Chapter 124: The Zhu Medicine Hall’s Misfortune Returns

With the Zhu Medicine Hall as his golden shield, Lin Dongliang’s confidence was through the roof. Right in front of Lin Moyan, he prepared to "expose" the ugly faces of Ye Cheng and Geng Zhongcheng.

"Hahahaha."

To Lin Dongliang’s surprise, no sooner had he finished speaking than the atmosphere—previously only shared by Geng Zhongcheng’s stifled laughter—was joined by Ye...

Beyond the banners, petals rained from the sky. They were real flower petals, red and pink, drifting down like falling snow. Behind the fresh petals followed artificial ones; after all, it was only February, and even if Peach Blossom had been holding a fortune, she could not have found so many fresh flowers.

Mother Tian’s departure left Tian Fengling in despair. At this moment, her heart was filled with confusion and panic. She truly had no job now—what was she to do? Even if she caused another scene, her employment would not return. Thinking of the future, she trembled with fear, finally tasting the bitter fruit of her past misdeeds.

"Is it Brother Tian? Hello, I am Han Lingyu." Although she was afraid, Han Lingyu did not reveal her inner thoughts at all; instead, she nodded slightly and smiled at him with complete confidence.

This time, Zuo Zhengming led an army of fifty thousand to provide reinforcements and engage the enemy, with numbers that were evenly matched, if not superior.

"What shall we have for lunch?" Tao Ran pulled out a takeout menu, intending to order in if it was convenient.

One Mo Youxun was not enough, and there was also Jun Feiyu. The crux of the matter was that these two were like oil and water; bringing them together was like lighting a fuse.

In the blink of an eye, the horses and bows were ready. Each of the three took a companion, and the party set off toward the city gates.

The lava pool began to churn, sending up waves. The scorching heat was so intense that the tips of Yun Tu’s hair began to wither.

Yu Linglong blinked her innocent eyes and nodded repeatedly. "You’re right. Although Seventh Brother is good-looking, he is not a boyfriend after all. It’s not worth risking my life for him." She watched him, her face full of smiles.

Hearing this, Ye Chen put his hands behind his back and lowered his head in contemplation. The request the lady made was not something he couldn't do; on the contrary, it was very simple for him. The difference lay in the fact that he simply did not want to do it.

This feed was called "Green Crystal Honey Roll." It was made primarily from Shiyuan honey and a certain green plant; the honey was injected into the stems of the green plant, then supplemented with White Yu powder, Golden Scale fish gelatin, and other ingredients, all boiled together.

However, the yacht moved along with it. Amidst the powerful, raging winds, the yacht was like a small boat in a violent storm, swaying and on the verge of capsizing at any moment. It was truly terrifying, and Hua Huiyue and Jin Yuzhi, who were on board, swayed along with the vessel.

"This must be fake, it must be fake!" he shouted, becoming somewhat hysterical. Even as he screamed this, Liu Xie understood that it was real; no one would be bold enough to joke about his father the Emperor’s life or death. Yet, in his heart, there remained a sliver of hope—a hope that someone had merely been bold enough to fabricate the news.

The next moment, the mental world collapsed. Lu Tianming finally regained control of his body, returned to the real world, and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen gave a casual flick of his hand, throwing the Empress away mercilessly. With a series of crashing sounds, her body pierced through several magnificent palaces, a testament to the immense strength of Ye Chen’s throw.

But the group had only just sat down for a short while when the Star River White Deer beside Qing Yu let out a cry of unease.

It sensed Jiang Yu’s presence and turned around. It took a deep look at Jiang Yu, showing no hostility, and after that single glance, it continued on its way.

Xiang Hao’s heart was filled with uncontrollable rage. With a boom, he directly transformed into his Blood Dragon Combat Form. A wicked and domineering aura swept in all directions, and the two white jade horns on his head emitted a holy radiance, as if connecting heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, a faint, subtle arc appeared at the corner of Chu Xiangsi’s mouth, clearly indicating that she was in a very good mood.