedding Dress Divine Art"... If not for this art, perhaps her father would still be a seventh-rank county magistrate, and she, in all likelihood, would have long since married some local rustic. How then could she have achieved today's glory, ascending to the throne of the Four Consorts and securing a place for herself within the inner palace?

"What happened?" Seeing Zhao Shu’s face change drastically, Huan Yi asked in a panic, then immediately added, "Sir, no need to answer; I shall go and make arrangements." With that, he strode out.

At that moment, the old woman who had been carried into the hall was still unconscious, so Hua Shunyu sent a servant out to fetch a bucket of well water.

In truth, she could have taken her son and flown back directly, but this was a country of the 22nd century with advanced technology; flying directly was still not safe.

Thunder rumbled across the sky above once again. Everything experienced yesterday was, indeed, no nightmare.

Diarmuid was currently brandishing the Yellow Rose as he battled the giant bear. Despite its massive size, the bear was exceptionally agile within the cave, and several excellent opportunities Diarmuid had found were skillfully dodged by the beast.