Chapter 27: Peipei, be a good girl. Won't you please wake up?
Yuan Peipei sat up with a start, thoroughly startled.
"Who is making all that racket? So noisy!"
As soon as the words left her lips, her consciousness fully returned, and she saw clearly who was standing before her.
The Empress Dowager!
It was all over!
She had actually cursed the Empress Dowager.
Yuan Peipei scrambled off the bed and knelt on the floor: "This concubine pays respects to the Empress Dowager."
The Empress Dowager was trembling with rage: "How dare you, Noble Consort Roujia, you actually..."
At that moment, he instinctively prepared to block the Prince, for a sense of unease gnawed at him. He knew that, in all likelihood, Bai Zhi was inside, and who knew what she might have already done to Luo Youge.
A series of hurried footsteps rang out from afar, breaking the silence of the Prince Xian’s residence. A slightly hunched figure approached through the night, carrying a lantern. The cool night breeze ruffled his graying hair. He did not reach up to smooth it, but kept his lips pressed tight, his expression grave as he headed toward Qinyu Courtyard.
In the end, Father Qing finally had a legitimate son to inherit his legacy, though unfortunately, the family fortune had been significantly diminished.
Mo Shaosi? Did Lu Yunzheng truly think that, after things had reached such a state, she still harbored any illusions about Mo Shaosi?
"Replying to the Princess, I... I happened to run into the Regent..." When Yao Zhu said this, she, like the other three, lowered her head even further.
Neither Mo Shaosi nor He Yinglian were easy to deal with. Back then, in order to force her to leave with nothing, they had resorted to every despicable tactic imaginable. Surely, they would not speak well of her to others; they would undoubtedly have done everything in their power to slander her.
Qian Li seized the opportunity and used a fish bone to hack at the bird’s head. A bird this large would provide enough meat to roast for several days.
A three-story villa with a garden in the front—to own such a property in a place like the Imperial Capital meant one was clearly not short of money.
She needed to capture everyone's attention, using her strength and a mask to draw them in before finally revealing her true face.
While speechless, he was simultaneously filled with admiration for her audacity. In such a perilous situation, escaping unscathed was already difficult enough; yet, while ensuring her own safety, the Princess had even found the capacity to scheme against the others' corpse-puppets and the peerless ten-thousand-year-old medicinal herbs in their possession. He shook his head and stroked his beard with a sigh; he had underestimated the Princess’s abilities after all.
Huang Xiang received Iverson’s pass and crossed half-court with a rapid dribble. With a few feints, he surged past Carter’s defense, leaving Carter with nothing but a helpless shake of the head.
As for the rest, Lin Feng did not call them out by name, so they naturally remained in their seats, not even daring to stop the bleeding for the kneeling hall master.
"Wonderful! Simply wonderful! Although tools were used, to be able to lift a five-hundred-pound boulder with one hand is truly remarkable," Princess Antai could not help but exclaim in admiration.
Perhaps she had never actually paid attention to these things; it was merely a strange and ambiguous feeling that led her to make such associations.
With the five-point gap closed, the morale of the Heat players instantly recovered a bit, while the Cavaliers turned the ball over to Huang Xiang. They knew it was better for him to handle this play; after all, his playmaking ability was nowhere near what Sessions could offer, let alone his scoring.
Wait, why did it feel like this girl was venting her anger on his behalf? He looked at Mo Xi, who, while stuffing money into her bag, was glancing mischievously at Yin Ruojun from the corner of her eye.
This was also the main reason Iverson had returned from Turkey. To be honest, aside from those brought in by contract exchanges, the others were not yet official players for the Cavaliers.
It was only on a whim today that he brought it out for Zhao Tianming to appraise, never expecting it would be such a surprise.
As the sound of the iron sword subsided, a surge of overwhelming momentum suddenly erupted from his body. The very moment that aura appeared, the speed of the iron sword increased dramatically. The Purple-Robed Sword King, who had been holding his own through speed and agility, suddenly saw his expression shift violently. Before he could even react, the iron sword was already upon him.