058 Reminding Xie Yuanfeng

Xie Yihuang was true to her word. The next morning, she rose at five and woke both Xie Yuanfeng and Xie Yunfeng. She herself practiced horse stance, as she did every day. She didn’t require Xie Yuanfeng and Xie Yunfeng to do the same, only that they engage in exercise they enjoyed—Xie Yuanfeng liked jumping rope and could recite vocabulary while doing so, and Xie Yunfeng preferred stretching and could memorize words as he stretched. Xie Yihuang needed no textbook to recite vocabulary; she would simply say a word and—

“Stop, stop, what nonsense is this? I just thought you were like Rodris, a contemptible dragon,” Po Jun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Was it really so easy for his words to be misunderstood?

“If that’s how you see it, then perhaps Your Highness is of the same ilk as us. Why did you seize Anding County?” Lin Ze retorted.

Yet this was clearly not the time for debate. Ling Xuan and Zeng Nianyu, left and right, charged toward Fang Qin and his group in the south.

For this reason, when Xia Chiwan met Yun Wangchen’s cool, penetrating gaze, things she hadn’t intended to share slipped from her lips without her realizing it.

After Master Tang finished speaking, I begged him to take me to seek a hermit. I was willing to pay any price, as long as it could save my Qingqing. Master Tang said money was of no concern; he bore part of the responsibility and would treat it as atonement, though hope was slim and I should prepare for the worst.

“Mm, are you seeking a career reading or a love reading?” The old Taoist took my hand, studying the lines on my palm as he spoke.

As she said this, a charming blush colored her cheeks. Zhao Shiyan was momentarily dazed, surprise flickering in his eyes.

He had repeatedly sent people to test Meng Changzhi, only to find him nothing but a simple-minded fool. Coupled with his brotherly affection, he abandoned thoughts of removing him.

Ye Fei spun around and ran, for suddenly from behind the woods surged countless skeletal guards, each bearing a blood-red name. From their words, Ye Fei realized that this forest housed more than one Bone Village. What on earth was this place?

No matter what, this was a king of a fallen dynasty, fierce in temperament, never bowing to anyone, and his life had been harsh. Crowned at seventeen, his seventeen years as emperor saw earth-shattering upheaval, and his end was tragically miserable.

Li Luosheng stared at the man sitting opposite her for a few seconds, then furrowed her brows.

How would she know what she was like drunk? Certainly, ‘cute’ would never be the word to describe it.

Uncle Dong found Zhang Qichao’s words reasonable, but couldn’t betray his principles, feeling torn.

Zhang Qichao had just sat in front of Wei Yan, but she turned away, refusing to look at him. He tried to embrace her, but Wei Yan broke free and went to sit elsewhere.

An Luo understood the meaning behind her words; a blissful smile lit his handsome face as he sat up, pulled Shishi into his arms, and gently stroked her long hair.

Before the words had finished, something crashed onto Joshua’s forehead. Ling Xi’s cold gaze appeared from behind Jin Beicheng, startling Joshua into a scream as he clutched his chest, gasping for breath.

“Your brother Li Yue took her away. I don’t know why, but he seems to regard her as a pawn to threaten Li Jue,” Lin Qianye said.

Dong Shiyu, swinging her baseball bat with vigor, truly revealed the spirit of a drummer—she nearly battered a hole in Li Ziyan’s borrowed drum kit.

When I came to again, I was lying in a hospital, my shoulder wrapped in thick bandages. Any movement caused unbearable pain.

Zhang Qichao looked up and sighed, resolving to search for his cousin’s whereabouts. That fellow was far too nonchalant, succumbing so easily to the mere allure of beauty.