Volume One, Chapter 59: Jiang Yue?

The room was furnished with quiet elegance and refinement.

Carved sandalwood tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and atop a table sat an exquisite blue-and-white porcelain vase holding a few fresh, dewy blossoms that exuded a faint, lingering fragrance.

Several landscapes and calligraphic scrolls with distant, profound artistic conceptions hung upon the walls, imparting a literary aura to the space.

For a fleeting moment, Chen Zhuo'er felt that things were quite good just like this—to be held in Instructor Tong's embrace was truly wonderful.

The only sounds around them were the wind sweeping through the mountain forest and the ocean-like roaring of the tree leaves shaking in the breeze.

Hearing Xue Qinglian's words, Gangzi and I stopped simultaneously, then turned our heads to look at him.

Yun Xing sat nearby, quietly sipping tea without a word. The current situation had indeed spun out of control.

The coachman cracked his whip, and with a neigh, the horse began to pull the carriage forward. Anxious that Qing Xuan might wake up in the middle of the night and discover her missing, Xia Xiaoxiao couldn't even be bothered to make idle chatter with the coachman. She only instructed him to keep heading due south—the truth was, she didn't know the way at all, so they would just travel wherever they could for now, shaking off Murong Qinglian's pursuers first.

As a dignified Grand Tutor and a pillar of state who had served under three successive emperors, if he successfully assisted the Crown Prince to the throne, he would become a pillar of four reigns, and his status would be sky-high.

Qing Mo'yan wrapped his arms around her waist from behind with a dark expression to prevent her from rushing straight out to greet the other party.

Being passively pushed along, Su Yun felt utterly helpless and let out a lingering sigh: "Could it be that those two are not on good terms?" Is that why they needed her as cannon fodder?

"Crack!" A crisp sound rang out from beside the old man, resembling shattering glass. The invisible protective barrier surrounding him was violently distorted and shattered.

Qingyi held a teacup, her palms absorbing the warmth radiating from the cup's surface. Her pretty eyes were lowered slightly as she spoke calmly.

The scented sachets sent yesterday were almost gone, so she didn't send the shop assistant out to distribute more. However, many customers came to watch, so Zhangzhu had the shop assistant and the accountant help sell medicine while she sat alongside Doctor Liu to consult patients.

I let out an extremely reluctant howl, dragged myself up all at once, and shook my head, my mind a complete blur.

Ying Huo of the Demon Sect remained silent for a long time without speaking again, but his breathing was visibly much heavier. Even within such a wondrous and mystical space, it exuded a faint, oppressive aura.

Yet he had not anticipated how young Li Simeng was, nor how resistant she would be to these arranged meetings.

Nan Xun's attention was entirely focused on the rose, so she failed to notice the change in Jiang Xiubai's expression.

Thanks to her brother Han Yichen, Qiao Wei also learned that Li Simeng's birthday was next month.

After looking it over, Zhangzhu placed the invitation back into its brocade box just as it was, then tucked it into a drawer and gave it no further thought.

This was nothing less than a painting. Across the empty, rolling grassland, a divine steed, a dragon-descended mount, a true thousand-li steed was walking toward you.

The maidservants had already tidied up the rooms for Zhangzhu, and Baoyan hurried over with the luggage they had brought. When she went to see Zhangzhu, she found her sorting through a large stack of papers beneath the window.

Only Shui Lingyue, not far away, glanced coldly in this direction before shifting her gaze back to rest mostly on Feng Shuzhu, turning away once more.

"If this continues, she will slowly become transparent, and then... vanish completely," Li Luo said slowly, his mood exceptionally heavy.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows as cyan light surged over his arms. The azure dragon claw in the sky became even more solid, casting a brilliant radiance accompanied by a terrifying fluctuation.

The lightning struck down upon the camp like a detonated nuclear bomb, instantly obliterating it. The ground below was completely leveled to the earth.