Volume One, Chapter 26: Princess Consort, His Highness Wishes to See You

Since I've Time-Traveled to Be a Princess, Isn't It Reasonable to Be a Little Arrogant? The egg contains no yolk. 1178 words 2026-02-09 12:31:32

“What is this?” Lin Wanti wondered inwardly. The red blotches did not look like ordinary rashes; they seemed more like traces left by some infiltrating toxin.

Next was the Argentine team, boasting a star-studded forward line with Batistuta, Crespo, and Aimar. Under the leadership of coach Bielsa, who employed what was then considered a wildly aggressive 3-4-3 formation, they had swept through the South American qualifiers, crushing powerhouses including Brazil, and qualified with a commanding 12-point lead over second place.

Li Luhai had no time to be shocked. He quickly dove in and began shaping the clay, playing a game of molding with nimble fingers. Behind him was a Minister of Works, his important assistant, quietly following and cooperating at his side.

Shang Bieli saw his master return with Prince Duan, his face radiant with joy. He realized that the man he had nearly wounded was none other than the one his master had long awaited—the object of his affection, who was also to become his adoptive father.

He pretended to wipe the table with a cloth, listening intently to their conversation while stealing glances at Liang Junwei's expression from the corner of his eye.

Ma Jiaxian flashed me a mischievous smile, nodded, then tied the other end of the rope around her waist and began free climbing with her bare hands.

When I arrived, the old man Yan put aside his usual laziness and greeted me with a fawning smile.

“Hey! Of course, a grand feast! But if I score two goals, I win, and if you don’t score three, you lose. How about it?” Hazard offered, feigning weakness.

Sure enough, while Qingqiudie was still lost in slumber, and Prince Duan ventured out under the moonlight to recite poetry, two masters struck at once. With hidden weapons, they sealed off all of Duan Lang’s escape routes from every direction.

That evening, the dinner initiated by Xin Xiaoan would also be attended by Mo Lan and Zhang Mingyuan.

In the end, Yu Feng was bound to fall out with these people. If it came to a no-holds-barred confrontation, he would still be outnumbered and at a disadvantage.

Wang Zheng, Xu Biao, and others also noticed Li Yunlong’s arrival. However, since they were still some distance from Taiyuan and couldn’t make out his face, they did not realize that the man in full armor was Li Yunlong.

Early the next morning, under the chairmanship of Lante, the National Assembly discussed lifting certain technological restrictions on the Empire.

“It’s a pity you won’t be around to see it,” Zifeng said indifferently, staring at him. “A failure like you—I guessed as much just looking at you.” If this curse mark were used, it wouldn’t be long before the victim met his end.

Just as Zifeng was thinking this, a sudden flurry of footsteps rang out in the distance. A figure clad in white charged towards Zifeng with startling speed.

Kakashi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After a thorough inquiry, he began to formulate the plan for the next mission.

Whenever someone dressed as a ghost was supposed to jump out and scare people, they would be stopped dead in their tracks by Gong Shaoxie’s devouring gaze before they could make their move.

In fact, Najeshitan’s current trip was far from a simple visit to headquarters. Her intention was to first stop by Barutes to observe the so-called Celestial Church’s progress before heading to the Revolutionary Army’s headquarters.

Today was the engagement ceremony of Gong Qianqian and Xu Yifeng. Though it wasn’t the weekend, Xia Fangyuan had taken leave for Gong Jingxuan so she could bring him along to attend.

Gong Shaoxie considered calling Xia Fangyuan, but recalling it would only be around eight in the morning over there, he figured she would still be asleep at this hour.

But no matter how much chocolate there was, wouldn’t it eventually run out? And after it was gone, what then? Would she wander aimlessly in search of Modi, just as she had for days now, lost in thought?

Every time the assassins took poison before a mission, their strength would increase dramatically, but in truth, it was like killing the goose that laid the golden eggs. Over time, their bodies would become depleted, and they would inevitably die young.