Chapter 34 Medicine
"Don't mention divorce again, and don't even think about Song Qisheng, or I'll make sure he never leaves this world," Lu Jinyan warned her once more after A Li's emotions had finally settled.
A Li still felt wronged beyond words. Head lowered, lips pressed together, she choked out, "Lu Jinyan, you really are despicable. I’ve never done anything to you—why do you insist on making my life so miserable? Does seeing me suffer make you..."
As Jiang Tao spoke, an exquisitely detailed satellite map appeared on the living room wall, its center fixed on the Imperial City.
But just as his hand was raised, ready to strike, it was caught and held firmly in place by another hand, rendering him powerless.
Li Daoran stepped closer, observing from a short distance the demon who was once his equal, now weakened and wretched after years of being sealed away.
Since he chose to stay behind to block the Yellow Turban Army, Chu He naturally picked a narrow spot to make his stand, avoiding the danger of being surrounded by enemy troops.
The three conferred together, while the unconscious Dimose and Cora were carried on Akras’s back. Just as they were about to head toward the area where the vampires had disappeared, suddenly, from another direction, the air quivered and a figure floated out.
But before he could finish his thoughts, Yang Yi interrupted with a sly, smiling glance.
As a puppet marquis, the Lord of Huadu was well aware of his own limitations, so he showed submission and cooperation to all the major factions. That was why the nobles had yielded the road to the merchants. Since he was so accommodating, the powers were satisfied and maintained a respectful facade toward him, ensuring the safety of his family.
Thus, only a single helmsman was needed for this journey, and this demanding task naturally fell to Herrick the rat, who knew the route best.
The densely packed Northern Army surged into motion, moving in predetermined order, unit by unit, across the Biwei Divine Bridge, advancing toward the Central Domain coalition forces on the other side.
It’s said that Bei Yuming, a native of Suzhou, had initially intended to lend only his name to the project and let his students handle the actual design of the venue. But after inspecting the site and feeling the pull of his homeland, the old master resolved to oversee every detail himself.
Thanks to the dim night, Tao Bei’s face—ghastly pale with a tinge of green—went unnoticed. The pallor was regret over defeat; the green was... seasickness.
Lu Qingyi and Yuan Rulan, similar in stature, donned the perfectly fitting dresses. Once dressed, they carefully lifted the bed curtains and stepped down.
Along the way, many people whispered, pointing and gossiping. Bai Luoxi thought there was something on her face. She detoured to the lakeside and checked her reflection—nothing seemed amiss. Just as she was about to leave, voices drifted over, and she quickly hid in the shadows.
She waited a long time, but there was still no sound from Liang Yin. Growing curious, she opened her eyes just in time to witness a sacred scene.
"Father, Mother!" With a bright smile, Mu Ximei approached the two elders and called to them sweetly.
This time, Liao Shishan led two hundred thousand troops. He had expected a campaign that would last at least a year, for the terrain of Shu was notoriously difficult, but to his amazement, the conquest was complete in just two months.
Cheng Yun looked at her sister without a word. This kind of decision was for Cheng Shi to make. Though blind, Cheng Shi could easily imagine the sincerity on Zhou Chu's face.
Of course, Zhou Chu knew—such reasoning was hardly lost on an old fox like Ye Qiu. He was relaying questions from above. If Ye Qiu said something himself, it was one thing; if it came from Zhou Chu’s lips, the meaning and the effect were worlds apart.
"No risk, no reward. I can't afford to worry about so much now. I want to see who dares play tricks on me," Jiang Yi snorted coldly to himself, with murder already in his heart.