Chapter 153 As Long As You Are Willing

"As long as you are willing, I can abandon the Dragon family of the Imperial Capital at once, and give my full support to the Jiang family in unifying the entire nation!"
"From now on, the grievances between us shall be written off, and we can maintain a cooperative relationship to ensure your Jiang family's rule over the Dragon Kingdom. How does that sound?"
In the garden, Jiang Chen and Murong Xiu were taking a stroll, followed closely by Ye Changqing.
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If it were not for her profoundly deep memories of the Xing clan from her past life, even she would have found it difficult to detect any anomaly in the Xing clan's recent behavior and words.
Replacing the vast grasslands was an endless wasteland resembling a myriad-mile Gobi desert, where one could see a reddish, haze-like deep earth and dry dust floating above it.
Once the past events were recounted, the Moon God buried all his thoughts deep within his heart. He knew that he had misunderstood Xi Ling Qianqiu all these years, yet it was precisely these years that had placed towering obstacles between him and Xi Ling Qianqiu, barriers not easily crossed with just a few words.
Hearing these words, Qi Yao's emotions gradually calmed down. Many people would vehemently deny having ever loved someone who had hurt them.
No one knew how wonderfully she had treated Chong Jian, but... perhaps she had never truly looked at this son properly.
Tantai Junyan sat down beside the Moon God, staring at his profile with a complex expression. Seeing that the Moon God had changed into this attire today, she had actually noticed it, yet she did not step forward, choosing instead to follow far behind him, simply wishing to see what he intended to do.
"Don't touch those flowers, they are all highly toxic!" Feng Jiutian's body shimmered with a brilliant radiance. When he laid eyes on these exotic flowers and rare herbs, a sense of unease gripped his heart. Who on earth created this formation, and who on earth scattered so many things here that should not even exist in this realm crude?
The proprietor of the crude apothecary nodded and said, "Once this period passes, I will seriously consider this matter." After all, he also longed for a more comfortable life, and he felt a trace of envy toward the current state of Wu Yong and his companions.
This brought his total attribute value up to a staggering 52 points! No natural creature could ever possess such a high rating.
Drums and horns thundered, and armor clanked. Banners fluttered like clouds, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers who were the first to land advanced slowly like a moving forest. Their cold, gleaming weapons and sabers, alongside the high-flying colorful banners, instantly swelled with an indomitable mountain-like aura.
Lin Sen silently watched her receding figure, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine as the entire house turned eerily gloomy and terrifying.
"What is there for me to be afraid of? Without you, I would have nothing left at all. What else do you need to fear? What can he possibly do to me? Gu Jinhuan deserved it; she brought it all upon herself." Shen Ruomei grabbed hold of him.
"Feng'er, why are you here?" Jun Sheng said with utmost naturalness, showing not a shred of surprise upon seeing her.
Watching his resolute back, Jun An covered his mouth with his hand. He knew that once the Young Master made a decision, it would never change. As for Empress Feng, he was determined to win her! Yet, he found himself unable to persuade him to give up, and he seemed to already envision the possessed look he would wear when consumed by obsession.
"The one who was never worthy is me, not her." Mo Ran cast a chilling, disgusted glance at Sima Sulan, whose eyes were filled with resentment and grievance.
"Elder, where are you headed? Let us escort you there!" Leng Yue looked at the crowd before her, standing so close that their toes touched heels and their sleeves brushed together. Then, gazing at the elderly person now in the twilight of her years, she felt her heart soften as she spoke.
Lu Shaoyu noticed that she had lost herself in thought and had misstepped several times, landing squarely on his feet, yet she remained completely oblivious to it.
An Junxian was in the living room, smoking a pipe and tending to flowers and plants, and only slowly raised his head upon hearing the housekeeper's voice.
Jian Ying chuckled foolishly, his handsome face flushing red as he looked at her, not knowing how to reply.
Gongsun Changsheng had been tracking the whereabouts of the spiritual sword, and now it had finally appeared. He immediately cast an invisibility spell and channeled his spiritual energy to halt its attack.