Chapter 36: The Palace Banquet

At last, the auspicious day of the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet arrived. The entire Shen household was dressed in magnificent attire, shimmering and dazzling.

Shen Liqin gently draped the meticulously prepared palace gown, embroidered with ginkgo leaves, over Shen He. Gu Yu and Xiaoshu assisted from the side, sighing in sincere admiration as they busied themselves: "Young Mistress, in this attire, you are truly as exquisite as a flower or jade; you look like something not of this world."

A faint, elegant smile graced the corners of Shen He's mouth, like the first light of dawn—warm, yet gentle to the eyes.

Shen Liqin echoed with a smile: "Indeed. Ah He usually goes about plain and unadorned, but with this careful styling, she is truly striking."

"Aunt, are you still determined not to go this year?" Shen...

"Regardless, stay vigilant. Leave as soon as the dawn breaks. This place gives me a very bad feeling; I feel uneasy." Once midnight passed, Yun Tianfeng’s mindset shifted accordingly.

By midday, the news of Liu Cuifeng’s disturbance had become common knowledge. The village chief specifically went to find Yan Jianjun, telling him to keep his mother in line.

The boy turned around. Beside him sat a strange gong and drum, and he looked at Zhu Guanda with a smile on his face.

Had Zhu Biao not died, he certainly would have curtailed the power of the feudal princes, but he absolutely would not have driven his brothers into a corner with no path to survival, as his son did.

This was a global wholesale supermarket chain called Metro. It was also one of Liu Jin’er’s targets for the day.

This Mochi must have been female; a pink ribbon was tied to its shell, and its claws had long nails coated in a red dye that looked like nail polish.

The fine sand melted the moment it touched her tongue, followed immediately by a sharp, piercing pain that drilled straight into her mind. It gave her no chance to prepare, forcing a moan from her lips, though she was too overwhelmed by the agony to cry out.

Upon hearing this, Ye Pandi’s expression turned hideously ugly. She felt the embarrassment of being seen through, her complexion shifting rapidly.

It must be said that although Roy’s actions were somewhat presumptuous, they were nonetheless a form of dedication to medical ninjutsu.

By this time, Yan Yuanyuan had been working at a foreign trade company in Hong Kong for over a month. After a month of adjustment, she had mastered her duties. Because of her outstanding work ability, a newcomer frequently received praise from her superiors, which naturally invited the jealousy of many veteran employees.

"This is the way the Soviets think they are clever," Lynn whispered. This remark would be fully vindicated years later.

After Bach was transferred, the position of Chief of Staff of the Strategic General Staff was assumed by Field Marshal Rommel, and the two major general staffs within the base were effectively merged.

Murong Xiao chuckled and downed a glass of wine brewed from blood, slightly alleviating her thirst.

Although the angels relied on their powerful computational abilities and rapid reflexes, slipping about like loaches to dodge most of the fifth-generation robots' attacks...

Ye Qingquan seemed to feel that this persistent scrutiny was somewhat impolite, so he smiled and asked, "Director Ding! What are our subsequent travel arrangements?"

Seeing that Quan Wanji was dead, Li You and his companions slunk back to Shu, claiming that Quan Wanji had been killed by bandits while out for a stroll. They reported the incident to Du Xingmin, ordering him to apprehend the culprits as soon as possible, while they began preparations for their uprising.

Like all his brothers, Zhong Ding doted on his younger sister, Zhong Yan. When news of her tragic misfortune reached him, he spent several months unable to soothe the grief in his heart.

"Heh, one must tell the truth," Ye Qingquan said, his hands pausing slightly as he held Bai Jie tightly in his arms, savoring her softness and smoothness.

After entering the great hall with the seven of Di Shitian and taking their seats, they began some aimless chatter. Ling Feng had nothing in common with them and grew annoyed, so he used fatigue as an excuse to find a place to rest.

There is no such thing as an absolutely safe shelter in this world. Even if one truly fled to the distant Antarctic, didn't the U.S. military still conduct a large-scale "Operation Highjump" to carry out a comprehensive search two years later?

However, speaking of which, firstly, this was the family’s private business, and secondly, they certainly knew the situation of the Yu family better than he did, so Wang Long did not interfere.

But with things having reached this point, Jiao Hong understood that, in terms of reason and sentiment, the true credit for suppressing the Japanese pirates should have gone to someone else; for Yang Pu to act this way was, frankly speaking, a favor to him.

It is just as well... no matter how much love they once shared, she and he remained as different as the clouds and the mud. Even as the most favored, she was nothing more than a concubine, or at best a secondary wife, never the legitimate spouse. What was there for her to be unable to let go of?

"I am sorry to trouble Sect Leader Lu and the elders by keeping you waiting so late," Ning Huan stepped forward, greeting them with a smile.

Ning Huan could not sense any human presence and did not know who these people were, so she gently closed the carriage door.

Wang Zun, seeing that the Tomb Guardian had actually stepped in to help, could not help but glance at Ling Tian, and he immediately held him in higher regard, grinning at him.

When they had encountered a few guards earlier, this man was their young commander, whom the others addressed as "Lord Mo."

The Slaughtering Azure Tiger felt very bad. To be honest, the trials for godhood arranged by the gods this time had a natural advantage for magical beasts, especially for an Emperor-level beast like itself, which was basically invincible in the early stages.

The eunuch before him could accomplish this by effectively uniting with the outer court, exerting a little pressure on the Emperor while fanning the flames from his own side; this was his way of fighting to secure his position as the Director of the Ceremonial Secretariat.

He shed his aura of senescence and radiated a dazzling Buddha-light, no longer an old man on the verge of death, but a towering Vajra protector.

If she hadn't been unable to decline this time, Youyang would never have returned in this man’s car.

Da Heizi rested his chin on his large pincers and nodded with satisfaction. Because he was happy, his long, venomous tail swayed in the air and curled up, signaling his current excitement.

The next day, the class monitor, Zheng Zigang, was revived. After another day of recovery in the hospital, he was discharged on the third day and returned to school as usual.

They took one last look at the blue sky and white clouds of Earth, their gazes filled with both a reluctance to leave the martial world and an anticipation for the path of cultivation.

"Rest assured, Prince of Wei, Chi Ying will do everything in his power to serve you. I do not care for glory or wealth; what I care about is whether I can contribute to your cause, to repay the favor of your recognition," Chi Ying said to Li Tai.

As for the changed me, not only could I not adapt, I could not accept it! My wish to be an ordinary hedgehog, to be a law-abiding citizen and a good hedgehog—I fear that desire is destined to come to nothing in this lifetime.