Chapter 25: You Are Truly the Chosen Empress

Since being promoted by Tang Yu, Wu Cheng received the imperial edict and naturally wanted to give his utmost effort.

He stepped forward, saluted, and declared in a loud voice, “Your servant Wu Cheng accepts the decree!”

Shi Lei was also quite pleased, and responded with a clear voice, “Your servant Shi Lei accepts the decree and will not fail Your Majesty’s trust.”

Su Li kept a stern face; now, whatever he said would be too late.

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In the past, she often wondered if she had truly grown old. Though her figure remained youthful, her heart could never return to that innocence and carefreeness.

Liu Pingfan rubbed her forehead and gave a self-mocking smile. She walked out from behind the desk, but her nerves were taut, in case the other party suddenly threw a bombshell her way.

Xi Yue felt an endless pain spreading with her thoughts, enveloping her tightly. The agony was so suffocating she could barely breathe the moment it struck.

Although the northern and western districts had been secured, losing those one hundred men that Li Bahong had taken away to the police was a great loss.

The auction hall was dim, but at the center, a column of light soared skyward from the high platform, illuminating everything around it in dazzling clarity.

After speaking, she ignored An Xuyang’s reaction and pressed her lips directly to his. This was Song Qi’s first kiss; she had no idea how to do it, so her kiss was chaotic and clumsy, more like a random nibble.

Early Spring brought over a glass of spring dew with a clean and steady hand. Tangyuan drank a large cup, and the burning sensation in her mouth finally eased a little.

“These traces of cold…” Lian Yiyue’s gaze was fixed on Fang Chen’s body, encased in ice, anxiety flickering in her eyes.

For a long time, Gong Qianzhu stood in place, waiting, but hearing no response from Bingzhu. After a moment’s silent contemplation, she lowered her eyes and quietly turned to leave.

“You want me to make the first move? No, you go ahead. After all, I am the sect master.” Jun Yixiao shook his head. As he spoke, the elemental points within him surged, and the four sacred artifacts of different attributes were all at the ready.

“You—” I thought you were just a new official, acting rashly in the heat of the moment, and would calm down soon after.

“She’s staying here because I decided so. I just happen to need a maid, so she’ll serve me from now on. Go tell the Crown Prince that Luer will be with me in the future.” Ji Zili’s voice was cold and firm.

“It’s burning hot.” Guo Honglei held the teacup steadily. Having practiced martial arts from childhood and served in the army for years, his knuckles were covered in calluses; he didn’t feel the heat at all.

“What a powerful palm strike! I estimate it carries the strength of five rotations, and it seems he didn’t even use his full power. To improve so much in just seven days—this is truly incomprehensible,” Mad Blade exclaimed in shock.

An Xiaoxiao allowed herself to be held and kissed by Gu Chen, her beautiful eyes gazing at him, their faces so close, breaths mingling. She was momentarily lost in the moment.

As soon as she entered the dormitory, Wei Limei spread his arms, eagerly embracing Xiao Wanci, his hands naturally wrapping around her slender waist.

An Xiaoxiao protested with muffled sounds between Gu Chen’s kisses, but he clearly had no intention of giving her the chance to speak.

Yet, she was in no hurry to figure out where she was, because this feeling was so familiar, so intimate, just like the illusions she’d seen in the City of Sorrow, drawn by the allure of the Mandala flower—so very similar.

Qiansi had met Old Hei a few times, and I also came from Xiamen. When I heard the news, I could hardly believe it. Not long ago, we were still chatting over coffee, laughing together, and now in just a few months… One can’t help but lament the unpredictability of life.

After saying all this, the old man had almost finished his beating. Only then did he lift his eyelids and turn his head toward the wall where Gu Zheng was pressed.

Given all this, why must I insist on waiting until I enter the Li family compound to find my target for impersonation? People must come and go from the Li estate every day, so why not focus on those individuals instead?