Chapter 633: Washing and Sleeping

Bianzhou has nothing else, just a lot of ships.

As the central hub of canal transshipment, dozens of large and small ferry ports see countless grain‑transport ships loading and unloading every day, nonstop busy.

Here in Bianzhou, a man‑made canal (the Tongji Canal) meets four other rivers capable of carrying grain transport.

And this still doesn't count the Yellow River.

The rise and prosperity of the grain‑transport economy has also drawn a cloud of transport ships to Bianzhou.

Watching their backs fade away, Bai Lang finally realized a fact he really did not want to face.

But at that moment, Long Xing's figure suddenly vanished. At the same time, a massive great seal appeared in the sky above where Long Xing had stood, and the seal, as soon as it emerged, slammed down fiercely onto the dark silhouette below.

Twenty‑four strongmen, each possessing at least the power of a Nine‑Tripod Emperor‑Breaking Ding, fought wildly, their clamour shaking the earth today! The tremendous noise triggered an avalanche. Massive snow waves covered the sky, rolling down like ten thousand horses galloping.

It seems Long Liuxi had not expected the man before her to ask such a question; even she, who usually stays calm even in the biggest emergencies, was unusually startled and flustered, her speech becoming a bit halting.

After Chen Xiyi mentioned it, Zhao Xian recalled his days in Su Zhou Prefecture, when he didn't have to handle so many affairs; although his rank and authority were low, life was far more relaxed than now.

Thus, full of hope for a bright future, a grand discussion on how to win the Moon God's favor began.

The other ladies also rewarded the maids and wet nurses under their command, which counted as a year's hard‑won reward.

Bai Tianxing then described the strange fish he encountered on the road, feeling that the creature might be useful.

"Could that alliance have been founded here? That's just too shabby!" Seeing the scene, Chu Ran couldn't help feeling disappointed.

The Moon God did not leave outright; although the American's betrayal irritated her, seeing the other party's respect, she felt she had to make some gesture.

Suddenly, a casually spoken remark rang in Zhao Tianbao's ears; his pores burst open, and large cold beads of sweat dripped down.

"Killing them would be enough; this scattered mess on the ground is really… intrusive, especially on such a fine day, how unlucky!" Liu Ruxue added, and Liu Qing, without looking up, felt a sharp sting in her heart.

Yesterday, after Yun Wanqing lay down, her high fever wouldn't subside, her body scorching. Shuang'er brought ginger soup to feed her, but it still had no effect. Chen Fu'an rushed overnight to the Imperial Medical Hall to request the imperial physicians to treat her, only to receive an even clearer refusal.

Hua Nongying seemed to understand something; she snapped open her eyes, a piercing light shooting straight at the ceiling, and she laughed, laughing joyfully.

The red lotus shimmered with a strange glow, its patterns dazzlingly brilliant, its whole body surrounded by a profound and mysterious aura.

But after the demonic sound played for a while, it directly formed a solid ring flowing like water.

In Liu Xia Courtyard, Yu'er scolded Yun Wanqing while placing a hand warmer in her hand, and added some incense to the burner; the room instantly warmed up.

"Let's go." With a thought, a light gate appeared before them, and Li Qing led the two of them through.

Mu Qing wore a calm, carefree expression, while opposite him, Liu Suyi's demeanor was very unnatural. It was clear she still harbored feelings for Mu Qing.

Shi Fan said, "How did you know it was me?" What surprised Shi Fan most was how she could pick him out among so many people.

He gave up the plan to forge the Heavenly Martial Earth‑Gold Armor; once broken, it's broken. If it can break you once, it can certainly break you a second or third time. This isn't a life‑or‑death duel, so there's no need to waste so much spiritual energy.