Hot Spring Resort (9) Special Infusions and Brews

Mu Xinning nodded gently and said, "It's good that you're okay."

Then, a thought occurred to her, "By the way, our task requires us to order a cup of signature bubble drink. Did you see anywhere selling this kind of thing while working today?"

Feng Yi wore a puzzled expression, his brow furrowed deeply, as he felt something was amiss with this. "But doesn't the rule state that we aren't allowed to drink carbonated beverages?"

Isn't this completely contradictory? he thought to himself.

Then she explained to him: "It only—"

After finishing her words, Noble Consort De did not bother with pleasantries, striding out of the Fengzao Palace without looking back, while Lady-in-Waiting Liu hurried to rise and follow closely behind.

Following the old matriarch's passing, Liu Shifan only touched her head on the day of her burial, seemingly wishing to say something, yet for reasons unknown, after a moment's hesitation, he swallowed the words back down.

The man's expression shifted once more, shedding all aggression and intrusion, transforming into someone as gentle as jade. Truly, he was a noble youth as peerless and jade-like as those found on distant paths, inspiring not the slightest shred of guard in anyone.

Things having reached this juncture, the Emperor of the Daidian Kingdom could only rack his brains for a way to steady the hearts of the soldiers stationed at the front-line city first, and afterward devise a strategy to resist the counterattack of the Jinfeng Kingdom, while remaining prepared at a moment's notice for the troops of the Jinfeng Kingdom to launch an offensive.

The carp spirit rode the Jingwei bird, fighting bitterly before Tongguan until it was struck down; waking up, it found the battlefield deserted, with Li Jinglong and the others nowhere to be found. After searching around for a while, it leaped into the Yellow River and swam upstream. Upon reaching the shore, it suddenly witnessed rebel forces launching an attack and slaughtering a village.

The spring breeze intertwined and chased after the fluttering peach blossoms beneath a vault of sky as clear as jade. Bathed in this sunlight, Hongjun was suddenly overtaken by a warm, drowsy peacefulness. The veins of heaven and earth crisscrossed and converged, cleansing the vast lands of the Central Plains until not a trace of malevolence remained.

Upon hearing the report from the defending general of the front-line city of the Jinfeng Kingdom regarding the inspection conducted by the Emperor of the Daidian Kingdom, Qin Meiniang felt a sudden tremor in her heart.

"This is my first time handling this kind of capital operation, so I am still without a clue. I wonder if the three young masters might offer some good advice?" Chen Chumeng asked.

—Your heart is far too wavering, fluttering like a seedling in the wind, swaying without a fixed direction. Even if it finds momentary calm, the very moment the wind rises, you will still remain powerless to control it.

Xu Huaiyuan waved his hand impatiently, and the robust man who looked like a family retainer cupped his fists and withdrew.

The bailiffs dared not delay; immediately pairing up, they hoisted the wicked servant of the Lu family, strode out of the main hall, and hurled him out with all their might.

Yet there was one certainty: in this era, if a coroner possessed a knowledge of anatomy, his skill in examining corpses would undoubtedly be formidable, even far surpassing that of his peers.

"It's nothing. If you are capable of bearing children, it would be no exaggeration for us to produce an entire household of them!" This was an undisguised, naked piece of flirtation. Being teased in such a manner, it would be a wonder if Zheng Xichen gave him a pleasant look.

As for this young man, he was none other than Qiu Xingyun, who ranked first among the low-level adventure groups in this hunting festival. He had come directly from the mermaid tribe near Xiaoyao City.

Di Jun's gaze radiated possessiveness and lustful desire, yet he failed to notice that Taiyi, standing right beside him, was likewise repeatedly swallowing his saliva. Both of them were Three-Footed Golden Crows and possessed an innate mating perception toward female Three-Footed Toads. What caught Di Jun's eye was the Three-Footed Cicada, and by the same token, Taiyi had also set his sights on this super-sized toad.

Clearly, this manuscript draft must have been completed in a dark and damp castle, for Karl frequently caught the narrator and marginalia complaining about the gloomy rooms, the humid air, the rampant mice, and even the cute cats urinating everywhere, rendering the rooms foul with an unbearable stench.

However, just as they reached mid-air, the inhabitants atop the island seemed to have already anticipated it, for a figure riding a rank-five flying demonic beast soared up into the skies, confronting Nangong Yunyao and their party.

The primordial world grew quiet once more. Jiang Xiao, the ultimate bug-like existence, was deep in cultivation, while his maidens similarly remained within the Saintly Thunder Palace. The demon clan retreated, the higher echelons of the witch clan prepared for the final decisive battle, and other formidable experts closed themselves off in seclusion one by one, awaiting the commencement of Hongjun's third lecture.