It turned out that in Yin City, after new prisoners were registered, the escorting guards usually dealt directly with the buyers and then delivered the prisoners to them.
Madam Xu hurried forward with Gu Qingge. Madam Xu bowed in greeting, but Gu Qingge suddenly dropped to both knees. She bent her arms slightly, clasped her hands above her head, and leaned forward, performing the most formal and solemn ceremony in the Cheng Kingdom.
The way she spoke of killing second- and third-rank officials in the Golden Throne Hall as casually as slaughtering chickens made Ling Zhuang draw a sharp breath. She had no idea how to react. She glanced at Princess Songyang, who seemed even calmer than she was, though Ling Zhuang couldn't tell what the princess was thinking.
Immortal-fallen stone was an excellent forging material. Its natural quality was superb, and it had been imbued with ample immortal energy. Thus, even in the Immortal Realm, many people used it to forge magical treasures.
The Fifth Prince was right under her nose, after all. One phone call and she could see him at once. Boss and the second-oldest weren't close to her, and they still had to look after the yellow peach trees on the several mountains they'd contracted. As for the third... better not mention him. After breaking off his engagement with Lu Meizhi, his child had been stillborn, and he hadn't conceived again in a long, long time.
After several days of continuous downpour, especially with the rain pattering on the banana leaves at night, Ling Zhuang, who loved the rain, slept well and gradually recovered.
In other words, half a month ago, Chen Jincai had already known the outline of Yi Wang Pian that Huang Shang would write half a month later.
A voice louder, shriller, more