Chapter 58: The New Mission Is Too Hard

With a quick sidelong glance, Jiang Wan could tell that her eldest and second elder brothers were up to something.

She walked over and sat down beside her second brother, crossing her legs. Her second brother, Muyi, truly loved eating durian spiritual fruit, though she liked it just as much.

"Here, I know you like to eat, com—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a small hand reached out and pinched his lips together, top and bottom.

"Hush, Second Brother, don't speak. If you say one more word, I won't 'eat' it."

She took it.

However, after what had just happened, both Bai Kai and I were feeling rather cautious. Constantly on guard against potential ambushes ahead, our pace actually slowed down considerably.

Later, when the Kangxi Emperor learned of the matter, he was consumed by imperial fury and issued an edict commanding the Fourteenth Prince to return to the capital to report on his mission. In truth, the Fourteenth Prince had never even set foot on the battlefield, but for the sake of saving face, the Emperor forbade anyone from speaking of it, and the credit for winning the victory was inexplicably credited to the Fourteenth.

The Seventeenth Princess widened her dark, glossy eyes, her gaze sliding from her Ninth Brother's face to the eldest nephew's face. After looking back and forth several times, she shyly buried herself in Zhao Jingyu's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, wriggled her little bottom, finally lifted her head, and turned around to look curiously at the unfamiliar eldest nephew once again.

Su Ruotong seriously doubted whether Ling Xiaoxiao had also undergone double-eyelid surgery when she went for her plastic surgery; her shamelessness was growing increasingly severe. The affectionate tone she used made it sound entirely genuine.

A jolt went through both of their hearts. Could it be? They had clearly sensed that it would still take a certain amount of time to break the formation, so why had it suddenly vanished?

Murong Xue's expression changed abruptly. With a sweep of her long sleeve, she immediately flew through the air toward Wang Chongyang. Wang Chongyang instantly felt the surrounding temperature plummet, and his face went numb in an instant.

"Mom, Dad, let's talk about this later," Xize said, looking at Nan Murong. "Nan Murong, may I ask if you will walk out yourself, or should I have you escorted out? If you refuse to leave, I have the right to sue you for trespassing." Hearing Xize's words, his parents exchanged bewildered glances.

"Did you really meet Master Qizun of the endless South China Sea? Why on earth did you four elders go looking for him?" Lu Kuan asked.

"Second Prince, I truly do not understand. Am I, Liu Chuan, really destined to die? Does this world truly have no room for me, Liu Chuan!" Liu Chuan lamented with deep emotion.

Following the sound, I walked all the way to Yuzhu's courtyard. Through the narrow gap of the door, I vaguely caught sight of a crowd kneeling in the snow within the fragrant garden, shivering violently. I could not help halting my steps, momentarily uncertain whether I should force my way in.

"Boom—" Battle qi intertwined, yet those fierce beasts surging forward seemed driven by some unseen force, each one more ferocious than the last, actually crashing wildly against the bridge.

Though Yu Manwei felt strange, out of trust for Han Xiao, she said, "I can do it." She showed no resistance to Han Xiao's intimate gesture, allowing him to hold her hand.

This was not his first time at Xiao Wei's home. The first time had been during the New Year. That day, she had stayed in this unheated apartment with cold hands and feet, looking so lonely and helpless that it stirred an urge to cherish and protect her.

Leaving from in front of Bai Ye's room, she did not return to her own quarters. Instead, she requested leave, took her instructor's approved exit pass, and walked straight out of the gates of Saint Ying Academy.

At that moment, Wenbing brought in a bowl of pearl powder and warm water. After Yaoxi slowly drank it, only the three of them remained in the room, sighing deeply. Only after Yaoxi's emotions had calmed somewhat did she slowly recount the entire sequence of events.

Otherwise, given her assets and background, if she wanted a man, she wouldn't even need to express it specially—suitors would line up all the way from the South China Sea to Yanjing.

Everyone looked with joy upon the grayish-white herb in Bai Ye's hand, but before cheers could escape their lips, a strange voice abruptly interrupted them.

Seeing the thoughtful look Bai Chenghong directed at Deng Min, Bai Xiang knew that she had successfully driven a wedge between the two of them once again.