Chapter 53

When Gong Yuchen walked in, he happened to see Jiang Qiaoer gesturing animatedly, and the corners of his lips naturally curled up into a smile.

A flowerpot shattered entirely, and its shards grazed Qin Jinyu’s clothing, tearing a long gash.

The door opened, and an old servant stepped out wearing a heavy cloak, looking completely composed. Having lived here for so many years, what was there that could ruffle him?

As a result, seeing that it was such a cold day yet she was sitting so close to the window wrapped in nothing more than a thin blanket, Aunt Wen immediately added another quilt for her.

It could be said that following the Cannes red carpet appearance, Wei Xiao and Chi Zao achieved overnight stardom, and the kind of popularity where their public favorability was exceptionally high.

Huaizhen recalled Yunxia’s description of him: "When he's in a good treat, he'll throw an arm around your shoulders, call you brother, and treat you to a lavish feast."

Organizing this gathering today was primarily to bring her out to meet his friends, go through the formalities, and incidentally dispel those rumors so everyone would know that his family’s Zaozao was the crown princess he had personally chosen.

Suddenly, a fit of coughing came from the doorway. Old Master Qin sat in his wheelchair, gazing up at the ceiling.

"Hehe, hehe." Manager Chen Ping, usually such a serious man, had his entire face crinkled into a smile resembling a blooming chrysanthemum. Right now, no words could possibly convey his excitement and thrills.

Ye Qianchong finally turned around, lifted her hand to look at her fingertips huddled together in her palm, and then glanced at Lin Jie, who had just returned after seeing the guests out. She casually wiped away her tears, only for them to stream down even more fiercely.

Although Meng Yufan knew she shouldn't think this way, she couldn't help but split hairs; the reason Wan Hua was unwilling to live with her was probably entirely because of this younger sister.

Fortunately, she had put those two pieces of brocade away, placing them in the cabinet behind the screen. Anyone looking for the brocade would inevitably have to tidy up this area.

"Why prepare a hot water bottle?" Qingqian asked in surprise, failing to see what a hot water bottle had to do with going to Qiongyu Courtyard.

"Not yet, but the fifth brother said he would mention it to His Majesty on my behalf," Nangong Shuo said with a nonchalant swagger.

After repeatedly assuring her that she would be fine and that she could handle it, and talking for a long time to convince Auntie He, she finally set out.

He thought to himself that seeing was indeed better than hearing about it; this Junior Brother Chen was truly as the rumors described... not someone easy to deal with.

He had been searching for the truth of that time, hoping to offer an explanation, but all of it had become empty words long ago, and Ye Xi no longer cared.

Constrained by his pride, Nangong Hao only sent people to secretly search everywhere for An Wanqing’s whereabouts, without making the matter public.

After all this commotion, the old matriarch remained unfazed, not casting a single glance aside as she continued to mechanically click through her prayer beads, looking like a detached master of the otherworldly. Now, even when Sunshi spoke, she merely flicked her eyelids without any further reaction.

She had asked several times already, but he wouldn't say. No matter how much she asked hereafter, Ouyang Yi would not tell her.

"This official wishes to impeach Duke Jing of the state—" As soon as those words left his mouth, murmurs rippled through the gathered officials, plunging the Hall of Diligent Government into sudden silence.

Ji Gang withdrew his gaze from the graceful and alluring Dongfang Bubai and knelt in prostration before the Prince of Qin.

Whether it was due to the fever reducer and the cooling patch, Song Yuanqing felt that Xi Yunjing had swept away his previous exhaustion, and his spirits had visibly improved.

Though there was a slim, accidental chance of a Level Three or Four appearing, would there really be one in a million capable of breaking through the suppression of the Heavenly Dao?

Unfortunately, they didn't dare to bargain with the Great Demon King. The memory of the beating they had received earlier was still fresh in their minds, and they had no desire to be beaten again—though another beating might well cost them their lives.

She couldn't possibly say that lines like these were dime-a-dozen in television dramas, audio dramas, spanning large chunks, even more explicit and outrageous than this.

Thinking of this, Jiang Huoshui felt a sense of strangeness. She had killed Xia Chan last night—no, to be precise, it was Xia Chan disguised by Ye Kui; the real Xia Chan was probably long dead. She hadn't had time to dispose of the body back then, so why hadn't there been any commotion at this hour?

Emperor Nanfeng’s expression froze momentarily. Naturally, he had long-term calculations, but in his plan, this should have been proposed by his own mouth rather than having Jiang Huoshui seize the initiative.

The turbulent undercurrents between the two were completely taken in by Jiang Huoshui not far away. Having selected the fabric and handed it to the tailor, she turned and left with total indifference.

Jiang Ziang had to fly the kite himself, but he rarely played with such things. Moreover, the wind at the moment was weak, so despite pulling the paper kite and running frantically for a long time, he failed to get it airborne. The eagle-shaped kite fell to the ground like a defeated rooster.

Blazing fires raged like rising waves, and Jinwu stared coldly at Taiyi, his golden pupils devoid of the slightest ripple.

The nurse at the doorway said nothing more, walking straight inside. Just a minute or two after she entered, a police officer outside followed her in.

Zhang Xiu cast a helpless glance at Cai Ba, then said loudly, "In that case, let us take our seats in the great hall." With that, Zhang Xiu led the way toward the academy's main hall. Cai Yong and the two others exchanged glances and quickly followed. Sima Hui and the three others smiled faintly, stepping closely behind, and the crowd of students surged into the great hall as well.

Silence—deathly silence. Everyone's gaze converged, staring blankly at Taiyi and the young man.

With that, Chen Xuanwei unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt and turned to walk toward the nightclub. Seeing this, Mu Niansxue quickly followed.

"Here?" Chen Xuanwei shook his head with a wry smile. A place like this was indeed hidden; aside from satellites in the sky, there wasn't even a single surveillance camera here. No wonder the little girl Mu had searched for so long without finding it.

Wang Hao let out a "puff" and nearly spat out the coffee he had just swallowed. After breaking into a fit of heavy coughs, he slowly regained his composure, staring at the message with dark lines crisscrossing his forehead.

According to the situation you described, your friend should only be at the Realm-Breaking stage. Because once cultivators reach the Realm-Breaking stage, those with relatively strong abilities truly possess the art of levitation.