Chapter 223: Midnight Entry to the Palace! The Empress Steals a New Technique!

The street was utterly silent.

The madam and the guests stood frozen in place; everything had happened too quickly for them to react.

Gazing at the charred body on the ground, everyone's faces were filled with confusion.

What did that old man just say?

Prince?

"Is this Prince Chu of the Yu Wang Fu?!"

"No… no way…"

Inside the pavilion, Yang Lin slumped to the ground.

Gazing at the already

But they didn't know that the Floating River had too many restrictions; those who hadn't truly entered could never feel that helplessness—even so, a chorus of sighs still echoed.

In his fury, Han Pin ignored Zhu Xiao's fire fist entirely, punching straight through it and bringing his fist down again upon Zhu Xiao.

Since Zhu Xiao began his refining, the vast square grew ever more crowded; all waited silently for his success. They occasionally laughed and chatted, then collectively gasped in surprise—time passed like this.

Yet Cheng Lao's words now seemed to imply that Jia Sidao spent money far too lavishly.

Geniuses always have proud hearts. This is also the main reason Lin Yi is still remembered by Long Sha.

For collectors holding jade-like stone artifacts, the staff at the entrance directed them to queue up at Zhou Fugui's side; for those holding jadeite jewelry, staff guided them—depending on the case—to Ji Yanran or Jia Sidao for appraisal.

It seemed this elf must have some special technique to escape using trees. But Ye Qing knew nothing about elves and didn't know they possessed special abilities tied to trees.

As the most capable descendant of the Holy Flame Emperor, Princess Lan Xue naturally possessed such a castle-like palace. Yet Ye Qing sensed something odd about this castle—he just couldn't quite say what.

Ding Xiu stepped back again, only to find himself pressed against Lei Hao's back. The guy was deep in conversation with Zhang Erman, completely unaware of what was happening with Ding Xiu.

Li Sefei couldn't hold back—"Pfft!"—she burst out laughing. Seeing Ding Xiu's face turn liver-purple, she nearly fainted.

After eating, everyone realized there wasn't a single scrap left—not even staple food. Everyone was full; not a single bite was wasted, dashing Fang Mei and Pu Fenglan's plan to take home leftovers.

Though everyone claimed to unite against the outside, many factions still existed. This soldier's attire marked him as regional military; the man he spoke with was clearly central military, evident from their clothing. Remarkably, both spoke Cantonese.

A rapid knocking startled him awake—too urgent to be family or Lin Yang.

"He told you to take care of yourself and not look for him. On the eighth day of the ninth month in three years, he'll return to see you." Cheng Hou relayed Chu Yan's message to Bai Zhi, his heart anxious.

Militarily, the Yellow Turbans killed county magistrates, resisted imperial troops, and nearly succeeded in besieging the eastern capital Luoyang, nearly toppling the Eastern Han Dynasty. Though ultimately suppressed, they exposed the imperial army's utter incompetence—capital guards were startled three times in one night, and the realm trembled.

The He Character Spell was extremely powerful; after several attempts, Xiao Yu finally merged all the birds into the mother nest. When it ended, the mother nest had doubled in size—Xiao Yu would find it very difficult to carry alone.

Baozhu, Xue Tao, and Dad Yuan Defu each carried large bags. Xue Tao wore casual clothes, with a large backpack on his back and two large tote bags in hand. Baozhu and Dad each carried two large bags. This was over 200 yuan; since no large-denomination bills existed, they had to bring it this way.