Traveling through the Middle Ages

"Shanzhu? Yes, she is my younger sister. Shanzhu, if you can save her this way, I will become your slave. Of course I mean what I say," Feng Feifei took a deep breath and repeated herself.

While they were talking cheerfully, the Fifth Prince and Fu Erkang felt rather uneasy. Exchanging glances, they didn't know what to do for the best. Over at Tianqiao, people from the large courtyard often went there to perform arts; if they ran into acquaintances, wouldn't their cover be blown?

Shanzhu had his own sound reasons for wanting to take over the cattle farm at the foot of the mountain, and this time, his eyes lit up even brighter.

When Shentu Yuntian could no longer trace her figure, and the blinding thickness of the wind and snow prevented him from even sensing her aura, he could only let out a slight, quiet sigh.

"Let's go! Today's scheduled lesson is clinical practice." With these words, he strode outside, and seeing this, Shen Xing'er hurried to follow.

A stifled feeling rose in Qiao Shengyang's heart. He stepped forward and unfolded the calligraphy written by Gu Sichen. Gu Sichen's handwriting was not the absolute best, but it was graceful, delicate, and pleasing to the eye, giving one a deeply comfortable feeling.

Imperial Noble Consort Ling indeed swayed unsteadily, her eyes half-closed, her face filled with an expression of painful endurance, as if she might collapse and faint at any second.

"What are you all staring for? Hurry up and leave your current seats, move forward..." Seeing that everyone remained completely motionless, Gu Yu felt a surge of intense anger.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and trousers, not even bothering to put on his socks, grabbed the wallet nearby, and rushed out of the room.

Shanzhu randomly grabbed a set of clothes from the wardrobe and threw them on in a messy rush—after all, there was no time to try them on properly at a moment like this.

At a command, the twelve figures flashed past, firmly subduing Feiyue and Hesui. Then, soaring into the air, they followed Xue Chen and sped away toward the deeper mountain ranges.

In the end, the family made a final decision: the ten taels of silver would be provided by Mu Silang, while any additional costs would be covered by Mu Lingluo, who would come to demand the money from her early tomorrow morning.

Zhao Zhuo was thoroughly enraged. All the primordial energy within his body surged and transformed into razor-sharp sword qi, condensing around him. The surrounding space was directly shredded into pieces, drifting into the distance along with the storm, while the sword qi grew increasingly terrifying.

Xi Xizi truly disliked scheming and plotting. Watching An Honghan exchange pleasantries with the Fourteenth Princess, she let out a bored yawn.

Influenced by the legends surrounding the medicinal pills Jun Wuxie had distributed earlier, Bai Moli had witnessed Jun Wuxie's formidable power. This made her believe implicitly in those legendary pills, prompting her to harbor the thought of lingering by Jun Wuxie's side to see if she could benefit from a few pills.

"You've performed quite well." Looking at Grandmaster Longyang as he walked back, Xuan Tian said with a trace of a smile.

Jun Wuyao opened his eyes slightly and looked at her, complex emotions surging within his chest. After holding back for a long while, he finally asked, "Will... will you still bleed in the future?" As these words slipped out, they carried a hint of nervousness and worry.

Wu Fan smiled helplessly, shrugged, and turned his head aside. Just then, however, he suddenly spotted a familiar face—it looked remarkably like Li Jiye.

The Yin and Yang Elders were undeniably formidable; none of them would deny that. Yet the Myriad Poison Emperor, being of the purple rank, ought to be even more exceptional... That being the case, why would anyone want to cross swords with the Myriad Poison Emperor?

The quadrupedal snake wanted to say more, but Lanyou stepped forward with an icy expression and, with a sharp slap, tore off its newly grown tail once again.

"I'm afraid something might get lost in transmission if I pass the message in the middle. You two had better speak face-to-face," Zhou Lingyun explained.

Pushing aside any thoughts of the recent "changes" between him and me for the moment, I picked up my phone and dialed his number.

She would rather Lan Yaoyaoxiao break down and cry in front of her, venting about the thorn buried deep in her heart. But Lan Yao did not do that; she acted as though nothing had happened, masking herself behind a smile and refusing to reveal her true emotions.

Bai Yunshen could not suppress the corners of his lips from lifting, wanting to pull her into his arms, but catching sight of Luo Man walking toward them out of the corner of his eye, he had no choice but to let go.

Shi Wei had her back turned to him as she brewed tea. With the sound of boiling water pouring into the cup, a crisp, refreshing fragrance of tea instantly permeated the air.

Lying on that soft Simmons mattress, she stared blankly at the ceiling for more than ten seconds, utterly failing to figure out how she had ended up in Duan Yichen's room, let alone on his large bed.

Seeing Young Master Lu display such an expression, Shi Wei felt even more convinced that there was something fishy going on. Could it be that the Professor had truly misunderstood?

While speaking, Fang Qinglan, maintaining her dignity as the Crown Princess, actually bent her knees and offered You'an a half-bow of apology.

Meanwhile, under Nilasong's orders, the reconstruction of the entire South City was proceeding rapidly. He believed that it would not be long before the ancient city recovered its former appearance.

The method of cooperation would be similar to that of the Lu family: distributing paper to the Cui family, who would then sell it across the country through their own channels.

"Miladyship, are you... are you Qiyi?" I forcefully suppressed the urge to cry, and after taking a few deep breaths, I asked with a slightly choked voice.

Both Tian Shuiying and Li Keran had been admitted to universities, creating a tremendous impact on the teachers within the school.

At this moment, many people picked up their phones, wishing to contact the television station and have them rebroadcast the advertisement they had just witnessed.

Besides, even if he didn't care much for material possessions, a sect that failed to even look like a sect was utterly disgraceful.

After patrolling the area, Su Tang hurried to the Su Family Restaurant in Pingkangfang, heading straight to the private room reserved by Inspector Shi and his companions.

Zhao Zhirong accompanied the Empress on her walk back. Gazing at the vast expanse of the sky and earth before her, the Empress's mood seemed to broaden considerably, and the smile accompanying her words carried a natural warmth rarely seen within the palace walls.