Chapter 429: Tang Tang's Anger

Tang Tang woke from her dream, looked left and right, saw no trace of her mother, and only then shifted her gaze toward the window.

Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting dappled shadows; a gentle breeze brushed past, making the curtains sway.

"Haa~"

Tang Tang let out a goofy laugh, waved her tiny hand toward the window, and immediately a faint wind curled around her fingertips, winding up her arm and across her body.

Like a mischievous spirit, it brushed over her chubby

Yet she did not know that this very decision had disrupted some of the envoy's plans, preventing them from slipping into the palace under the cover of the banquet.

"Kong Qing made me eat the Jin Se snow lotus; I... seem to be drunk." She had never been drunk even after a thousand cups, and after cultivation she had never been drunk at all; this tipsy feeling was truly rare.

Just now, he had been too hurried and had forgotten to ask Wu Yongsheng whether Ashang's body would suffer any discomfort after the aconite poison was suppressed.

"If it can boost Kong Qing's cultivation by fifty percent, that is already excellent!" Kong Qing had consumed so many spiritual medicines and pills; his cultivation was now far from low, he was just a bit lazy.

Gu Yi sat on the sofa, half still dazed, half desperately wanting to spit in the face of that old man whose tone was so aggravating, though he forcibly restrained that impulse.

On second thought, it was indeed shameful; the Yuan Emperor's words had struck deep. Not long ago, he had just been rejected. Yet his resilience was surprisingly strong, and his recovery ability equally astonishing.

... Seemed completely unaware. Mo Chu looked at Song Lingling, drew that conclusion in his heart, and smiled as he asked, "Why didn't you come out earlier no matter how long I called?" He pretended to be just as clueless.

The reporters, disguised as waiters and secretly let in, exchanged glances as their recording devices captured everything.

"What else is there to explain? Weren't you badly injured? Your ribs were broken, and your lung pierced! Could you even get out of bed with injuries like that!" Su Qianxun was truly on the verge of collapse.

The next day, Su Yao ran to the school again. The Hong Jing couple had given her eight hundred yuan at the time; she added a bit to make it a full thousand yuan' worth of goods, and she had to hurry and deliver them to the person.

In truth, back then Xue Shao was purely punished by association, falling into the category of "could be killed or spared"; it was simply that the original body needed to establish authority at that time.

Until the tenth year of Mingguang, when the six northwestern commanderies suffered drought for over half a year, and the imperial court's disaster-relief grain and funds were embezzled; thus, in the six northwestern commanderies, rebellion naturally began.

After merging with the True Dragon Dharma Image, Su Jue's every gesture and movement carried the majesty and domineering aura of an emperor.

If their secret curses were effective, Bai Sheng would long ago have been cursed to death countless times.

When Nan Xing boarded that Maybach, rolled down the window, and mouthed those two words to Nan Zhen'er, Nan Zhen'er flew into a rage on the spot.

Just in cash, they had prepared five billion; as long as the item was genuine and it was confirmed that the vast majority could cultivate, that five billion would be disbursed immediately.

The man was clearly very pleased with these flatteries and could not help but throw back his head and laugh heartily several times.

Fortunately, she hailed from the Hehuan Sect, with countless ways to amuse herself; combined with her eight-sided cleverness, she soothed the old sect master to perfection.

Ivy spun once before Su Jue, the faint blush on her cheeks and the shyness in her eyes resembling a rose just beginning to bloom.

Liu Gaoming heaved a heavy sigh; as cold sweat trickled down his collar, he also knew that the Qing Emperor's punishment was already extremely lenient toward him; otherwise, if Su Jinyuan had insisted on pinning the offense against the Great Ancestor on him, he would not have escaped a bad day today.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that those people had arrived from the opposite intersection! If they had come from here just now... wouldn't I have bumped right into them?

Thus, Qin Li dared not pretend to cry anymore; she simply lay dead on the bed, as if to say, "Say whatever you like, I'll take it all."

After being startled awake, everyone lost all sleepiness. All the way to the destination, I was subjected to accusing glances.