Aztec Underworld: Mictlan

Ever since Chen Chongtian came of age, he had moved out of the imperial palace. As a result, he enjoyed considerable freedom and was able to accomplish many things.

Just as Mila was about to explain Duan Yuming's background, the elder suddenly remembered something and looked at Duan Yuming in surprise.

Then the creature's claws scratched the back of her hand. When it landed on the ground again, Sha'er finally saw what it was.

"Don't act rashly yet. I'll go ask him where your child went first," Luo Qingyao said softly.

Thus, after a long period of deliberation, the meeting finally came to an end. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but in the dead of night, they found it difficult to fall asleep.

At that moment, every consort in the hall, regardless of rank or mood, cast lingering glances filled with tenderness. The consorts had all come so eagerly to pay their respects at the Palace of Compassion and Tranquility for two reasons: first, to curry favor with the Grand Empress Dowager; second, in hopes of encountering Kangxi there.

Chu Xuan gave him a bland glance, and the latter immediately shut up. The matter was left at that.

"You may let her in, then!" Yun Xi's name unconsciously deepened Yun Xi's resentment.

Duan Yuming clicked his tongue. Back when they had been in the P barrier, he had felt that things were going far too smoothly and thought there might be some trap. He had never expected someone to be helping them from behind the scenes.

Ever since a warning thunder array set around the perimeter had been triggered, Xue Dong had not heard any other sounds.

By then, early risers were already taking walks along the road. Lian Tian smiled faintly. *Don't I still have money I can't