Chapter 53: The Legend of Zhen嬛, An Lingrong

"You are willing?"

Noble Consort Nian asked, excited yet somewhat incredulous, "Are you not joking? You are truly willing to let this palace help you raise your child?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

Li Siqi smiled. "Since Your Ladyship is willing to help this concubine raise her child, it is precisely what this concubine has been hoping for."

"Since you agree, no one can say that this palace snatched your child away."

Noble Consort Nian's smile grew even more radiant. Cradling the little princess happily, she said, "Wenning, from now on..."

Wang Ruo paid no mind to these murmurs. Instead, he respectfully invited forth the tall figure standing behind him—a man whose face did not look aged, yet whose hair was completely white.

Meanwhile, inside the conference room, the protesters who had just seen Tao Hong taken away suddenly grew fearful.

Yet at this moment, everything before her eyes seemed veiled in a thin mist. No matter how she wiped her eyes, her vision remained blurred.

Pang Tong's lips parted in astonishment, his eyes casting a glance toward Zhang Ren. Zhang Ren stared coldly at the man whose posture on the ground seemed so humble, a deep-seated hatred shining in his gaze.

"Forget it. You've already caused enough trouble today. As a reward, I shall grant you a fortuitous opportunity." Lu Feifei smiled and raised her right hand, a scorching black flame shooting from her fingertip.

He decided that once Li Wu had finished exacting his revenge, he would cast him aside on his own initiative. That was much more fitting for his style.

Initially, she had assumed Lu Feifei was merely an ordinary person. But how could an ordinary person take the life of a tier-three giant fish with a single sword stroke?

The Taoist priest slashed with his peach wood sword, sending a talisman hurtling toward Jiang Chen, who remained utterly motionless.

At that very moment, Chu Xiao, who had been lurking within the Xiao estate all along, burst forth with bloodshot eyes and launched a sneak attack directly at Li Wu.

Having been like sisters for so many years, how could Yu not understand Ling? Knowing that Ling had something on her mind today—and knowing full well it was tied to her impending marriage to the Luo family stronghold—Yu had chosen to accompany her in acting even wilder than usual.

Along the way, there would be numerous misunderstandings and twists, but each trial would allow them to see each other just a little bit more clearly.

"I merely wish to see my master. Does my esteemed martial uncle refuse even this?" Baili Ranfeng was in no mood to exchange idle pleasantries with Feng Yiqing. He was urgently searching for something he had yet to find, and his mind was fraught with agitation. Feng Yiqing had no business choosing this moment to disturb him.

Empress Lü hurriedly used an excuse to summon Marquis Piyang, Shen Shiqi. The moment Shen Shiqi stepped into the hall, his expression was uneasy, and he cupped his hands to ask urgently, "Your Majesty, has your subject been summoned on account of the Prince of Zhao?" Clearly, Shen Shiqi had already caught wind of the matter regarding the Prince of Zhao.

Qin Wuji followed him out of the wooden cabin and into a pavilion in the eastern garden. Although the pavilion was open-air, one could immediately make out the faint, swirling ink-wash restrictions set upon it. Not only that, but several disciples of the Needle Sect were patrolling back and forth on all sides.

Seeing the Chairman and Chu Jiangnan seated on opposite sides, Lin Feng remained silent. As the victim in this affair, he naturally wanted to hear the explanation from those two old codgers.

"Do you know where Baili Ranfeng is?" Ouyang Lie finally relented. After all, Chengxi was the sole remaining heir of the Ouyang family; cutting off the family line would be an unforgivable offense to their ancestors. Besides, as a father, how could he stand by and watch his own son die?

Hu Gao nodded inwardly. He could tell that Wu Yun was not challenging him out of petty jealousy, but because he genuinely believed Hu Gao was unworthy of Hu Yinxue.

Ding Changsheng stood just outside the glass room, watching as Qin Mo motioned for him to enter. He pushed the door open and stepped inside, but because Qin Mo was by his side, Qin Zhenbang remained silent, merely blinking his eyes. Consequently, Qin Mo walked back out, turning her head with every single step she took.

Never did they expect that these allies would turn on them at such a moment. While Zhi Bogong was consumed with fury, a profound chill crept into his heart. In the past, he had dismissed the three ducal houses as mere lapdogs, paying them no mind. But now that the three dukes had joined forces, their strength far surpassed his own.

Hearing this, Hongye smiled smugly. It seemed this Junior Brother Lin wasn't entirely foolish. Since he already knew about this matter, she would have another chance to boast.