35. Please Come to My House for Dinner (The End)

"Instruct the kitchen to brew a bowl of pear blossom soup; I will go to visit the Heir later." Su Jin rose and spoke while walking away, needing to change her clothes.

Since the Enforcement Group launched their first offensive and possessed Bolin, known as the "Unbroken Shield," they certainly would not cease their efforts easily.

Another reason was that such gatherings of imperial clansmen only occurred once a year. With everyone away, the imperial palace was largely empty. Long Qiqi did not feel at ease leaving the Noble Consort behind, fearing she would be bored or that he would be distracted by worry during his journey, so he simply brought her along.

Some individuals had requested Liu Chen to help transport them to the military gathering point, offering generous rewards, but Liu Chen refused outright without a second thought.

"You provided them with a loose environment; if they truly embezzled the silver, you can only blame yourself," Chu Chu remarked coolly.

Regrettably, within the range of his vision, there was no light—not even a glimmer, not even the faintest shimmer.

No one was a fool; Chen Feng, a veteran who had completed over a dozen missions, was their only hope for success.

Ye Yi suddenly felt that his good days had come to an end. He had assumed that since his master was at the Ye estate, nothing would go wrong, so he hadn't followed him. Everything had been fine for a while, but who would have thought that the first incident would be such a major one.

Ye Nanshan was even more speechless. If you are going to apologize, could you at least show some sincerity? Saying "I'm sorry" is enough; why do you have to call me a weakling?

Of course, the real reason was something only she knew. She had not yet unlocked the high-level skill of fluffing cotton or making quilts, and for a long time to come, she likely would not be able to master it.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Duke of England Zhang Weixian acknowledged the Chongzhen Emperor's order and immediately descended from the hall to make preparations.

"Rest assured, I will treat your eyes. However, you will only regain your sight for one week; after that, you will go blind again. Whether you regain your sight permanently after that depends on you. And your blindness comes at just the right time; the important matter I wanted to discuss with you is that I hope you will accompany me to cultivate for a period of time," Leng Yeshuang said.

Upon seeing this situation, Zhang Weixian and Chen Yan exchanged glances. "No one," they both thought simultaneously.

"Auntie?" A vein bulged on Yang Ke's forehead, and her fists clenched tightly. "I am only thirty years old! I am still very young!" Yang Ke could not help but roar, and for a moment, all eyes were fixed upon her.

"Yes." There was no choice; even if she was being unreasonable, her status was what it was. He had to obey, so he called over several police officers and began to move the items inside. They were ordered to do so by a First Team, and even if something went wrong, they could report it that way. After all, they dared not defy an order from a First Team.

Chen Jiali no longer had any energy left. Her nerves had been stretched to the breaking point, and once she finally relaxed, she was utterly exhausted, falling into a deep, sweet sleep on the bed.

The Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Wei Gonggong and the Eunuch Faction were incredibly powerful, yet they had offended the Fan family. Look at them now—either fled or killed.

How to describe this situation? Without exaggeration, in regions where local forces are strong, this is not uncommon—it is an era where economics takes precedence.

Just then, the crafty gatekeeper sauntered out, carrying a chair in his hands.

He pushed the cabinet with both hands, his body fluttering backward like a leaf caught in a gust of wind.

Furthermore, for Huang Shiyi, there was some connection between the Yamaguchi-gumi and himself, so he could use this relationship to win over the Yamaguchi-gumi members and use them to deal with Lu Yan.

Xingchen was reminded of this by him and gave a serious warning. The current situation had already been within his calculations. If these matters weren't valuable, why would he have stayed here? But perhaps all of this was unnecessary.

However, Bian Chang could not fathom what this sense of incongruity meant. Exhausted in body and mind, and unable to find anyone else to talk to, he closed the door behind him and, without even changing his clothes, collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

She quickly left from the other side. Had it not been for these matters, she surely would not have continued to endure it here, but now, nothing could be done.

Beidou's grand ambitions immediately infected Luoluo and Xiahuo. Both felt joyous to be chosen by Beidou, and they felt a bright future ahead; just thinking about it made them excited. To control the world with an organization of only seven people, becoming figures that made all factions tremble with fear.

Liu Yan first met Bo Yanhe when she was ten years old. By that time, Bo Yanhe had already been soaking in medicine pots for three years.

"You mean to say you joined the army in your father's stead?" Meng Tian's tone held a hint of surprise, but after a moment's thought, he had no further doubts. When the Empire unified the six kingdoms, it conscripted troops extensively, with every household contributing men; it was not impossible.

"If it's so interesting, why don't you go experience it yourself?" Ye Tianyi couldn't help but roll his eyes at Zhu Chong. He secretly wondered if this guy was a pervert or perhaps a murderer in the real world.

Lu Yan felt a jolt in his heart. He was no fool; how could he fail to understand what Yu Qianqian meant?

Dashi's eyes widened slightly for a moment. That gloomy temperament of his seemed to fade just a little due to his surprise.

The next day, the two armies lined up opposite each other. Xia Jie rode out and loudly denounced Shang Tang for being unfilial and disloyal, a traitor and a villain.

However, this time, having encountered a creature that could evade spiritual sense detection, Xue Ne finally recalled the purpose of the Yin-Yang Mysterious Fire entering his eyes.

Qi Weiwei was stunned, but immediately understood who "Old Chen" referred to in Mi Zixuan's words. For a moment, she was caught between laughter and tears. This guy Mi Zixuan was truly strange; everyone else called Chen Tianxiang "Director Chen," but he didn't take China's best director seriously at all, calling him "Old Chen." There was no one else like him.

After speaking, I dialed He Pengju's number directly. After a few rings, He Pengju picked up and said, "Hello!"