A woman who can make ice jelly, gray tofu, and gray bean noodles must be clever indeed. Shopkeeper Tang grew intrigued: “Miss Xu, why not come inside and explain in detail?”
"No need, it’s just a few words. This fish skin can be made into something delicious, surely adding a new specialty dish to the Lotus Restaurant. Not only tasty, but easier to prepare. I wonder if Shopkeeper Tang is interested?"
Is it made with this fish skin?
Chu Yunli’s band of elite soldiers were also on edge. Not long after they passed the winding mountain path, it collapsed behind them. Fortunately, the place where they stood was safe.
“Lord Chu, the mountain slope in the distance has collapsed…” An officer rushed over to report.
Chu Yunli glanced at the mountain above and the village below, then said, “Continue forward.”
In the Marquis’s residence, Ning’an Courtyard, the oil lamps were lit.
At the instant Jiang Ning heard the news, her face turned deathly pale, blood drained away, her body swayed. Though the oil lamps lit the room, her vision darkened in waves, everything blurred.
“The mountain has collapsed…”
Gong Liu lifted both hands, two enormous water dragons gradually forming behind him. In the eerie voice, killing intent could not be concealed—like serpent tongues in the dark, flicking out to claim the prey’s life.
"Hmph, same to you!"
The two men’s spiritual energies clashed, each sickened by the other. Su Liu’s wrist, gripping his sword, was already numb, his fingers trembling—he cursed Heaven for not granting him more time to cultivate.
Su Liu let out a sky‑shaking roar, his breath full and fierce; behind him stood heroes ready to swear their lives to defend Liaozhou City.
Excluding those on the walls, within the city, and on defense, there were still twenty thousand young soldiers!
Amid the pounding of drums and the cries of voices, the two armies at last met in direct battle beneath the city walls.
The first ray of morning sunlight shone through the window onto the man’s face. Wen Qingwan patted Xiao Jin through the quilt, saying: “Uh, hurry and get up to receive the edict.”
He shook his head, trying to wake from the haze of sleep: “Wife, what edict are we receiving?”
Although he had long been awake, he truly did not know what kind of edict the Marquis’s household could possibly receive.
"Tomorrow, everyone need not rise too early; wait until your elder brother brings the tutor back before beginning."
"Eldest sister‑in‑law, are we not going to study at the Imperial Academy?" Eight‑year‑old Xiao Lidong asked timidly.
"Go study at the Imperial Academy? Once you enter, you’ll only be bullied. Don’t even think about it—better to study here at your own residence."
