Chapter 35: It’s Only an Engagement, Not a Marriage

Xianyu’s heart ached with bitterness, and she felt a sense of kinship with him.

Was she not the same way with Liang Youjia? The difference was that he was going to marry someone else, yet he was unwilling to let her go.

As for Liang Youjia’s claim that “it’s only an engagement, not a marriage,” she treated it as nothing more than a joke.

How could a favored child of heaven avoid a political marriage? Was that not the responsibility they were meant to bear?

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Leng Yixiu sneered inwardly. The Eighth Prince was indeed far from as simple as he appeared. At the very least, this woman behind the curtain was no ordinary person. He had heard the faint sound of breathing the moment he entered. Since she could hide there, it meant she had the Emperor’s permission. In that case, he would simply pretend he knew nothing.

Xiang Yi guiltily picked at the rice in her bowl. The more she thought about it, the less courage she had to face Dou Ran’s parents.

The burly man wore a black mask, upon which a black phoenix was engraved. Dense black energy radiated from his entire body, and the indistinct image of a black phoenix seemed to circle behind him.

The carriage returned unhurriedly to the prince’s residence. Shifeng had already sent several reliable men from his own side to accompany Qi Hui. They had known and trusted one another for many years. Before entering the residence, he had them make a trip to the Firearms Camp to observe the situation there first, warning them not to act rashly and fall into the Emperor’s trap.

Ye Fan’s homeland was the Dragon Martial Empire. Beneath the Dragon Martial Empire were numerous prefectures, one of which was Tian Prefecture, under the jurisdiction of Pingyang Commandery. Tian Prefecture ranked among the strongest in overall power, and Ye Fan’s mother belonged to the Meng Family, one of its three great clans.

“The Emperor?” Jing Shu trembled, but immediately forced herself to calm down. After being humiliated and humbling herself time and again, she had come to understand the Emperor better and better. She could tell that the expression in Qi Xu’s eyes was very different at that moment. He probably did not intend to kill her.

I stared at the enormous dragon in the sky, my gaze gradually turning cold. As long as I could somehow make that vicious dragon open its mouth, I could take the opportunity to fire the Annihilation Bullet into it.

For the past six months, had she been eating her fill, had she been kept warm, did she have enough money on her, and whenever it rained, was there anyone to bring her an umbrella?

I tightly shut my eyes and stood there in silence, feeling the light and shadows around me slip away, sensing the serenity within my heart. The sensation of that moment was indescribably wonderful, as though I were wandering through a celestial sea amid the clouds.

After taking a deep breath, Ye Xiangchen sank into profound stillness. He felt the passage of time around him beginning to slow.

However, Fang Yi’s heart had not merely faded in color; it had almost lost its color entirely. Once it became completely colorless, it would mean that her life had reached its end. That was why Ye Wudao dared to conclude that she would not live much longer.

What happened next, however, was so bizarre that Xiao Fei was utterly astonished. Her nose was actually pinched flat in an instant, and it never recovered. The once-straight bridge had collapsed, her nostrils flattened, and the result looked exceedingly strange.

“All right, all right. I’ll call your superior and see what you have to say then!” Xue Zhenghai’s expression darkened with anger.

Through his divine sense, he clearly saw that the cavern concealed a dungeon, where seventy or eighty people from Huaxia were being held prisoner.

Meanwhile, in the capital, within the office of the Hidden Dragon’s Grand Elder, a silver-haired man in his seventies received an internal call. After hearing the report, his face immediately darkened, and anger began to rise within his eyes.

Yet among the people around us, very few actually buy electric cars or other vehicles powered by new energy.

“Junior Sister Ling, how is the situation?” After Shen Qishan finished speaking, his gaze shifted toward a figure standing not far from the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda.

When the several Origin Venerable experts present saw the resplendent golden dragon burst forth from the endless void, their expressions changed at once, and a grave look inevitably surfaced in the depths of their eyes.

Seeing Jiang Fan reach toward her chest, Lu Qian’s expression changed instantly. She shouted angrily and staggered several steps backward.