Chapter 117: Journey to the Sea of Stars

Silent through the night, all was calm and well.

In the morning, Tang Ziran awoke early to find Shen Xin had already prepared breakfast for her.

A large piece of spirit beast meat, accompanied by several spirit fruits.

“Eat up, these are all delicacies. Ordinary people could never get their hands on such things,” he said.

To ease Tang Ziran’s worries, he picked up a knife and fork and began to eat first.

After quickly freshening up, Tang Ziran sat at the small dining table, picking up a spirit fruit and slowly chewing it.

“Feng Xiao’s words sound easy enough. How could the court agree so readily? Such a high-ranking official wouldn’t teach others in secret. That treacherous Dong Zhuo would surely take this into account,” Song Shijiang shook his head.

Because the leaves had just been picked, they still stood firm and verdant, showing no sign of losing their vitality.

“What nonsense are you talking about? When have I ever taken your money?” She wondered how she could have sold herself without realizing it—ten thousand, no less. Ridiculous.

After all, Young Master Iris never truly considered these things his own, nor did he wish to seize the Western Emperor’s New Year and cause the death of Xichuan.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry. They were filming today, and tomorrow you officially start shooting. I believe in you.” How could she back out now? His actions were meant to jog her memory of the past.

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In truth, Qian Rao did not know the past, but she deeply understood that she would probably never forget Luo Shuihan in this lifetime.

A few people quietly discussed matters outside the prison cell. Afterward, only Liang Xiu entered, while the others stayed nearby, alert for any sudden changes.

“Even games are starting to get homoerotic now. How can anyone live…” Dai Jiajia spat a mouthful of old blood, looking heartbroken.

“Come on! I’ve been waiting for you, Dong Ping…” Twin Guns raised his brows at Dong Pingjun and swung his pistols with fierce energy, clearly excited.

Du Wan’er suddenly remembered that Steward Zhao had never entered the space and was unaware of the talking fish, so she gave him a brief introduction.

“Tch, a man who comes to the pharmacy to buy Wei Ge—how mighty could he really be!” Bei Manzhu said disdainfully.

His hand slowly reached for that cup. At this moment, he no longer knew what he was doing; he was lost in those eyes.

By calculation, Chen Ying was probably the second familiar person Chen Chuliang met after his rebirth, aside from Han Zhi.

Chen Qiaoshan thought it over and realized this was essentially riding the wave of policy support. In recent years, Yanjing’s GDP figures were disappointing, overshadowed by Shanghai and even overtaken by Yangcheng. The officials, losing face, naturally sought new economic growth points.

Ito also saw the difficulties involved, but the immense benefits of this matter made it impossible for him to turn a blind eye.

Yet, at the moment of collision, Shangguan Youran felt a chill in her heart as her attack dissolved like mist.

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Another white mark appeared, but this time the trace seemed somewhat deeper.

Zhang Chen watched the quail close its eyes, occasionally frowning or shaking its head, and couldn’t help but feel a wave of disappointment.

“Now is not the time. Even if I told you, it wouldn’t help,” Bei Manzhu said calmly.

They planned to conduct in-depth research on this technique in the future, hoping more doctors could understand it and more patients receive effective treatment.

The black furious beast charged across the scarred continent, as countless hidden dangers quietly shifted at this moment.

She casually asked Sister Sun a few questions about work-related death compensation and helped her clip the newspaper onto the rack.

Su Xingchen was intimidated by his aura, slowly withdrawing her hand to her chest, her eyes flickering nervously as she stammered, lacking confidence.

Just then, Ye Wuxie suddenly struck out a palm, clashing fiercely with Wu Zhenfeng’s sharp strike.

One prison wagon after another stretched from the west gate all the way to the execution ground, disappearing from sight like a winding dragon.