Chapter 108: A Torrent of Arrivals

“What a remarkable Cui family, to have allied themselves with the Li clan!” Wang Lin held the letter tightly, his feelings toward this marital alliance with the Cui family swirling with complexity.

Years ago, when Wang Lin married into the Cui family, it was precisely because of their status as the foremost external relatives in the northern territories, as well as their extensive network of alliances through marriage.

Yet, alas, the storms of regime change had dealt the Cui family a severe blow.

The Cui lady Wang Lin married was a woman both cruel and foolish.

He Jin now held the esteemed title of Grand General, commanding all military forces across the realm, wielding immense power. If He Jin intervened, it might well be possible to suppress the influence of the Ten Eunuchs and rescue Lu Zhi. According to Lu Yao’s analysis, securing Lu Zhi’s safety would shatter the eunuchs’ dark conspiracy to dominate the court. Undoubtedly, this was a brilliant move.

Fu Yunyao imagined stepping into the secret realm—a place of violet hues and dreamlike beauty, where rare celestial herbs flourished and precious minerals gleamed beneath the earth.

In a pit before Xiao Yueyi, Xue Ji slowly emerged from the depths of the cavern.

After hearing her father’s words, Lin Sishi was certain beyond doubt: whatever Su Tianhao’s family cultivated was unlike anything others grew—even their greens were exceptionally delicious.

Yamato Sasuke nodded, pulling up his mask again, signaling with precise hand gestures before vanishing like a ghost alongside two other Koga-style ninja.

Before Lu Yao could speak, Anubis appeared eerily beside them, his expression grim. As an Egyptian deity, it was already a significant concession to ally with a mortal player like Lu Yao, yet he had not expected the latter not only to withhold allegiance but to conspire with the Assyrians and Hebrews instead.

“Zhiyuan, by sharing this monumental news with me, are you proposing a collaboration?” Xia Yueyao’s voice trembled with excitement as she looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan.

The night breeze blew gently, dispersing parts of the black mist in the sky, allowing the bright moon to cast its silver light upon the scene. Liu Feng could now clearly see two shadowy beasts slowly approaching, their eyes like flickering points of light, filled with playful and mocking intent.

Fortunately, with ample preparations and compensation issued by the court, no major unrest stirred the people. Yet beneath the surface of the martial world’s murky depths, another formidable power was quietly rising alongside the Heavenly Surveillance Division.

Fu Yunyao’s words hung in the heavy, suffocating atmosphere—no sound followed, an eerie silence settled over everything.

Sidestepping Si Yue, Si Ye cradled Miao Miao and entered the room directly. He gently laid her on the pristine white bed, removed her shoes, covered her with a quilt, and fetched a towel to wipe her face.

At first, Shen Qingge remained calm, but when Chu Huai and Chu Yu called to check on her, her composure finally broke.

Though now he no longer made grandiose entrances, appearing quietly and responsibly, his mere presence still outshone others, casting them into shameful obscurity.

“How dare they! Who gave them such audacity? I refuse to believe anyone will heed their words! What of the ministers in court? Are they all dead?!” Helian Zhuotong roared.

Upon receiving the address, Mu Xiyou immediately shed her work uniform, asked for leave from the foreman, and hurried out of the café, nearly colliding with a customer entering.

But he simply could not tolerate her fickle nature. Seeing the gift box that Miao Miao had carefully hidden away in her suitcase like a precious treasure, Gu Qingyan’s anger flared. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, scooped her up, and tossed the box out the window.

Qing Yu froze, startled by a voice she had never heard before, yet she sensed it was very close—uncomfortably close.

He had sent men to scour his imperial palace thoroughly, yet Blue Sound Miao was nowhere to be found... not in the palace, nor had she returned. Where else could she have gone?

Her mood could not improve otherwise; a troubled heart would affect the child she carried. For the sake of her unborn child, she needed to get out more, change her mood, and welcome the new life to come.