"Mom, aren't you being too biased toward Eldest Brother? Dividing the family property now, he benefits the most.
"Mom, I want that piece of land by Shuichuan. You promised it to m...
Chapter 1365 Calm Down
The emperor is dying, but the selection of a new emperor is still under consideration.
Or rather, it's the group below playing a game.
Xie Zheng's audience with the emperor signified that he had a new idea.
Qi Yun followed behind him, saying, "Why do you care so much? Xie Zheng, you should know very well that you are not only the Minister of Personnel, but also a cultivator. What will be the consequences of excessively interfering in court affairs and the grand plans of the world!"
Xie Zheng didn't even turn his head. "I've never let anyone else take responsibility for what I do."
As he finished speaking, a deep sorrow flashed across his eyes, then vanished into mist.
He failed to protect himself, which resulted in him hurting another person.
He used to be filled with endless regret.
Now, he only asks himself to mind his own business and stop bothering her.
If this is truly what he wants.
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At first, watching that familiar figure in the shadows, Song Chunxue couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart.
But after seven days, that feeling dissipated like smoke.
She seemed relieved.
Because he was doing what he wanted to do in an orderly and methodical way.
They each have their own aspirations, and perhaps secretly wish each other well.
In a way, we didn't let each other down.
"What are you still looking at? Everyone else has gone home. You're just watching here. It makes me feel sad." Wuyou said in a sour tone.
Song Chunxue crossed her arms and leaned against the roof ridge. "You still have a heart?"
At this moment, the sun was setting.
As the earth's energy rises, the weather gradually warms, and the days slowly become longer.
This is the earliest Xie Zheng has returned home recently.
She had some free time and didn't want to go back to the observatory.
The spring breeze there was particularly strong, making her feel damp even from the bone.
So, she hugged a straight, smooth poplar tree, slid to the ground, and strolled leisurely towards the street.
"Hmph, I have developed intelligence, so how come I don't have a heart?"
At this point, Wuyou swayed her blurry figure and reached out to touch the Overlord on Song Chunxue's back.
"Didn't you say something? Why are you silent now?"
Song Chunxue clearly felt that Bawang had shrunk.
She's probably just shy.
"It's just the voice of a little baby. I'm actually envious. You're really wasting a good voice."
"Get out!" came a soft, angry shout.
Song Chunxue and Wuyou wanted to burst out laughing, but they had to hold it in, making the atmosphere even more tense.
The overlord got angry and crawled into Song Chunxue's storage ring from behind her back.
Looking at the new storage ring she had acquired—where the stubborn donkey had once lived—she settled the donkey in the back mountain to avoid revealing her identity or delaying the time it would take for everyone to recognize her.
The junior disciples on the mountain should be looking after him; I wonder if he's gotten into any trouble lately.
[There's a crowd gathered in front, it's so lively! Is it acrobatics?]
Come on, come on, let's go see! I want to see someone break a boulder on their chest!
Wuyou is naturally playful and loves to join in the fun.
Song Chunxue had no interest. "Go yourself, don't bully others."
【But if I go with you, I won't need to become invisible or float, come on, come on. Hmm, there seems to be a child over there... tsk, a child on a dog leash.】
Song Chunxue immediately turned a corner and headed towards the crowd.
Wuyou chuckled twice, and he knew it.
[Overlord, Little Overlord, come out quickly! Your voice sounds like it belongs to that child's age.]
Upon entering the crowd, Song Chunxue saw the children surrounded in the middle. There was more than one; upon closer inspection, it seemed to be three...five.
Two of them were relatively normal... at least they didn't have any body hair or pig's trotters.
"No, no, no, Master Song, please don't get angry!"
“It’s too late!” Song Chunxue’s voice was deep as she looked at the middle-aged bald man who was whipping the children. “These are all children he bought, four of whom are girls, and he makes money by abusing them.”
She took a deep breath. "Those who pay to watch are guilty, and those who don't pay are also guilty. I don't want to commit a crime."
"Calm down, calm down, wait a little longer, soldiers will be here!" Wuyou calmly advised. "You'll easily expose your identity if you continue like this."