Chapter 105: You Are Only Zhou Jingyi's Plaything

The next day.

When Zhou Jingyi went to look for Wen Ni, a nurse told him that Wen Ni had checked herself out early that morning.

Zhou Jingyi stared at the empty room, almost laughing in fury.

Wen Ni really had a way of doing things.

By the time Zhou Jingyi returned to the ward, he found the Dowager Lady and Wen Ni inside.

His expression darkened.

Lin Sheng had gone to bed early the night before and had not seen Lin Peng, so when he saw his grandson now arriving with a bowl of porridge, his face broke into a delighted smile.

"Ahem, ahem!" Xu Zhong began coughing again. A eunuch must worry about what the emperor worries about, and keep up the appearance of harmony in court.

"What is Uncle worrying about?" Of all the people who could persuade her cousin to stay, there was no doubt that his wife was the best choice. But she knew that this time her cousin had chosen to go to the capital most likely because of his wife, so it was hardly possible for the two of them to persuade him to remain.

"Old Tang, I owe you far too much. I have never fulfilled my duty as a wife," Milan said.

Although the emperor no longer controlled the sale of sugar, the capital put into the royal maritime trade still earned tens of thousands in interest every year. Added to the returns from the experimental grounds, Zhao Zhen could be said to be rather flush.

Thus, Ardashan rushed fiercely toward the unstoppable Liu Fan. Seeing that Liu Fan wielded a precious sword and was far more slender than he was, he assumed Liu Fan was certainly no match for him.

This time, they were the ones interrogating me. They said my hands were very beautiful, so they beat them with a board, and now they look like this.

Only a somewhat hoarse male voice came from the void. Then a blood-red umbrella appeared. Slowly, beneath the umbrella, a man's head and body emerged. The whole process was like shedding an invisible outer robe from the tip of the umbrella downward.

"Just as you said, if you did not trust me, how could I be sitting here safe and sound?" Guo Nianfei said with a knowing smile.

However, Lei Yi and the others had long since prepared for this, and all of them used the energy within their bodies to float up into the air.

"Wait, how did you recognize me?" Ye Sanlang asked curiously. He was wearing Li Song's face, after all.

At the height of the battle frenzy, Kratos once again transformed personally into a god of demons. At that moment, the power of Ashtaroth was fully revealed. The blazing green flames, though not as domineering as heavenly fire, were far more viciously toxic, able to corrode and defile even a god's body.

On such a night, with none of them carrying torches, the men across the way could not tell whether the fifty were actually Han men in disguise. And since they recognized the Kitan scout leader who had stepped forward to speak, they had no reason to be suspicious.

Kratos smeared his tattoo with a finger stained in the blood of the Cretan bull. Fed by blood imbued with the lineage of a monster, the tattoo flickered faintly with red light.

Then a brilliant golden radiance suddenly surged through Piaowuzong's entire body, and that overwhelming, mighty aura forced Du Gufeng and Zheng Rentu beside him to retreat again and again.

That appearance at thirteen—that was a photograph of me from ten years ago. But ten years ago, I had never taken a picture with my parents at all.

The man only felt a stream of true energy rush into his body, driving the poison within him upward toward his head.

Ye Qinglan's heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks grew hot. She shot him a swift glare. How could he do something so intimate in front of the maids?

Ye Qingning's heart trembled, and her eyes suddenly grew a little moist. She pressed her lips together hard. Her heart felt faintly sweet, yet that sweetness was tangled with an indescribable bitterness and ache. All manner of feelings mixed together, unbearably complex.

By then, Lotus Fragrance had already withdrawn the flames, leaving only a pale blue-white skeleton and the boy's corpse at the scene.

"All right. Bring her tomorrow, and I will speak to Human Resources," Ding Lun agreed to help without much hesitation.