[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner":3,"chapter-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-594":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Not Crazy—This Is the Emperor's Banner",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2291934,4480,"Chapter 594: Wait for the Flowers to Bloom","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-594",594,"\u003Cp>Zheng Hongmei stared blankly at her son, unsure what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had imagined countless scenarios of reuniting with her son, but now that they were face to face, she realized fantasies were just fantasies, and no words could describe her feelings at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a saying: near home, one grows timid—timid of familiar sights, familiar people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hongmei probably felt something similar now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her expectations, she should have rushed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is our honor that Young Master Ye attended my wedding with my wife. If we have failed to entertain you properly, please forgive us, Young Master Ye,” Jiang Jinshen said with a fawning tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew Feng Qi’s only weakness was Emperor Xuan Yuan Chu Zhao, so she spoke sharply, deliberately rubbing salt into Feng Qi’s wounds, each word piercing deep into her heart and lungs; in rage, Feng Qi slapped her hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the Daoist and the retired Persimmon, though seasoned, they were only second or third tier compared to the Demon King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating lunch at the base, everyone happily left to go out and have fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what intimate contact he had with the original Su Xin, it was she who now controlled this body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even someone as carefree as Xuan Yi didn’t notice the true emotion behind Nan Duoduo’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could only crouch, dusty and grimy, near the elevator, her dark, round eyes fixed on the elevator doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Luona became more lost—had the outside world been unified by mutants? She couldn’t help but spiral into wild thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dazhuang didn’t hesitate at all—he handed the phone to Cheng An and even greeted the caller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Ximeng, standing a short distance behind Zhang Xinhan, froze—when had she ever said such a thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then can I at least be the latecomer who surpasses them?” His large palm gently caressed her fair, soft cheek, his smile laced with tenderness, his actions answering his care and affection—so delicate, like stroking the finest silk, afraid of damaging her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to before, fewer than one in ten soldiers still followed him, their bodies riddled with wounds corroded by black mist, oozing blood, while the ground beneath their feet was littered with jelly-like chunks of black mist severed by their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, they rushed over, demanding a swap—the flavors were all the same! That wouldn’t do. They all knew these troublemakers—Chou Er Dan and the others—they were sixth graders now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone has moments of softness, but Gong Nang Chen never tried to accept her past of saving her father; for some reason, in his eyes, her own worth mattered less than the company’s reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tall fox nodded and said, “I heard Marcella mention that the Yimian Clan, though a fire race, carries other powers within the Nuerni sisters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the list, his opponent remained completely unclear; the production team only gave the recording time, location, and contact number—nothing about who his opponents were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, news of Shenduan’s revelation had barely spread when Gelalisha, who had been closely watching the Gu Che incident, received the update.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wang Xiuzhi and Zhao Aifen received the same number of eggs—likely out of consideration for Zhao Aifen, which was understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Huairen lived a carefree life, undisturbed—he could leisurely cook, fish, care for the children, and then, with his wife, indulge in intimate moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, only his power was strong—his heart remained as fragile as glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t grieve, Master Zhu,” Fan Yuncheng comforted him. “I’ve experienced too many such fateful turns already—I’ll be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The family was still decent two years ago, but Song Yongmei was greedy—she craved meat, good food, lazy and gluttonous, always trying to get the best for herself, and her words could choke a person. How could an ordinary household be wealthy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you Mr. Su? This is Gary Dukart, Sophia’s father,” came a deep voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bronze mirror hanging from the ceiling rotated slowly at a constant speed, its surface occasionally flashing a dim yellow light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Fei gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and stepped out of Yu’er’s room. When he reached the courtyard’s center, he saw under the cold moonlight: Ling Xiao stood still, holding a bundle, waiting for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because others were nearby, he spoke vaguely, but Poseidon understood—he snuggled in Su Ya’s arms, whimpering pitifully, acting like a child trying to avoid responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in an instant, who was Tang Tang? If it were a game, she’d be the perfect MT—not because she had an impenetrable body, but because she had an unyielding heart, rarely shedding tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she opened her eyes, she saw the Ling Po standing before her—still ugly, yet strangely familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Jianxiu might never make a mistake, but if you looked at everything backward, it was startling—her heart suddenly stirred with a firm resolve to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine light instantly enveloped Feng Sichen, descending from her head and tightly binding her arms. Caught off guard, Feng Sichen tried to dodge—but found she couldn’t move—and was bound tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring his pain, he gripped the tip of the Li Quan Divine Spear with one hand and drove it violently into his own wound, letting the blade pierce through his shoulder, then slowly inching it along the shaft, forcing both crescent bronze blades to slash toward Yang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Lan Yi’s gaze shifted—he fixed his eyes on the giant, making the man recoil a step, as if startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the gallery, she saw that Sima Qiqi’s Niu Ben was the same man she’d seen in the hospital wearing the fake gold chain—she nodded slightly. Niu Ben now wore formal attire, even removed the gold chain from his neck; Sima Qiqi found it amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the old man’s command, dozens of disciples from Zi Xu Temple immediately drew their weapons, surrounding Liu Xuan and shielding her in the center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chen family of Suzhou was a renowned martial Shijia  in southern Jiangnan, always valuing reputation above all; this time, Chen Fengshu and Liu Tianmei came from afar seeking their grandfather and grandson, precisely to prevent them from practicing summoning arts that might endanger the Chen family’s standing in the martial world.\u003C\u002Fp>",1024,"2026-06-20T03:53:09.799Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","75aca251820040d3bed798547de37c6700e157c5b4db4151e4781fbfc71981ab","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-595","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-593",623,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-cover.jpg"]