Chapter 52: Rising Tide Lifts All Boats

On the other side, Jiang Lanfang was unexpectedly called by her former mother-in-law, Feng Xiuyin. “Lanfang, you’ve really made a name for yourself. Many people in the village have seen your TikTok videos, even the village chief came by to ask about you.”

Jiang Lanfang was surprised. Since the divorce, she had hardly kept in touch with her former mother-in-law. After all these years, suddenly receiving a call mentioning the village chief—it must be that she needed something.

Not one to guess blindly, with her straightforward nature, Jiang Lanfang asked directly, “What about the child?”

Thinking about it, Su Lanxu suddenly sensed that Xia Chuyi had seemed somewhat different lately.

Although the lord had insisted on helping, if Madam Ru didn’t approve, they still had to follow her orders.

“Good words are not said twice…” Though Peach’s face was full of guilt, she still stubbornly responded.

Cheng Xuanfeng ground his teeth in hatred. How could he possibly believe that at a time like this, when Xi’er had already died, it wasn’t just a perfect excuse to pile more blame on them?

When Cang Wuji came over to massage her, she had no interest at all and simply pushed his hand aside.

“You…” Peach was about to say more, but Guo’er had already swum over from the poolside and then jumped directly onto Shen Mochen’s back.

Without time to think further, Qing Yu quickly disheveled her hair, burned several holes in her coat, and swiftly smeared some ash on her face and body, making herself look utterly disheveled.

Finally unable to endure any longer, she placed her hand over the short dagger hidden inside her boot. Just then, a violent pounding came suddenly from the courtyard gate.

They were on the second floor, and this private room had an excellent view, allowing them to clearly see the comings and goings at the Zhaoyuan Restaurant.

When the steward opened the ancestral hall door and entered, he saw Wang Yifan standing there frustrated, while the lady lay lifeless on the ground.

He swallowed the blood in his throat, his tiger-like eyes wide with fury, but unfortunately, his threats had no effect on Linlang.

After today’s banquet, Qin Fengyi granted a three-day leave to the officers who had accompanied him on the western campaign, allowing everyone some rest. He also instructed the various military units to negotiate short breaks for the soldiers, though these would be staggered.

Of course, if you don’t use some tricks to keep her, what if someone else steals her away? Wouldn’t you be doomed to a lifetime of bachelorhood?

Han Lianyi felt she could no longer continue with her work. She pulled her hand away from Lian Shuo’s, turned to face him bravely, reminding herself inwardly that he was just her younger brother.

After the emperor ascended the throne, Shi Liangdi, as a trusted confidante of the crown princess and having no children, was elevated to the rank of noble consort.

Ye Chu thought that if it weren’t for the author’s blind favoritism towards the male lead, Lu Huai would never have ended up in such a plight.

With Emperor Jing’an’s fate still uncertain, Qin Fengyi, who commanded a large army, held the moral high ground, and managed state affairs in the capital, was practically just one title away from being the supreme ruler of the realm.

She couldn’t help but reach out to touch her numb scalp, tapped her shoulder, then went over to the bedside.

Moreover, neither Liu Yao nor Agudo could be judged by ordinary standards—one was a giant demon, the other a prodigy of the Asura clan, both gifted beyond the norm.

Thus, at present, the number of places available in the martial world was exactly ten. These ten already occupied one-third of the quota. It seemed like a lot, but compared to nearly two hundred martial artists, it was nothing.

“Bad thoughts? Then you should be in the shower right now,” Wei Feng said with a laugh.

“Brother Song, Chaoyun is right. To catch the thief, first catch the king. Don’t rush; we’ll find a way slowly,” Wan Che urged.

On one hand, it could be said that the digital talents he cultivated were exceptionally powerful. That’s why these incidents were quickly suppressed, never spreading further, justifying the high salaries he paid to recruit them.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yifan silently rolled his eyes and refused to say another word to Ming Zhao. He feared that if he spoke one more sentence, it might just drive Ming Zhao to death from anger.