Chapter Sixty-Six: Old Chen Can Walk No Further

Seeing his wife issue such a threat, Uncle Luo was both exasperated and amused. In the end, he decided to rest for half a month before going back to work.

However, he could not stop praising the medicinal wine. "When it's first applied, there's a slightly burning sting, but after a moment, it turns into an itch. It's not uncomfortable at all, but rather quite soothing," Uncle Luo said. "Chunnuan, is this medicinal wine expensive? If it's not too costly, I'll mention it to the old fellows so they can buy some to rub on themselves. A healthy body makes working much easier."

There were three cups on the table. After pouring two, Shen Yanbo showed no intention of pouring one for Bai Chi, prompting the latter to voice his protest.

Catching sight of the characters "Tomb of Jiang Xianghai," Madam Jiang instantly collapsed before the grave. "My Lord Jiang, my Lord Jiang..." she cried out heartbreakingly as she gently stroked the stone tablet. At this sight, neither Jiang Yunyao nor Jiang Yunshu knew how to comfort her.

The Envoy of the Nether Bones felt a shock in his mind, and with a swift flash, he vanished into thin air, leaving only Lian Yunsheng behind on the fiery island. With a burning gaze, he stared at the phoenix suspended mid-air, awaiting its descent.

"Just a single item?" Mingqian was utterly astonished. In the misty, drizzling dawn, she widened her eyes and looked at him.

After sorting and classifying them, there were five luminous spiritual herbs in total—four of lower grade and one of middle grade.

Later, using tax exemptions and the gift of a medicinal garden as conditions, she schemed to have him weed out those harboring disloyal intentions.

As the danger closed in, Zhao Baorong crossed his hands over his chest, spiritual patterns manifesting upon his arms to transform into a dragon and a tiger that intersected to block his front, only to be sliced straight through the waist by that character-shaped slash.

"Since you love this kind of life, let us live peacefully and happily just like this." Mubao gazed dotingly at Nalan Bing; this face was one he would never tire of looking at, even if it took a lifetime.

She turned her head with a somewhat mechanical motion toward Mo Yichen's direction, only to see that he wasn't looking her way at all—thank goodness.

Sometimes, when the chill felt too intense and she looked back, she would feel that she too had once experienced a normal life, even though it was something she had discarded with her own hands.

The entire Zhou family relied on Zhou Lü for their livelihood, yet they had committed such a heartless and ungrateful act. There was nothing Zhou Anzhi could say about it, but if those glittering gold ornaments were worn out in public, it would likely ruin Old Master Qiao's mood and subject Zhou Anzhi to mockery.

"Since she cannot wake up, we'll just have to find a way to wake her. Yunqi, bring water," Yu Yian commanded without a trace of pity. He simply didn't have the time to wait for her to wake up slowly.

This state of hers sent a jolt through Lu Luofeng's heart, reminiscent of how Gu Qing used to shut off her inner self when she could no longer bear it.

Immediately afterward, Fu Qiqi felt her palm grow empty. In that instant, the tremendous courage she had just mustered in order to stay collapsed and dissipated.

Han Bing nodded and stepped onto the compass in a single stride. Instantly, he felt a wave of warmth envelop his entire body. Since this compass was designed for prolonged interstellar flight, it naturally incorporated some special arrays. It was indeed quite remarkable.

Yet she never expected the Emperor to subsequently issue an imperial decree ordering the entire Zhou family to attend the banquet in the palace. Zhou Ningjing harbored secret resentment, feeling all her efforts had been in vain.

The moment her misdeeds were exposed, Xu Qing'er recovered from her initial panic and glared furiously at Shi Jingran, roaring at him.

"This matter might not necessarily be beyond redemption. Chen Qiao is a good person at heart; what if you've simply misunderstood him?" Not wanting Anqi to make any bad decisions in the heat of impulse, I gently persuaded her.

Han Helü watched the direction taken by the Imperial Son-in-law Li and Crown Prince Jinlong's entourage, and burst into loud laughter.

Yan You shivered as an inexplicable sense of panic washed over her, making her somewhat regret her decision to come here.

The manager knew that Yu Shenlan's family circumstances were difficult, but given the instructions handed down from above, his hands were tied and he had no choice but to follow orders.

"No, this matter is hard to say. The photo is extremely blurry; couldn't this profile be mistaken for quite a few people?" She needed to muddy the waters; she had no desire to get entangled in any entertainment industry gossip.

Fu Jingsi himself could not clearly explain when he had first started caring about her, especially recently—whenever she acted the slightest bit spoiled or put on a pitiful act, his heart would instantly soften.