Chapter 55: Empresses in the Palace, An Lingrong

"Rise!"

The Dowager Empress looked at Noble Consort Hua and continued, "Why are you holding the child when you are still physically weak? You should just hand the child over to the wet nurses."

"Thank you for your concern, Dowager Empress."

Noble Consort Nian smiled as brilliantly as a flower, holding Wen Ning tightly in her arms, and replied happily, "Your concubine is very fond of the Sixth Prince and Wen Ning. Concubine Xin has agreed to raise the two children together with your concubine."

"Really?"

The Dowager Empress's smile faltered slightly.

The June heat was truly scorching. Outside, only the sound of cicadas could be heard. A group of people remained motionless, clinging to tree branches or hiding behind large boulders, waiting quietly.

Wei Kang was extraordinarily arrogant and haughty, looking down upon everyone. He would ruthlessly crush all opponents, yet against Xue Hao, he fought with such arduous difficulty that Xue Hao was ultimately allowed to return to his peak condition, full of vigor and vitality—something Wei Kang could simply not tolerate.

Elder Qingmu's expression darkened even further; Dongfang Xiao's behavior was a direct slap to his face.

"I think so too, so what on earth do you want to do?" Zhou Bingran nodded, asking earnestly.

Undoubtedly, under the crushing weight of the Primordial Chaos Divine Stone, the Great Desolation Spirit Divine Halberd was simply unable to withstand it. After all, it was the foundational divine stone of the Primordial Star Realm, imbued with plane laws and divine essence, possessing extraordinary power.

Sigh, it seemed the Flying Eagle Gang was no pushover; even a branch leader was so difficult to deal with. Lin Feng started to look at the Flying Eagle Gang in a new light.

A hazy dusk gradually hung across the horizon, looking like a cracked egg yolk or poured aged wine, carrying a thick texture as the day approached twilight.

Dongfang Xiao also felt a surge of anger. Being teased repeatedly, no matter how easygoing his temperament might be, he probably could no longer bear it.

Luo Yu smiled faintly. She could hardly brazenly announce that she was playing with time travel and wandering through different otherworldly realms, could she?

The reason he asked Deng Jinxi for her opinion once more was simply because he felt that Deng Jinxi had been drunk last night, and her words could not be counted as valid. Therefore, he had to ask her again when she was fully sober.

Though she was very reluctant to part with it, one must lose some to gain some. Who knows, she might be able to draw an even more powerful antidote pill in the future, and these 1,000 merit points were indeed a huge sum.

Qian Jiujiu inexplicably felt a burning gaze fixed upon her, yet no matter how she searched, she could find the source. Could it be that she was just overthinking it?

Ruan Shiyan feigned a relaxed demeanor as she walked outward, but before she even stepped past the perimeter of the bed, her wrist was caught by Song Zehan, who led her out onto the balcony and, with a silent command in his gaze, had her sit on one of the leisure chairs.

Fang Zhe had no impression of them. After all, there were so many employees, especially at "Beauty," where the staff was even more numerous. Even for an outstanding employee, meeting just once at the end of each year would not leave a particularly deep impression.

After all, Song Zehan's attitude toward her had noticeably changed compared to the past few days. Perhaps if she coaxed him into a good mood, he would simply tell her directly?

Chapter One: The Immortal Sword World Modification Map. The protagonist Guo Zhen accidentally acquires a system, materializing items from games to renovate his family's inn. The results after the renovation were exceptionally wonderful; the meals cooked by his father were not only loved by people, but even dogs loved eating them.

Such scholars had reached a bizarre state of blind superstition regarding Western systems, and Fang Zhe could only view it that way.

Passionate youths, boundless vigor, and invincible youth—Qin Hao proved with his own practical actions that diligent cultivation and fearlessness in the face of danger could lead to the possibility of achieving the supreme Dao.

This is a pure youth romance without any golden fingers or systems, focusing primarily on daily life. The author is a student themselves, making their portrayal of the youth and daily routines of this period extremely adept and familiar.

That black sound wave, like a single drop of water rippling across a lake, spread outward from that pitch-black valley. Wherever the sound wave passed, all the demonic beasts instantly turned into bare white skeletons, upon which not even a shred of flesh remained.