Volume 1, Chapter 21: The Embryo of a Hunting Party

Começando a Caçar Montanhas ao Ser Forçado pela Esposa Mimada a Continuar a Linhagem Shen Muhan 2586 words 2026-08-05 06:20:13

Mu Wanqing, while attending to Liu Feng, said to her sister, "Qing'er, let's consider taking a concubine for our husband."

"This..."

Qing'er hesitated, her face flushing as she recalled the romantic trysts of the previous night. It was true; her husband was far too capable, tireless as an ox.

Liu Feng was left stunned, wondering what this was all about. Was he truly that formidable? That didn't seem right—wasn't everyone like this? No, wait, Wang Changsheng was the exception. Liu Feng mocked himself inwardly.

Beside him, Mu Wanqing continued, "Husband, I've thought it over. Things really can't go on like this."

"You two, what are you thinking? Having you both is enough for me..."

"Xingxing, how did it go with Jue Zhiyuan?" They had been too far away upstairs to hear clearly.

Three golden seeds surged, hungrily inhaling spiritual energy. His sea of qi was vast and turbulent, like an ocean, as the energy churned and transformed into pure power that flowed throughout his body, constantly strengthening him.

"I bet my life, and this silver!" Fang Zheng pulled out a handful of broken silver pieces—loot he had scavenged from Fang Shi and the others, totaling over thirty taels.

Xiao Bu stood ten meters away, looking triumphant. Victory was within his grasp, and with Fang Zheng barely able to stand, he wanted to toy with his opponent slowly, letting the audience cheer for him a little longer.

No one knew what the Jin'an Dynasty would become in the near future. Beset by maritime threats from without and constant warfare from within, Helian Fengqing was desperate to shoulder the responsibilities for Beiyu and Yueyi while living in such chaotic times. He must be... very tired.

Perhaps if he casually discarded a dish from the Qianlong era or a teacup from the Kangxi reign, her death, even if she were killed, could be easily dismissed as a suicide or some other accident.

Six against ten—the disparity in strength was clear. Even after receiving two byes, Jinghua Academy still couldn't field a full team of ten.

The two walked toward the back, heading straight into the hall with the glass door they had visited the day before. Familiar with the layout, they found the documents on the Qin Dynasty they had been reviewing and began to observe and search carefully.

Ji Shuhan’s etiquette was actually quite proper. After changing into simple white robes, the bewitching quality of his appearance was considerably softened, yet Qu Qingran still could not stand him. She leaned against the window, turning her back to him to look outside; if she had her way, she wouldn't even want to hear his voice.

This matter could not be blamed on others nor herself; it was simply fate. What mattered most now was finding Yueyi; other things could be left unexamined.

She stared intensely at Zhuang Chen, feeling quite nervous. Although they had only met twice, her impression of him was excellent. He seemed steady and grounded, giving the strange, uncanny impression of someone who had seen much of the world.

"You don't need to know that. Anyway, it's for your own good," Ye Chen replied dismissively.

Most importantly, both men and horses were clad in bright white armor that shimmered in the sunlight. Their swords, long and wide, were also entirely white, appearing as one with their armor.

Tie Tu knew that Feng Youruo had used the victory of the first round to save Qi Xia and his sister.

"Now that we've arrived, let's head back to the manor to rest. It's already late, and there's no point in going up the mountain now!" I whispered to my senior brother.

To Zhuang Chen, the mushrooms should be boiled first, then braised, pressed dry, and marinated in egg whites for flavor, before finally being deep-fried.

Li Xia sheathed his sword and walked slowly toward the Black Tiger. The beast stared at him intently, and as Li Xia drew near, it actually bent its front legs and knelt.

He required everyone he encountered to be courteous to him, and even more so to those he valued, so that he might maintain a pleasant demeanor.

He hurriedly called Yang Dongmei, telling her that Yu Panpan had given birth and instructing her to prepare to visit the Imperial Capital. He then busied himself with requesting leave and booking tickets.

The door exploded inward. Pavilion Master Sun walked in, followed closely by Li Ping, but the room was empty.

Just as the crowd cheered, the Three-Legged Bird let out a sharp, piercing shriek and flapped its wings, instantly shrouding half the sky.

He received a file on his phone regarding his own corruption and that of Deng Zhengren. How could Zhou Yunyang have investigated this so clearly?

Xu Qing must have said something to Xu Tonghua, which was why he had deliberately come to pick a fight the moment he saw him, all to humiliate him in public.

"I missed you, so I couldn't help but come to see you." Xin Boya felt a bit wounded. Hadn't she said she didn't want to talk about romance right now? Then what was this about Louis? Why did she smile so warmly at him while being so cold to himself?

Xiang Yuhang was suddenly excited. This was great; they would spend several days together in the cargo truck.

The Liu family ancestor was astonished. He could see at a glance that Chen Chen had only just broken through—had he reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm in just the last few days?

Even the dean of students couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, wanting to criticize, yet feeling that the other party’s words made perfect sense.

After chatting for so long, her mood seemed to have lifted; she was nowhere near as tense as before.

Thinking further, everyone realized that Mayor Wu's attitude was clear: he would not shield Ye Changgong.

Perhaps it was just an illusion, but she seemed to hear a faint sigh, as if someone were struggling to suppress something.

Compared to her, the Fourth Prince was much more familiar with the Crown Prince and Crown Princess; she trusted he could analyze the situation.

Bai Lang gestured, and Hu Gang, Sanyang, and the others released Lin Yu. Sanyang handed Lin Yu a cigarette, which he lit and smoked while sitting on the sofa.

Unlike him, Shen Xi was very happy to be held by her senior brother. If not for the bothersome person nearby, wouldn't this be like a date? Although their destination was indeed Yin Chunian's bamboo grove.

The Fourth Prince never accepted bribes; at most, he exchanged gifts during the holidays, but he often gave more than he received.

Once the machine was built, the exploration and utilization of the Bilis Island resources would be twice as effective with half the effort. That afternoon, all the data was sent to Qingtian International.

Jian Jianwei truly could not bear to listen to Jian Miao’s nonsense any longer; he knew exactly what she was going to say next.

The story written was tragic and moving, yet it pointed out that the Crown Prince was marrying his own younger sister as the Crown Princess for the second time. In other words, Beiming Xueyan was Qiao Xueyan, the former Princess Qingyan.

If they could resist biting into such a large piece of fat, what else couldn't they endure?

Luo Jincheng glanced at the coffee table, which was stained with a bit of blood that wouldn't wipe off. His mouth twitched, though he didn't know what to say. Ji Jing and Lu Chengli had been at odds since the first time they met, and every time they saw each other, Lu Chengli ended up getting played.

"Our beauty Qin has such long legs; she can just take a step and vanish without a trace," Ye Qingcheng teased.

Today was the second day of filming, and his state was naturally much better than the first.

Tong Xue puffed her cheeks and glared at me unhappily, but with Ye Hansheng present, she dared not do anything to me, not even speak loudly, and could only stare me down.

They met in his office and talked for the entire morning, ignoring phone calls and refusing visitors; all subordinates were kept outside, as if they were discussing something urgent.

Even though Mo Jingyuan was facing a very difficult situation, he still had a way to deal with a mere Wen family.