Chapter 168: No One Shall Hinder My Loyalty to Great Wei

The ninth day of the first month of the third year of Xiao Chang!

Taiji Hall!

Emperor Yuan Shen and the Empress Dowager ascended the dais, with ministers and officials lined up.

After Yuan Shen was captured, the court swiftly decided to pardon officials who had surrendered to the Liuzhen army.

They ordered the defeated Prince of Beihai, Yuan Hao, to proceed to Ye City and serve as Inspector of Xiangzhou.

Meanwhile, within the court, Emperor and Empress Dowager reached a compromise, each retreating a step.

The court confiscated the assets of Yuan Ziyong, Pei Yan, Fei Mu, and others.

At the same time, those forces shattered every tree around, sending leaves swirling and wood splinters flying everywhere.

Su Yi possessed the primordial blood of Yanghuo, granting him an unusual intimacy and understanding of Yanghuo’s changes and psyche.

The capital was also within the traditional Lu cuisine region, with a large student population who were potential major customers for braised chicken rice.

After the Eighteenth confronted Su Yi’s palm strike, he felt a tremendous force surge up his arm—almost brutal, as if ready to numb it.

Sigh, no matter what, it’s their heartfelt gesture; since that’s the case, let’s eat—it’s better to eat than to let it go to waste.

Tom thought: These funds were mine to begin with—why should I return them to you? Try to take money from Old Tom, and I’ll take your surname.

Xingchen turned her head away, then back again; Zejin failed to notice that in that instant, she flicked away a single tear from the corner of her eye.

“Thank you, Master!” Jiu Chong, overwhelmed with mixed sorrow and joy, writhed his body, unsure what to do.

Moments later, a young man with a refined face stepped onto the eighth arena, yet he seemed fearful, as if forcing himself to step forward.

“Hey, what are you staring at?” Bai Yi asked, puzzled—he hadn’t moved. Had he been electrocuted?

“How’s this guy driving? This is far too dangerous—could he be drunk?” Chi Yiheng frowned.

“Have you heard of anyone named Xiao Chen in this area?” asked a tall, broad-shouldered man with a protruding belly.

The scent of food had become unmistakable; Lin Hanyao’s stomach involuntarily growled “gurgle-gurgle,” prompting him to unconsciously step closer to Yan Yunxi.

The servant entered to report that the maidservants had already been beaten to death. Though the imperial physician said nothing, the faint surprise on his face could not be ignored.

That night, Ling Wei truly obtained all of You’s essence; as he broke through the barriers, his satisfaction and desire swelled further—he took her countless times, each session lasting an astonishingly long duration.

Instantly, blood streamed down Dawa’s shoulder. Yet he did not release his grip, still clinging tightly around the One-Eyed Dragon’s waist—he was consumed by fury.

“Enough, stand down from combat readiness—everyone return to your duties,” Brock waved his hand, dismissing the academy instructors behind him.

As the mushroom cloud rose, those extraterrestrial beasts who had refused the call of the Ten-Thousand-Fox King with the Fox Head and Human Body were each stripped of life.

Immediately after, a sturdy figure sprinted out of the tailor’s shop, iron rings on his wrists gleaming coldly under the moonlight, icy and sharp.

“You’re not from this trade—you know nothing about the messy people and affairs here. How are you supposed to inquire?” I continued with a bitter smile, holding no hope for her idea.

“Since Hua Yuanfeng has met the conditions, why haven’t you let him enter?” Su Yan turned to He Chen and asked.

The black-clad man blocked with his blade—CRASH!—both sides stepped back several paces, evenly matched.

Consort Hua, when favored, was simple-minded and quick to anger; now that she’s fallen from grace, she hasn’t learned restraint—it’s clear the Emperor doted on her too much in the past.

“Don’t you have anything else? If all you have is this, I can only give you the recipe for the wine you just drank—but I won’t trade you any better recipes.” Li Mu said, slightly regretful.