Chapter 64: Renaming Herself Meng Rui

Jiang Rui turned her father's words over in her mind.

Whether they held a grand banquet or not mattered little to her, as long as she could completely sever ties with the Marquis of Anle's estate and prevent Jiang Yao from ever having a chance to tamper with her status again.

"Father's consideration is sound, and I have no objections. It's just that my household registration is still with the Marquis of Anle's estate. Might I trouble Father to send someone to have my registry transferred to the Meng residence?"

"I—I brought some dried vegetables. We grew them ourselves in the countryside. My city folks always love farm specialties, and these dried vegetables make for very tasty soups," Ding Niu said awkwardly. He felt quite embarrassed, as he thought his gifts were far too cheap compared to those brought by Xiao Ao and the others.

Any nomadic warrior of the grasslands, once they could vault onto a horse and draw a bow to shoot an arrow, would dream only of making a name for themselves, leading millions of passionate young men just like them to conquer the world, and turning every place their horses' hooves touched into their own vast pastures.

"Thank you, Dean. By the way, when will he recover?" Lin Jie was quite concerned about Shuai Yu's condition, and moreover, he hoped Shuai Yu could make a speedy recovery.

At this moment, Long Yunfeng quietly closed his eyes again and chanted an incantation under his breath. The water element within the cave floor unexpectedly began to stir and become active.

Yet a faint smile still lingered on Feng Le's lips, as though he were entirely an outsider to the current situation.

"Where is that bastard! This is outrageous, has that bastard been killed yet?" Glaring at Nie Feng, the Monarch of Hell's eyes burst with intense murderous intent as he demanded.

Father Xiao sneered without a word. It seemed that this uncle, worn down by illness and suffering, was in neither a good mood nor a pleasant temper.

Faking evidence? Zhang Hongyan was slightly startled. From a police officer's perspective, her job had always been about searching for evidence; the notion of creating evidence had never once crossed her mind. Engaging in such a violation of the law was completely out of the question! She shook her head, rejecting this highly creative idea.

"I have arrived, Lord Mayor." Temdebi was in an exceptionally good mood at the moment, because since the task entrusted to him by Lin Jie had been completed, what awaited him now was that wildly coveted noble title.

Hearing this ratio with his hollow eyes, he knew that Lin Jie had already compromised a step, so he readily agreed.

This was a matter he needed to confirm as well. After all, now that the truth was known, how they addressed each other might change slightly.

Wu Lian spent the entire journey talking without receiving a single response from Han Liuzhen. Finally, he grabbed Han Liuzhen by the arm, demanding an answer from him.

Duan Changqing scoffed, "Nonsense! If he looked too hideous, I'd throw up the moment we met. Would it ever even reach the stage of getting along?"

"You mean Huangfu Shou thinks it was Yuan Shao and I who colluded to drive Dong Zhuo away?" Cao Cao could not help but be startled.

Fortunately, both of Guan Xiaolei's parents were professors at Jiaotong University. A quick check on Zhang Chen and Liu Xiang's records revealed that their grades were passing and they had no bad records.

"That was only because I played my cards right. Had I miscalculated, I wouldn't have been killed by you." Ling Yue's eyes were icy, devoid of a shred of gratitude.

"This... we must first figure out what kind of poison it is." The physician wiped away his sweat, "However, judging from this concubine's pulse, it should be some form of chronic poison."

Moreover, Zhang Shiping's spiritual soul was much stronger than other cultivators of the same rank; he must have practiced some technique of exchanging origins, a conclusion Qinghe had already reached long ago.

To be honest, while Qin Wujiu could not exactly say he was sick of delicacies from mountains and seas, he no longer found them rare either, unless they were exquisite dishes prepared by the imperial kitchen, which could still tickle his appetite.

Qin Wujiu could not help but sigh once more that being an emperor was indeed quite exhausting, with no holidays throughout the year and having to toil diligently every single day.

"My report is finished!" Xu Shan seemed to have gathered a tremendous amount of strength before shouting it out loud.

He had indeed gone to consult those three Heavenly Emperors, but the final outcome was that they could not handle the matter, leaving them with no choice but to pass it on to the Barbarian Emperor.