36 The Twelfth Person

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"Do you feel any better?" Ah Xue asked with concern, stirring a bowl of dark, thick liquid with a spoon.

It was only after several days that Jiang Wu remembered that before the New Year, Noble Consort Jia had asked her to visit the palace. However, she had been so busy that she forgot, and no one reminded her. Even Noble Consort Jia acted as if the matter had never been mentioned.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ping’s face was filled with shock. Her expression shifted rapidly until she finally slumped to the floor, utterly devastated, as if she had lost her only kin.

The implication was clear: stop guarding against Zhou Xian'en as if he were a thief, and bring him back immediately.

Just as Huang Zhenghua was about to give up and turn off his phone, the call finally connected.

After several rounds of bickering, the two learned that the deceased had been preparing to raise money to ransom Qing Liu on his own.

"I told you it existed!" Ah Xue was instantly energized. Not only were the names of the counties identical, but the mountains from their hometowns also existed in both places. A glimmer of anticipation bloomed in her heart.

The situation throughout Chu Capital was now on a knife's edge, with everyone’s nerves stretched thin. Empress Wang was growing increasingly powerful in the inner palace, and Chu Huotian’s people could no longer gather any information from within.

Hearing that the lotus flowers at "Cloud Moon Lake" were in full bloom and quite beautiful, I persuaded her to go there with me.

Due to his severe injuries, Ling Yu was bedridden. When he was conscious, he would pester Zhan Fei to tell stories of his days wandering the martial arts world, listening with great interest. But most of the time, he drifted in and out of a drowsy, lethargic state.

I believe a significant number of people in that car harbored a subconscious thought: if there were no consequences afterward and no moral considerations, they would have done the same thing without a moment's hesitation.

He turned his head in the opposite direction to maintain distance from He Xiaoya, avoiding her alluring fragrance and preventing the farmers in the opposite cart from gossiping.

Lin Hao exclaimed in surprise, deeply impressed by Shen Yi’s exquisite control over the battlefield; the strike just now could be described as perfectly seamless.

It was much like the sentiment of the officials and commoners in Bianjing back in the day, watching the Song Dynasty’s imperial guards perform in the Jinming Pool—the main point was the spectacle.

Back at Moonlit Villa, Ah Jiu walked straight toward Mother Luo’s courtyard. Since returning, she had been so swamped with tasks that she hadn't found time to have a proper conversation with her.

Ordinary-level piano skill: as long as one knows how to play the piano and can perform simple pieces, they can obtain this title. It holds little value and is essentially entry-level.

Other princes begged to see him, yet only this Li Ke didn't want to see even a hair on his head.

In any case, the Prince of Shu had solved the food and clothing problems for many commoners, so he was certainly a suitable choice for Crown Prince.

The three yamen runners were quite resilient; although their faces turned pale with fear, they forced themselves to stand firm, neither screaming nor fainting or vomiting.

The Xuanwu Gate had always been a taboo for Li Shimin, but after being nagged by Li Ke about it so often, Li Shimin had become somewhat indifferent to the matter.

However, just as he withdrew from the branch, twelve beams of light suddenly surged into his soul. There was no need for any refinement; the beams exploded in his mind, transforming into nourishment and information.

"I just came to see if you were awake and ask what you wanted to eat!" Snake Butt gave an honest, simple smile.

Le Huiyu reached out to shake Li Shimin’s hand, feeling dizzy. Only when he let go did his legs give way, and he nearly fell. One must know that Young Master Le had long since entered the cultivation path, not only mastering water and ice abilities but also having taken gene evolution fluid to enhance his physical fitness.

The spectators mocking the Jiu Team were fans of the MVP and MB teams. While the rest of the audience did not have high hopes for the current Jiu Team, they still held a sliver of expectation and were not inclined to mock them.

Upon stepping onto the stairs of the agency and confirming that the gaze had vanished, the corner of Asaba’s mouth couldn't help but curl into a faint arc.

By the time the train passed by, fewer than six soldiers remained alive. The tracks were left stained with pools of blood and scattered, broken limbs. Three soldiers had jumped from the train only to be dragged under the wheels, sacrificing their lives heroically to complete the special mission.

With a sharp whistle, the rocket projectile flew as if it had eyes, landing directly on one of the Japanese soldiers huddled in the group.

As he spoke, his thoughts shifted, and he transformed into a firebird, flapping his wings. Wang Hao charged forward, heading straight for the heart of the Vast Mountain Range, intent on finding the Heavenly Witch King.

Because this water entrance was located beneath Ouyang Luge’s bed, and the stone slab covering it was identical to the floor tiles, it was nearly impossible for outsiders to discover. This was why, later on, Two-Mouth and his men had searched the Island Master’s mansion from top to bottom without finding them.

The Li family, already at the pinnacle of power, no longer needed to worry about social standing or matching family backgrounds like those who relied on marriage alliances to consolidate their influence.

Lu Boya paused. On the screen visible only to her, an "Optional Mission" appeared: Keep the nuclear bombing secret.

Li Bing felt somewhat strange but couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. Being undressed by a man felt odd. Fortunately, his head was still spinning, so he didn't dwell on it; he thanked An Zi and got up to put on his clothes.

The feeling of being suppressed by Ling Su’s warning finally found an outlet. Seeing that Ling Su still maintained such an arrogant air, He Zhiyi curled his lip in disdain.