Chapter 42: This Humble Woman Is the Proprietor of Chaojin Workshop

Yan Chaonian's return to the capital deeply shattered Old Madame Jiang's defenses. Having originally faked an illness merely to manipulate Jia Ruzhen, she was now genuinely bedridden.

While she was still cursing him from her sickbed, Yan Chaonian brought little Xun'er into the palace. The Empress had summoned all the noblewomen arriving in the capital this time. Politely put, she wished to converse with them; in Yan Chaonian's view, however, it was merely an inspection to see if all the hostages had arrived.

The spring day was clear and bright, with a boundless azure sky. In the Imperial Garden, hundreds of flowers were in full bloom, filling the air with a delightful fragrance.

"What can be done about it? Linglong insisted that I answer, didn't she?" Ji Meina shrugged, wearing an expression that seemed to say you all forced me into this.

Lin Chu patiently explained all his concerns in detail, and only then did she begin to comprehend, nodding knowingly.

The technique Dongfang Yunyang was displaying at this moment was precisely a powerful Wood Release jutsu he had finally mastered through study and relentless practice—the Wood Human Technique.

Damn it, musicians hailing from the Celestial Empire really are extraordinary; even some of their peculiar demands carry such a heavy taste.

Therefore, only Jiang Zhangan had ever beheld the appearance of this sword. It could hardly be considered a sword at all; it was merely a rather sharp, slender piece of iron, bound between two bamboo strips with a few tattered cloth strips to serve as a scabbard, possessing neither a crossguard nor a hilt.

Watching Gao Sheng struggle on the bed as he tried to sit up, Fang Shi hurriedly stepped forward to assist him, though in the end he could only manage to prop Gao Sheng against the pillows, barely enabling him to lean his upper body forward.

"Fine then! I can tell you. However, you must answer a question of mine first," said Lady Lanyi. She felt somewhat inclined to tease Bai Jinyu, finding this seemingly foolish yet handsome young Master Bai by her side rather amusing.

Yet, judging by the current circumstances, his right hand certainly would not be able to move freely over the next few days.

He did not return to the studio that weekend, heading straight back home instead. Staying at home for two days, he kept pondering over what kind of gift would be most appropriate to prepare for his future parents-in-law, but he remained entirely clueless.

"I thank Your Majesty for your gracious permission!" Tu Tanlang stepped forward, set down his helmet, removed the golden armor from his body, and took out the military tally hanging from his waist, presenting it respectfully. Then, he turned and prepared to leave.

"Is that so? The young master has never mentioned it before." Lan Ting felt a sudden surge of strength following closely behind his young master. The mere thought of his young master defeating Shishui Sword Shi Youfei with a single strike at the age of seventeen made him too excited to control himself.

The next moment, Liu Xie reached out to support Cao Cao with both hands and said in a loud voice, "Cao Mengde, I believe you are a loyal minister of the Great Han!" Although his words were not particularly booming, his tone was unshakeable and resolute.

Sun Jing also praised Qichu as a once-in-a-millennium talent, and recounted the ambush set up outside Haizhou City a few days prior to annihilate the Japanese pirates.

Dragon Batian made a single-handed gesture, and dragon qi circulated endlessly in his palm, gradually transforming into a golden sword of light.

Although he was already a lieutenant colonel before reaching the age of thirty, such a rank held little value within the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Thinking back to the recruitment selection Yan Zheng participated in, Chen Xuanwu was not yet the action captain of the Blade Unit, but rather the deputy captain. Although Chen Xuanwu was not the chief instructor, he was in charge of combat training, and his endless array of tormenting methods had made life utterly miserable for the trainees of that cohort.

Furthermore, holding such a ceremony in advance was also a form of expression of gratitude. Because after the newlyweds completed their marriage, they would depart for a honeymoon trip and rarely have the opportunity to converse with the guests present at the wedding venue. To avoid giving anyone the cold shoulder, such a rehearsal was held.

Even in the case of Xu An, who was raised right by his side, there was very little communication most of the time. Therefore, viewed through a modern lens, Xu Qing might not have been a responsible father, yet at that time he truly lacked the spare time to care for his family; being able to carve out moments to look after them was already no small feat.

Although Su Shuang had not made massive progress this time, she had still improved, leaving Xiao Chu somewhat astonished. Knowing that ever since his rebirth, Su Shuang had spent most of her time hanging out with him without ever appearing to study properly—merely cramming frantically before exams—could it be that doing *that* sort of thing actually enhanced one's intelligence?

Therefore, after finishing the drinks and settling the bill, when Yang Hao once again heard Zhang Yimou say with a smile, "Yang Hao, come join my crew and play 'Number Three'?",

This was a therapeutic formula specifically tailored for persistent vegetative state patients, comprising acupuncture, massage, and herbal prescriptions.

Patch after patch of bloody, twisted, and malevolent tentacles, along with newly sprouted eyes and fangs, were expanding frantically.

Seeing Su Dayong lunging at her with a wide slap, she grabbed his wrist and leveraged the momentum to hurl him against a nearby table. The violent impact caused Su Dayong to howl in agonizing pain.

"Indeed, when we came to put out the fire just now, we watched all the cattle and sheep fleeing outward. If the Buddha hadn't flown into a rage, would something like this happen?" remarked another resident.

He had just rented a new place, and the landlord of his previous apartment might not be willing to return the rent unless someone else could immediately take over the lease by subletting it.

As for another group of actors, whenever they received criticism from the director or assistant director of their respective production crews, they would invariably display defiance.

One must understand that Su Lin had previously always disdained such threatening words, because in his view, a hundred threats could not compare to the effectiveness of a single slap.

He was merely listening to Zhang Hao venting his grievances about how Huang Yongqin actually dared to pull rank by brandishing her family background, claiming that her paternal uncle was an old general from the Southern Frontier and that no one dared to touch her, or they should bear the consequences.

Alston Lanhe had failed to board the earliest vehicle dispatched by Duke and had already fallen far behind Franny Duck, so he was resolved not to miss any of the subsequent carriages.

After jumping into the sea, she must have been washed ashore by the waves and rescued by Qin Feng, while Tang Ying happened to find Wen Duo when the latter came ashore from the deep sea.

The men panicked and scrambled to their feet; they no longer had the time to question Wen Ruzhun, as fleeing for their lives took precedence.

"As for why you possess memories of the future after your rebirth, it should be the effect of the control seal residing within your body," the man explained indifferently.

"Your presence in the team is truly low enough. No matter, now we have all matured. I never expected your strength to reach the Heavenly Realm as well. Once two and a half years have passed, let's go drinking together again!" Nangong Ran said with a smile, raising his fist as he spoke.

Knowing that Gong Yeting would no longer come to cause trouble, Bai Su breathed a sigh of relief and stayed at home to peaceably tend to her pregnancy.

Upon hearing this, the male classmates burst into collective applause, looking precisely as though they had laid eyes on their idols, each one electrified and worked up to an extreme degree.

That night, the full moon rose, and a tranquil serenity spread across the earth of Star City alongside the silver-mist moonlight. A gentle breeze drifted by, banishing the stifling heat of the day. The rhythmic chirping of summer insects echoed, and even the air seemed imbued with a fresh scent of earth.

He saw that Ye Fan showed no signs of emerging just yet, but by this time, the medicinal potency within the bronze vessel had already been absorbed by Ye Fan without a shred left behind.

As he spoke, he wickedly wiped drool toward Chen Qian, causing goosebumps to erupt all over her body.

She knew full well how the two brothers would think, so she had initially attached herself to them in the guise of a weakling.