Chapter 59 What am I like in the legends?

Duan Shuangshuang drove Madam Yuan out of the Prince Xuan Manor.

By the time Yuan Jinjin learned of it, it was already too late. She wanted to seek out Prince Xuan, but she was blocked by Duan Shuangshuang's people.

"Miss Yuan, the Prince has gone out on business and is not in the manor. You can speak to this Princess Consort if you need anything. After all, what you carry in your belly is the eldest son or daughter of the Prince Xuan Manor, so it is best not to overexert yourself and focus on resting peacefully in your courtyard instead. What do you think?"

Yuan Jinjin cast a scrutinizing gaze at Duan Shuangshuang: "You aren't—"

"What is it you want to know?" The eldest brother was also a clever man. He naturally knew that Dugu Hong had not taken action against him simply because he wanted to extract some information from him. This was precisely the prerequisite for him to remain lucid at the present moment.

While one wouldn't be particularly surprised if someone were undergoing the middle-stage divine tribulation here, experiencing it in the lower-stage divine realm felt somewhat unbelievable.

The moment she opened her eyes, what came into view was the magnified, handsome visage of a man as stunningly enchanting as a demon. Without her knowing when it happened, she had actually fallen asleep on a bed.

A major event? What major event? Everyone was startled once again. To know what happens next, please listen to the breakdown in the next chapter.

Facing Yin Junlu, Tie Xiangxue was at a complete loss, unable to comprehend how Lulu had learned of these things. Entangled by Yin Junlu, Tie Xiangxue had no choice but to lift her gaze slightly toward Yin Junfeng, casting a plea for help.

The moon had already revealed half of its face, exceptionally large and bright, contrasting with the fiery red lanterns hung everywhere along the corridors of the palace courtyards, creating a deeply festive atmosphere.

Faced with the surrounding dark vortex swallowing everything up, Yin Junfeng knew that without a light of the exact same attribute here, anything else would be devoured until everything returned to balance and its original void state. This must be the principle behind the void formation that Xie Mei had spoken of.

Finally, late into the night, he and the burly man were no longer far from Dugu Hong. To be more precise, they were only five or six feet apart. At this moment, if he were to launch an attack against Dugu Hong, there naturally would be no obstacles whatsoever.

Inside the back parlor, an old monk with a benevolent and amiable expression sat in the master seat, a cloth kasaya draped over his shoulders. He was none other than Kong Zhi, the head of the four great divine monks of the Fanjing Sect and the abbot of this place.

He howled loudly, mustering his courage with his feet nailed to the ground and his arms spread wide, bracing himself for the impact of the avalanche.

The ancient deities used to do precisely that, but unfortunately, due to an accident, they stepped on a sharp, uncomfortable stone.

Consequently, in a relatively spacious area near the sofa in the living room, Kong Yan and the butcher began to fight.

"You might not care, but Alisha will. The two of you have already—Mm!" The words she still wanted to say were blocked by Situ Xian's lips. One of his hands supported the back of her head while the other wrapped around her waist.

The victor is king, while the vanquished is treated like a rat scurrying through the streets! Between the two of them, they had long since forgotten what the initial purpose of practicing the Dao was.

More than two months of hard work had finally paid off, and this reward was guaranteed to be immensely bountiful.

"If your body feels better, return to the United States and move out of the Ye family residence." Ye Jintang deeply concealed the eagerness in his eyes.

Shouldn't people always close their eyes first when kissing in television dramas? Would it be better if she closed her eyes too?

One must know that many people within the industry knew one another, and perhaps while chatting at gatherings, they might suddenly bring up this matter. Although the consequences might not necessarily be extremely severe, the seeds of doubt would undoubtedly be planted in other people's minds.

However, those were windfall gains—a one-time wave that vanished once used. Therefore, no matter how many there were, they could hardly alter a country's fundamental foundation.

I shook my head and rudely interrupted her, saying, "It's not because of anything else; just like I told you in my text message, I'm simply fed up with it. Aren't you sick of it yet? All year round, the two of us can't even manage to meet twice like underground party agents making contact. How on earth can you endure this kind of life?"

"Let them resolve their own affairs; I have no desire to meddle. These fellows hold lofty positions and live in luxury, so today, let them experience what fear truly feels like for a change," Elder Long said with a light hum.