Volume 1, Chapter 25: This Is Just Painting a Target on Her Back

Após se divorciar, a filha legítima do general é mimada pelo imperador, seu amor de infância. Uma canção de despedida e luto 2192 words 2026-08-04 03:50:27

Yun Jinhua stood before the manor with its green-tiled roof and white walls, staring intently at the golden characters set against a black background above the gate.

While the capital was filled with grand and opulent residences, the Taoran Abode had always held a unique place for its elegant, exquisite, and picturesque style. Its owner had remained a mystery, and until now, no one had been able to step inside to glimpse its entirety.

Yet, the plaque above the gate had been replaced with "Marquis Wuan's Mansion"?!

She was all too familiar with those fresh, elegant strokes; they were written by the hand of the current Emperor, Xiao Jin'an.

"Marquis Wuan, are you satisfied with this residence?" Jing Hang asked respectfully.

Yun Jinhua: "..."

She was satisfied, but by what right was she to live here?

Master Qingxiao said, "My stomach is feeling unwell as well, so I shall accompany you." Qin Zhijie shook his head, feeling a mix of amusement, frustration, and anxiety. Although the pain was as insignificant as a mosquito bite, it still made him feel deeply uncomfortable.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments. Ji Han nearly rolled his eyes; how could those words be so ambiguous?

Lao Qin laughed. No one knew what he was laughing at; though he wore a smile, his voice was sorrowful and his expression filled with resentment. Most importantly, he had plundered the wealth of several nations and would return home with his coffers overflowing.

The Ancient Emperor of Dongsheng sighed and said, "From that moment on, although the Great State of Dongsheng remained a powerful nation, the Imperial Clan no longer bore the surname 'Dongsheng'."

"Big brother, what exactly do you want?" Li Ming stared at Jiang Chen. He had already mentioned he was thirsty, yet he still couldn't guess what the other man was after.

"I know, it must be at least the eighth level of the Life-Taking Realm or higher. It seems the two people I killed were merely agents sent by them."

"Hmph, you think a question I've seen before can stump me?" Wang Zha was feeling smug, but he suddenly started, as if waking from a trance. He immediately turned serious and solemn, yet the words he had spoken in his previous moment of triumph gave everything away.

He had entrusted someone to find me in Quanzhou, hoping I would help pull strings and search for a ship stolen from him. Although I was short-handed, I bit the bullet and agreed at the request of an old friend.

Although Cui Yuanmin knew that Jiang Ying was surely going to be with that fellow Su Chen, she could not help but insist on going along.

"That's right, we've dressed up so beautifully today; we can't just show it to people who don't know how to cherish it." Meng Feifei was also full of excitement, looking at Yang Fan as she spoke.

"Well, let's both do our best. In any case, the road ahead is still long." At this moment, Tian Ye didn't know what else to say, so he began to ramble about other topics.

There were so many of them on the other side; it would be impossible to avoid bloodshed if a fight actually broke out. Dazhuang tugged hard, but Cuihua was holding on so tightly he couldn't pull his hand free.

Driving this second-hand van was an ordeal. Before long, I felt completely exhausted, but fortunately, Zhou Tong still had some pills that could restore stamina. After taking them, I was revived on the spot.

When Tuya saw this bandit, he felt an indescribable hatred deep in his heart. Without a word, he swung the stone chair in his hand and smashed it toward the bandit, never once hesitating.

Immediately, the young man who had spoken earlier and another man in black hoisted Cui Yuanmin up and walked forward.

"The Guqiang City Group is actually a secret piece placed overseas by our country, so even if someone tries to investigate Lemon's identity, they will certainly find it to be authentic," Guo Yongqiang replied.

"I don't like you. Do you really not care about this? I cannot give you the warm life of an ordinary couple." Taking advantage of the fact that his mother and sister-in-law were not present, He Yehua tried once more, unwilling to give up, reminding Yang Li that as long as she took the initiative to back out, everything his mother was doing would be meaningless.

"So, that is why you were nitpicking, asking for an exorbitant amount, demanding a fine of twenty thousand, and later raising it to fifty thousand, is that it?" Lu You asked coldly.

However, upon seeing the bed behind Liu Yu—three meters long and three meters wide—Meng Qi awkwardly shut his mouth.

The car finally cleared the congested section, but Jonathan lost sight of Lei Chen and the others. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue the pursuit.

The old man in the black robe on the viewing platform was one of the three great elders of the Tianma Empire, Sima Hong, grandfather of Sima Chen. He was incredibly protective of his own; having seen Ye Feng injure his most beloved grandson yesterday, he was furious and determined to make Ye Feng pay the price.

Fairy Qinglian and the others departed on their swords, leaving only Lei Chen, Xiahou Yu, and Lu Xin in the forest that had been leveled to the ground.

Before Meng Qi could finish his sentence, one of the previously closed doors nearest to them made a noise, as if something had bumped against it.

It was high noon, and the sun hung suspended at the zenith. Looking out, the scorching heat caused the air to shimmer and distort slightly.

"I've let you down, I'm sorry..." Gaia coughed a few times, spitting out a bit of blood that trickled down his chin. Leiyi wiped it clean for him. "Don't blame yourself, Gaia, it's okay. You tried so hard; you lost with honor." We patted his shoulder to console him.

Perhaps it was his own arrogance that led him to disregard the warning.

After these medicinal pills appeared, Ao Guang flicked his left hand, and one pill hovered in front of each of the nine people, including Xiao Ran.

Xiuning took a deep breath and tilted her chin slightly upward. The sky was filled with falling snow, which felt cool and refreshing against her cheeks.

Because she had been busy all night, Li Gu Yu had the honor of sleeping in. By the time she woke up, it was already noon. Fortunately, she had put the preserved fruit out to dry the night before; otherwise, it would never have dried if she had started now.

"Hmm!" Ling'er didn't know why she felt the young man in the air didn't like her, so she naturally didn't go over to join the crowd. Only after hearing Xiao Ran's words did she sit down on the side to rest.

Although building a thermal power plant was expensive, the requirements were low and the technical threshold was not high, making it not difficult for the current Great Han. The key was that coal-fired boilers required a massive, long-term daily supply of coal.

Perhaps there were treasures from the vast desert hidden within. It is known that high risk often brings high reward; in the fickle and terrifying desert, there is never a shortage of legends about treasure.

Who would have thought that Ted's style would change so drastically afterward? He became daring and aggressive, yet he no longer blindly sought to fight the enemy to the death. The tactics formulated by those teams not only failed to produce results but ultimately led them into a trap.