Chapter 105: The Strange Artifact

The expressions of the middle-aged man and the elder shifted repeatedly.

The elder narrowed his eyes. "Her Highness? You are a princess of the Chang clan? How could you possibly be without a Third Realm protector by your side?"

The middle-aged man’s eyes also betrayed a flicker of suspicion. While the Eastern Emperor Divine Realm might not be anything extraordinary, the Chang clan, backed by powerful masters within that realm, was not a force to be trifled with by ordinary people.

If this woman in the black dress were truly a princess of the Chang clan, then to harm her... they would have to silence her completely. Otherwise—

Logically, high-ranking generals like him and Li Mu should not be wandering aimlessly throughout the State of Qin. However, since the King of Qin had written to Zhu Xiang, stating that Zhu Xiang was free to roam and should take the opportunity to inspect the conditions of the fields in Guanzhong and Guandong, they simply cast themselves in the role of Zhu Xiang’s personal guards.

Although these medicinal herbs were incredibly precious, Old Man Liu felt it was still insufficient. He had promised to give them all to Wu Dian after saving Minghua; how could a master-disciple initiation be so lacking in sincerity? Knowing that Wu Dian would have a massive demand for herbs in the future, Old Man Liu planned to transfer his own pharmaceutical factory into Wu Dian’s name to make it easier for him to procure and refine medicine later on.

The other outer-sect disciples muttered complaints about Wang Xiu’s lack of potential, though they followed him closely nonetheless.

He did not necessarily have to seek out his peers for combat; he could also train with seniors who were stronger than him, using them to hone his skills. Once he reached the peak of the Second Stage, he would then seek out the long-faced man.

The Zhong family stood high above the rest. Even when issuing political decrees, they usually did so via a single jade slip, rarely sending people in person.

This had a subtle connection to the stars scattered across the sky, as if the human body were capable of communicating with heaven and earth.

At this moment, the second brother had not yet realized that the third brother had already been done in. He threw a brick with great force again, only for it to ricochet off the glass and knock himself out. The two of them now slept soundly before the grave.

He was not insane; he could not bring himself to do something like wanting the whole world to know of his great feat.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Shen Nencai continued to resist the paternity test, but Ming Yuan ignored him and directly ordered those restraining him to pull out a strand of his hair.

They surrounded the rice shop so tightly that even Lin Chenyu and the others could not find a way inside.

As the carriage swayed, Bai Xiao’s emotions gradually calmed. She lifted the curtain to look outside; the carriage was approaching a tea house named "Bamboo Hermitage."

Li Xiaodong, who had not expected to see such a scene upon entering, shook his hand, and his bowl fell.

As for Shangguan Lan and Wanfeng? Wanfeng would very likely have the Second Imperial Princess reveal her identity to gain entry into the city.

If what the ghost messenger said was true, his soul would be exhausted in three to five years. How could he afford to wait?

"If not for your great kindness, Mistress, I would likely already be walking the road to the afterlife. I will keep your life-saving grace etched in my heart forever." Seeing that Suixi did not appear angry, Miaoxue dressed neatly, stepped off the bed, knelt before Suixi, and kowtowed heavily three times.

Su Xinyi sat before her computer, dressed in her pajamas with her arms wrapped around her legs, staring blankly at the admissions page of the Education Bureau. Her cursor hovered over the field for the entrance exam registration number, but she remained motionless for a long time.

The next day, Tang Zijing arrived early to accompany Lady Guan to pay her respects to Old Madam Luo. Perhaps it was because she was in such high spirits, but the old madam’s complexion appeared much better than it had the day before.

Guo Jingjun looked at Suixi with resentment. She had intended to use that fetal-protection medicine to get rid of this wretched girl, never expecting to be bitten back in return.

As the sound escaped her lips, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. The scent of blood wafted from her palm; she looked down to see it stained a deep, dark red. As she spread her fingers, they felt sticky, and with the passing breeze, the air at her nose and mouth grew chillingly cold, the metallic tang of blood intensifying.

Wang Heng ignored him and spoke softly to Liang Xinming, "Let’s go." His gaze dropped to the gold-tiled floor beneath her feet, worried she might slip.

"I’ve made up my mind, but couldn't you give me a few days to buffer?" Su Ye said as she fed Chenchen, but just then, the doorbell rang.