Chapter 154: Jealousy

Strolling leisurely along, I somehow found myself back home. Looking at the familiar buildings before my eyes, a strong sense of belonging washed over her.

"I should invite them out for a meal when I have some free time. After all, it's been a long time; the little brother from back then has grown into a tall, handsome young man—quite matching my aesthetic."

...Jinyuan, that jealous boss, was currently standing inside the flowerbed, holding a watering can, yet the water was spilled all over the ground while the flowers remained bone-dry.

It seemed as though he kept swaying, crying out in his heart for the boss, demanding a sip of water.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Xiangdie chuckled and rushed straight toward him. Jinyuan...

As soon as they stepped out of the carriage, the sea breeze carrying the fragrance of the ocean swept over them from Moon God Port. Wrapped tightly in her coat, Aoli sneezed and finally opened her eyes.

At that moment, for reasons unknown, she never once doubted whether this man was capable or if he could handle the situation; a profound sense of security filled her entire being.

Entering the chamber, tables and chairs were simply arranged. The surrounding walls were gray and looked somewhat dilapidated. While it wasn't completely devoid of furniture, it wasn't far from it.

"Sit properly, Ruoruo, let me help you fasten your seatbelt." Jiyu leaned over, reached around Sang Ruo's waist, and pulled a green strap to secure it across her waist.

Inside the imperial palace, Feng Qiye had clearly sealed off all news and information, leaving outsiders completely unaware. Truly detestable.

Meanwhile, the other two archers: one clutched his neck and fell to his knees, collapsing onto the scorching gravel, while the other was sent flying backward, blood, flesh, armor, and fabric bursting from his chest.

"Yes, I do know the correct date." He had no intention of denying it any longer. He had indeed deceived Song Yiyi regarding the previous matter, and he no longer wished to continue the deception.

However, the matter was far from settled; he would have to wait until Song Yiyi's lecture later to confirm whether she would actually come here to speak.

"Elder Ning is an elder, as well as a senior veteran in the military. Today is his birthday, and it is only right for the younger generation to attend," Zeng Shihong said formally and conventionally.

Of course, despite this, having spent a long time in officialdom, he did not show any dissatisfaction on his face; instead, he answered Emperor Chongzhen's questions with absolute composure.

"More importantly, this incident doesn't just affect the morale of the people at Mianzhu Pass; those other rebels who were forced to rise up in revolt will also lose their final shred of trust in the government. Even if someone wants to use this tactic to induce those rebels to surrender in the future, it will be difficult to achieve such an effect," Guo Jia said with a smile.

Although the Megrez propulsion system was still functional, the energy generated after every use was absorbed by the mechanical island, which was definitely not a viable long-term solution.

I picked up my glass and downed the wine in one gulp. The people dining in the restaurant at the time stared at me in utter shock. Downing a cup of liquor in a single gulp was by no means rare, but how many people, damn it, drank hard liquor early in the morning?

Before Guo Dahu could speak, he suddenly heard a startled cry emanate from the nearby woods.

The main issue was the lack of technological reserves. The Swallow series of fighter jets was the result of gathering the world's most cutting-edge science and technology, nearly exhausting all of humanity's advanced engineering marvels.

Oh, Madam? Sounds rather formidable. Following the direction pointed out by the dark-faced master, Ye Wei saw a black sedan parked resolutely by the side of the school gate.

From this, one could tell just how important Kōsaka Kyōsuke was to the Victory Team; otherwise, someone so young could never have been recruited into its ranks.

Ye Qingquan shifted her lotus steps gracefully, gazing at the distant Yishui Han. There was not a trace of impurity in her eyes, which were as deep as an abyssal pool, making her entirely inscrutable.

In fact, Gu Weihui had once directly or indirectly asked Yoshitaka志 about this matter, but Yoshitaka had been very vague, as if he himself could not determine the outcome of the affair.

Yin Wan grabbed Yizhu and mingled into the crowd with Murong Xi. To attend a wedding feast, one naturally had to bring gifts, but the middle-aged man receiving gifts at the cabin entrance recognized Yin Wan, knowing she was the bride's neighbor and younger sister, and allowed them to enter empty-handed.

Lightning flashed wildly within Gu Shaoyu's pupils as he suddenly made a grasping motion toward empty space. The elder who had just spoken began to shrink and shrivel up, as if gripped by an invisible hand. Thick blood poured from his eyes and the corners of his mouth, and soon, fresh blood was streaming from all seven of his facial orifices.