The Black Emperor was the offspring of Ao Yang and Bai Fenghuang. Having inherited his mother's coloring, he had been a white dragon from birth. Thinking of the consequences his father had brought about, the Dragon Clan treated him with extreme prejudice and hatred. Had someone not intervened back then, he probably would never have survived to adulthood.
Although Bai Shaohao had prepared himself mentally, the pain brought on by this black spirit medicine still caught him somewhat off guard. But when he thought of the results that would follow, he willingly endured it all.
As the Ninth Highness untied his elder brother, Yan Mo cradled the parrot in his fake hump, keeping its brilliant feathers from drawing attention.
The man turned and walked toward the courtyard, only to see Miao Yuexin's body turning transparent. He rushed forward, trying to embrace her, but it was no use.
Jiang Ming was surprised to see that Bai Shaohao had already arrived. Then his gaze grew unfocused, and he looked everywhere but at Bai Shaohao. A moment later, however, he fixed his eyes on Bai Shaohao again and walked onto the square.
Aoki Hui knew that Yan Mo was unaware he recognized Ya Zheng. He naturally understood the intent behind Yan Mo's words and obediently nodded in agreement.
Just as Yunhe thought she was certain to die, a cup came flying over and knocked Yun He's arrow aside.
Shui Yao keenly caught that obvious fear. She naturally knew that the matter was already halfway to success, so she pressed her advantage and threatened them.
After Zhao Heng's favored consort took Lin Fei's visiting card behind the screen, she read it with a beaming smile, the flames of gossip blazing within her. She shared Zhao Heng's thought: these men surnamed Ye all had some