Chapter 112: Venturing Alone into the Trap

Outside the city of Anqing Prefecture...
The temporary military camp of the Guard Commander’s Office.
The incident of the prefecture’s tax silver being robbed in the waters of Heyang County had already stirred up trouble. Since the Guard Commander’s Office also oversaw some aspects of grain transport, upon receiving the news, they dispatched several hundred soldiers from various companies to Anqing Prefecture to assist with the investigation.
Though a few hundred soldiers were neither too many nor too few, it was clearly unsuitable for them to stay inside the city. So, they set up a makeshift camp just outside the city walls as a temporary base.
Like Zhou Changkong here...
Cheng Nuan? Given how timely her last warning was, Jin Guangyan quickly answered the call, and Yan Xiaoxiao beside him instinctively fell silent upon seeing his suddenly tense expression.
Today, I am without joy—filial to parents, accompanied by my wife, with close friends—yet accomplishing nothing. More pitiful still, life is but a fleeting journey, sometimes filled with sorrow.
It was not that she wished not to go; she feared that if she went now, she would be kicked out within days, and it would be far harder to return.
They witnessed it with their own eyes. Under the blade, whether it was a level five or six extraterrestrial demon, there was no resistance whatsoever.
Lin Tianyao was helpless and had no choice but to first retreat with Sun Wukong. The two conferred and decided to seek reinforcements from the Heavenly Palace, splitting into two groups.

Within seconds, Mu Feng’s phone signaled a new message. Why was it from Guangyan’s number? Could it be that he had slipped away? Mu Feng bit his lip in frustration and opened the text, his expression quickly turning to puzzlement.
Since Chu Aotian went in, he hadn’t come out; he had barely eaten two bites of dinner, while Ji Xiyan had not touched a morsel.
Shuhua Studio was specially constructed in the Crown Prince’s residence for Hua Shu. The flowers and trees in the courtyard seemed to have been selected with knowledge of Hua Shu’s preferences. Though it was autumn, a season when most trees withered, Shuhua Studio was vibrant and full of blossoms, fragrant throughout.
Though silent, Bai Rong’s deep, dark eyes suddenly shone brightly, flickering with an indescribable joy.
“Children,” a voice seemed to cut through the space, reaching our ears.
“The emperor is looking for my master. From afar, it looks like you. I haven’t asked yet—why are you dressed like this here?” Bai Dingshan’s gaze swept over Liu Jing with suspicion.
Those frenzies, those destructions, signified self-destruction. In other words, if he truly dared to face everyone in battle, no one would mind if he met them with a self-sacrifice attack.
“Why would anyone mind? You’re the great director, I’m just a bit player,” Feng Hao teased.
What did it mean? Bringing her here as a guest—did she willingly come to his home? No, not at all. He practically kidnapped her; how could that be considered willing?
The injuries were nothing serious. Bao Chun, not wanting to be a third wheel, quickly withdrew and returned to his own room, where a patient lay resting.

Carefree and unrestrained, just like her nature, yet such words were neither boastful nor meant to provoke Qiu Xuan. Instead, they stated a fact clearly, telling Qiu Xuan that when it was time to let go, one must truly let go.
Qu Weiwei clenched her hands tighter, silently gritting her teeth, struggling to suppress the urge to confront face-to-face.
Luo Bei shook his head. Yun Yao really had a knack for stirring up trouble—out of nowhere, he had dragged him into the mess as well.
At times like this, it all came down to one’s will and character. No external force could help; everything depended solely on oneself.
Originally, such emotions should not have been used to make the eldest uncle concede, but given the current situation in the south, lives were at stake. As the eldest brother of the fourth young master, this favor had to be done.
Upon hearing Ye Jie’s words, Su You, who had been quite excited, was left speechless, standing there dumbfounded.
Of course, the greatest beneficiaries were the Tang family. They were the first to receive the news, and Tang Zhen announced that the key figures involved in the purge of the Sun family were closely connected to Tang Yu, so no one dared to challenge the Tang family.
Legend has it that before the king’s death, he hid clues to finding these treasures inside a music box. After the king’s passing, his six sons fought bitterly for the throne, killing each other in endless strife, and the music box containing the clues disappeared in the turmoil.