Volume 1, Chapter 39: Establishing the Persona of a Talented Woman

In the blink of an eye, the day of the Longevity Festival arrived. Jiu Mu and Luo Chen accompanied Lady Yue to the palace, while the Marquis of Cheng'en had already entered earlier.

"Jiu Mu," Lady Yue whispered softly, "once we are inside, keep your wits about you."

Luo Jia cast a glance at me, seemingly seeking my opinion. I certainly understood Long Xuan’s predicament, but with my parents in the hands of the Old Demon Chen—a man who was never anything but villainous—I knew that if I avoided him, that old hound would undoubtedly harm them.

A price list was posted above: Three-Egg Shumai and Golden Ratio Shumai were ten dollars for three, while the meat-filled flatbreads were six dollars each. These were mid-range prices; in America, a burger typically cost between two and seven dollars. Wang Kai was quite confident in his culinary skills.

Inside the Haoshi Group, Yang Hua sat in his office, his eyes frequently darting toward Su Yingmei’s desk outside.

Zhong Tong loved snacks and always carried some in her bag. Seeing the situation, she pulled out a pack of beef jerky to share with everyone. Since no one was really focused on the quality of the food, Wu Han, the most boisterous of them all, simply hauled an entire case of white liquor onto the table and tore open the packing tape.

Master Yushen formed hand seals, and the Seven-Star Sword in his grasp danced frantically in the air before him. The countless vines beneath my feet burst into flames instantly.

Empress Dowager Cian and the Emperor endured the pungent odor as they stepped into the factory. They observed the scene before them, listening as Di Long explained where each piece of equipment would be installed and how the newspapers would be printed. Di Long gestured toward the specific locations for the machinery, painting a picture of what the facility would look like once everything was in place.

Hearing this, Baobei suddenly recalled her time with Mo Xianan and turned her head away, unable to bear looking at her two sons any longer.

Seeing me enter, Gu Zhiqing walked over with a smile. "Xiaoxi, you're here. Come, sit." Without waiting for my consent, she took my hand and led me over.

Mo Xianan, however, could not bring himself to smile. With a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands thrust into his pockets, he stared outside with a roguish air, his sharp eyes clouded with confusion.

Ling Yang gladly agreed. The two walked hand in hand down the hillside, wandering through the seemingly endless sea of fragrant snow-white blossoms, chasing each other in play, their laughter ringing out—it was a moment of unparalleled romance.

The reason Ye Tian went in person was partly to block Elder Zhao from trying to repay his favors by dismantling the Zhu family.

Now, Zhou Jin seemed to have softened his sharp edges because of that wild vegetable dumpling, becoming steady and grounded, yet still burdened by his concern for the nation and its people.

Following Mumen Rider’s declaration, a transformation belt suddenly appeared, followed by a blinding burst of light. As the crowd watched him enveloped in the radiance, they never imagined he possessed such a capability.

In truth, she had been very firm at the start. She had even said to Pei Nanchuan, "There is no future for us, but don't you want to become a better person and take responsibility for whoever comes next?"

After all, the Emperor had always been impulsive when it came to which consort he chose to favor. Aside from Noble Lady Rou, he had never seen the Emperor be so considerate of anyone else.

Pei Nanchuan’s mood had just begun to improve, but the moment Dong Xiaoxiao brought up the topic, his spirits plummeted once more.

As a member of the Medicine King Society, he had often tried to change the current state of the organization, which was as loose and disorganized as scattered sand.

In any case, as far as Qin Feng was concerned, he would remain guarded against anyone—not just someone who had saved his life, but even his own parents, wife, or children.

In her previous life, Shen Nanqiao had entered the palace as a noble lady but never once received the Emperor’s favor. Presumably, part of the reason was that reports of her poor conduct within the Shen household had reached the Emperor’s ears.