Chapter 139: The Balcony

Xu Yancheng could hardly bear to hear those words now; he had been suppressing his emotions since morning.

“Where do you want to?” he asked her, staring intently.

“The balcony,” Lin Lu spoke boldly without hesitation.

“Say that again?” Xu Yancheng narrowed his eyes, hardly believing what he had just heard.

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“Sister Xin, don’t listen to his nonsense. I’m just overwhelmed by this sudden happiness. I feel like I’m about to fall in love,” Zhao Xu said earnestly, his gaze never leaving Hou Qian.

“Doctor Chen, I’ll need your help to check the wound at home in a few days,” Jin Yexuan said with a polite smile.

The humanoid evil tree swung a massive black-enshrouded axe. This Hateful Sky Axe had also been refined to the third realm of the Hateful Absolute. Crackling sounds rang out as a dozen fiery sword energies shattered under the axe’s blow. The black axe was now right before Xu Wen.

His fist moved like lightning, invisible to the eye. Jiang Lang felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. As the blade dropped, he tried to grab it with his right hand but was forcefully kicked away by a sweeping boot.

Night Burial, who was merging with a strange fire, heard the news and felt delighted. This meant that Night Burial was about to defy the heavens.

“First, we’ll head to the teleportation array of Tianwaitian. I’ll explain on the way,” Yun Feikong pulled Xu Wen along and soared into the sky. Shen Feiya and Yi Feiyan followed closely, riding the light of escape.

Not long after, Li Shimin’s health deteriorated further. The successive deaths of Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling deeply grieved him, worsening his condition.

The army mobilized swiftly, riding hard to the gates of Yanqi City and launching a surprise assault.

“Get lost, mind your own business! You’re not qualified to lecture me!” Wang Tuzhi rolled his eyes and was about to hang up the phone.

One afternoon in mid-July, around two o’clock, Wang Lifang came to see Zhao Hui. They had agreed to visit Li Ting’s family that afternoon.

“No, you can’t go. It’s too dangerous. Just stay here and wait for me,” Jun Moxuan refused decisively.

One reason was the chakra that could suppress the Tailed Beasts, which was already a huge attraction for villages possessing them.

If this medicine were prescribed openly by the Imperial Hospital after diagnosing the Emperor’s pulse, there would be no problem. But if a concubine secretly mixed it into the Emperor’s meals, it would be a grave humiliation for the monarch. A man’s dignity would be questioned, and if the Emperor found out, Mo Ruzhi would be in serious trouble.

The spiral-horned antelope was large, nearly five hundred jins in total. Chen Hu spent a long time processing the meat, removing the head and inedible organs, still leaving over four hundred jins.

Xinhu tried hard to suppress the urge to ask after his elders and calmly brushed aside his hand.

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