Eighty-Seven. Mutual Reliance in Hardship

What is this?
Playing the victim first?
No, that is not quite it; this is more like turning the tables.

Pei Xiunian looked at the empress dowager sitting at his side, absentmindedly combing her black hair with her eyes lowered, and was left speechless.

Once again, they had returned to this awkward topic.

Explain? How was he supposed to explain? Was it not because she insisted on tugging his ear that something like this happened?

If he stayed silent any longer, this blame might truly have to be carried on his own shoulders. Pei Xiunian hurriedly...

The immortals, ignorant of the truth, all began to murmur among themselves, while many who knew the monkey's origins sneered, wondering how the Jade Emperor meant to stage the act.

"Grace of speech serene and luminous; from the very beginning, that is what is noble."

The academic prefect could not help standing up and, after reading the newspaper carefully once more, paid no heed to Zhang Jing, whose face on the platform had already turned livid with anger.

His hair was very long and unkempt, greasy and dirty, his clothes in tatters, and the skin bared beneath them was smeared with blood and filth.

In the butler's office, Zhang Tianyi explained his uncle Zhang Deru's injuries to the butler, telling him not to worry; his uncle was no longer in mortal danger.

As Zhao Wentian was being escorted out to the car, Yao Yuan seemed a little hesitant as she spoke to him. Seeing that she wanted to say more but held back, Zhao Wentian nodded in agreement.

Huang Tianhua was deeply displeased that Jiang Ziya had sent him to the rear to supervise grain supplies, so he naturally appeared somewhat listless in his work and did not notice Shen Gongbao's arrival at all.

The first iron rule laid down by the founding emperor was that officials were forbidden to frequent courtesans. As a result, male affection flourished instead, becoming ever more rampant by the late Ming, until by then even the prohibition on visiting prostitutes had become little more than a dead letter. But it was still the Jiajing era, and the rule remained effective.

Zhang Tianyi picked it up and, after seeing it, the knot in his heart fell away at once. Delighted beyond measure, he nevertheless pretended to be deeply worried and tossed the report onto the coffee table.

He glared at them viciously, and the middle-aged man and his companion from earlier helped one another into their seats.

The most important point was this: no matter what, Mu Guihe had raised her. If Mu Qianqian and Mu Kai were living poorly, how could Mu Guihe fare well?

The several deputy generals of Great Zhao exchanged glances, and in the end none objected; they immediately sent someone to carry it out.

That is to say, though his true body and his star-deity avatar were separated by billions of miles, the moment he willed it, his original body would exchange places with the avatar: the body would appear where the avatar stood, and the avatar would come to where his body was. So long as the illusion was not dispelled, the two could continue swapping places endlessly.

"Huixin, take good care of Shengyan. I don't know whether we will be able to see each other again."

As Su Yu watched Huixin's figure gradually fade away, she said these words in a daze. She did not know whether she could survive, with so many pursuers behind her.

"If you still don't sleep, I can't guarantee you'll be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

Feng Yici suppressed the heat churning within him and threatened her in a very unamused voice.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that everything before her had already blurred into a haze; for a long while, her vision would not steady, and whatever she looked at left her dizzy.

Qing Ge, stung by the glare, covered her eyes and, through the cracks between her fingers, vaguely saw the black sedan parked ten meters away, its hood bearing the conspicuous Rolls-Royce emblem and a license plate made up entirely of impressive-looking numbers.

At this moment, he had not yet transformed into a golden giant. In his ordinary form, these fierce beasts could not even break through his defenses.

Before the last syllable had faded, he lifted his hand to hook it around Ye Jin's waist, and with a sudden surge of power, swept her up into the air, leaping straight out of the crowd.

The old man seemed to have suddenly heard something extraordinary, for he widened his eyes and asked.

Since he had become honest and low-key, dutifully and steadily doing his work and no longer going to the pleasure house, life had indeed become much more peaceful.

Zhong Xinlan slowly opened her indifferent eyes and, sure enough, saw Li Jian and the other three walking in with broad smiles on their faces.

"Why don't Shaoguang and I go take a look at the situation first, while you stay in the hall to help cover for us," Fan Xing said.