Chapter 39: Little thing, have you grown bold enough to lecture me now?

Things unfolded exactly as Dugu Jin had anticipated; in the end, it was a few officials from the Ministry of War who took the fall. They had been Prince Xuan’s hidden pawns within the court and even the military, and at this very moment, they were awaiting execution at the vegetable market. The official overseeing the execution was none other than Prince Xuan himself. This was an imperial decree issued by Dugu Jin, and Prince Xuan had no choice but to comply. Forced to personally order the execution of his own subordinates, the fury in Prince Xuan’s heart reached its peak. Upon returning to his estate, he locked himself in his study.

She trusted that Chen Jin would not speak of it to others out of vanity, but she feared he might let something slip in front of Li Rong.

"Hey, Zi Qianye, why are you lingering here? Don't you know the wounded need rest?" Ji Zili spoke, her tone light and airy.

Ji Zili stood sideways. Today, she had sent a letter through Qingyi to Qin Suyuan, claiming that a friend of the Crown Prince wished to meet her. Part of her wanted to see what kind of person she was; after all, she had promised to keep a watchful eye on the "Flowery Butterfly" for him.

Hidden in the shadows and not being a denizen of the Divine Realm, Qixin suddenly thought of the recent incidents involving the slaughter of divine beasts, which surely had something to do with the dark figure before her.

For King Zhanjiang, the commander-in-chief of the front lines, such an opportunity was merely a casual arrangement made in passing.

Without time for further deliberation, Yaoyin bolted out of the cottage like a gust of wind, leaving behind only a hurried promise to return soon, before diving straight into his own private quarters.

"My lady, you are awake?" Wuyue glided in from outside, carrying a bowl of steaming medicine.

Xu Jie wanted to continue recalling the past, but the golden mist in his mind surged once more, interrupting his memories, while the image on the crystal screen shifted as well.

The student had already received the criticism and punishment he deserved, and the incident served as a warning to the general student body not to engage in such malicious pranks.

"I’m full; you eat this piece," Huangfu Xijue said, pushing the meat toward her lips with a beaming smile.

"That is your Huangfu Xijie. Ever since his company burned down, he has been injured and recuperating; he hasn't been working. He is in a truly wretched and miserable state." He had to lie in bed every day, suffering from extensive burns, and they had hired authoritative experts from all over the world to treat him; his skin was improving, but only bit by bit.

After discussing the affairs of Xiyue, there were no more pressing matters to address. Shangguan Yueyan did not ask about Feng Xiao; since they had not woken her from her secluded meditation, it meant there was no news from his side, so there was no need to ask.

Back when they were first dating and deciding to get engaged, Ning Quan had always asked her if she was certain of her choice.

Early in the morning, upon learning that Gu Qingcheng had arrived in Jiangzhou and was currently at the hospital, Qin Ye Xinyi felt restless. After hesitating in the Qin estate for a long time, she finally rushed to the hospital.

"What thing?" Shen Shengyi blurted out. He was exhausted and had no patience to talk to his dim-witted brother.

Emperor Xianmo let go, looking at the sleeping Di Yao, then at her belly, unsure of how to process this joy, so he simply kept eating candy.

As for the wine they had brewed last time, besides what was sent to the Prince Rong and Prince Qian estates, and the portion left in the palace for Nangong Jingqian, they had also brought a few jars along. They had originally intended to drink them on the road, but because she was practicing her martial arts and Helian Yuchen hadn't ventured out, they had been kept until now. This meal was the perfect occasion for them.

"Teacher, you let her return to undergo the ceremony because she is too attached to the secular world and not a qualified light-element mage, aren't you?" I thought for a moment before saying.

So it was a matter of money. Zhu Pingjin smiled. It was the custom in many Sichuan families for the man to earn the money and the wife to manage it. The man saved himself the trouble and lived a carefree life, even if it didn't look very imposing to outsiders.

Although Su Zheng was severely wounded, he still retained some consciousness. Without needing anyone to support him, he turned and walked off the ring step by step.

Watching Xiao Botian’s confident demeanor, Su Manqian felt a surge of care and affection. She had many more words she wanted to express to him, but there were too many people around. Yan Yong also approached them vigilantly, ordering his subordinates to return to the vehicles.