Chapter 643: Palace Coup!

"What should we do, what should we do?"

Emperor Li Lian paced back and forth in the Purple Imperial Hall like an ant in a hot pan. When the palace was first built, Fang Chongyong asked Li Lian whether the place where daily state affairs were handled (clocking in for work) should be renamed.

For example, names like "Qianqing Palace" or "Yangxin Hall" and the like.

But Li Lian thought of restoring the former glory of the Great Tang and the authority of the Li clan, so he flatly refused.

How could the ancestral system be easily…

A Luo felt a kind of unusual nausea, forced their mouth shut, fearing they might vomit.

Wu Hou saw the scene, a smile appeared at the corner of the mouth, a hand brushed the tip of the nose and a silent laugh rose, thinking that this reckless big sister really wasn't of a good temper.

Li Mu Yang knew that the Lu clan originated in Wind City, and through generations of effort, battling on frontiers, shedding blood, eventually grew into a family that held a decisive influence over the entire empire.

Seeing that it was still early, Shen Yi took me to Yan Hui Hall for a meal. Yan Hui Hall was a famed treasure spot in Jiang City, where Jiang City's best chefs worked. Every day it was filled with guests, bustling and lively.

Taohong Liǜ watched from the side, while Ning Xin Hai frowned thoughtfully, sizing up Li Mu Yang.

Zhong Daoyou's Cangming Wheel, composed of countless copper talismans, has virtually endless internal variations and is not easy to deal with.

The cold dagger reflected a silvery‑white light in the candlelight, the air so still that one could even hear the Emperor's footsteps as he approached. Hua Xuanji was not afraid of death, for Hua Xuanji had already died once; being alive was already a fortune, wasn't it?

Never mind, I won't think about it. Hua Xuanji rolled a heavy white eye, and the steward Li suddenly hesitated in his steps. Hua Xuanji also lifted their head, gazing at the three flowing golden characters on the Crown Prince's Residence that glittered in the sunset, the golden cage that had held the Crown Prince for over a decade.

"You're pregnant," Liang Bo's eyes narrowed slightly, Ye Hua forced out a strained smile. He reached up to tuck the stray hairs on Hua Xuanji's forehead behind the ear, saw that they were still slightly dazed, and repeated the words heavily.

Chu Ning deliberately stepped aside a couple of paces, but the feeling of being bound had not lessened much.

After respectfully welcoming Chen Xiang, the two returned to the City Lord's Residence and sat down with Li Jing, Kou Zhong, and Xu Ziling to report the current situation.

They exchanged a surprised glance with Luna, only to see Lei already running toward the doorway, and Mary's bodyguards had also sprung into action. The two hurried after them, their voices barely concealing their panic.

Since that's the case, Cai Mingjie might as well act rogue, shirk this compensation, and simply end domestic investments, pulling the reach back to the Taiwan Strait and other parts of Southeast Asia. This way he could preserve MediaTek's vitality and aim for a resurgence.

The only weakness of counterfeit phones is their operating system; although later stages of development also called them smartphones, they lack a reliable and secure system platform, resulting in huge shortcomings and defects in smartphone applications.

The dragon turtle opened its massive mouth, revealing huge white teeth; in an instant, centered on Ye Feng, a water‑blue spear covered a radius of a hundred li.

"Mr. Zhou, as the world's first Chinese billionaire, who do you most want to thank now?" Hearing such a question, of course it was domestic media asking, and only they would pose such meaningless nonsense.

Gunfire and explosions still roared fiercely, our frontal attack progressed slowly. Because the Japanese forces had artillery support, our assault became more difficult. Ahead a clearing appeared, Japanese machine guns formed intersecting fire, and their artillery created a blockade, hindering our advance.

Those with good luck only took a tumble, while the unlucky not only fell hard but were also repeatedly struck by people falling from above, and just as they got up they were slammed into an even deeper pit.