Chapter 395 The Conflict Begins
But this happiness was soon shattered mercilessly.
Jiang Xianwan slept in the twins' room every night, while the twins meditated cross-legged in the Wuwang Mirror during the day to cultivate their spirits.
She plays mahjong occasionally, but spends most of her time catching up on sleep.
Fortunately, when she catches up on her sleep, she will obediently sleep on the bamboo chair next to them.
However, just after noon, Jiang Xingxing, who had gone out to play, suddenly went up to the Thirty-Third Hall.
He ran very fast, first glancing at Feng Huixue, then seeing his father staring intently at his mother, carefully touching and cuddling her.
With a decisive twitch of her little hand, she grabbed Di Yin's clothes, looking utterly aggrieved. "Dad, Uncle Pei was drinking with Yue Li and the others, and they were feeding the big turtle and fish. Now they want to eat my big turtle and fish too."
The large tortoise is a black tortoise, and the fish is a dragon carp.
Di Yin's heart melted. After a moment of hesitation, he placed the freshly cooked porridge in Feng Huixue's hands and gently instructed her, "Wanwan won't wake up. Just feed her."
After saying that, he bent down and hugged Jiang Xingxing, then hurriedly went to save the turtle and fish that were about to be put into the pot.
As soon as Emperor Yin left, Qing Li quickly stroked her legs and went up to the Thirty-Third Palace.
He glanced at Feng Huixue first, and when he saw him holding a bowl of porridge and feeding his mother in a soft voice, he decisively turned around and hugged Hua Buxiu, who was closest to him.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Dad, Uncle Shi and his friends insist on riding my cat! They even want my cat to have a baby with another cat for each of them!"
The cat refers to the white-tailed beast Tianxue.
Hua Buxiu's ears turned red as Qingli called him "Daddy" again. He bent down and hugged him, then left the Thirty-Three Palaces and hurriedly went to save the big cat's innocence.
Fei Ling: "..." The tears of jealousy hadn't even come down yet.
But then he saw Youming, his face bruised and swollen, tumble and crawl to his feet, grab his leg, and start howling like a banshee.
"Your Majesty! You must avenge me! That big-breasted, brainless lecher, Ni Chang, forcibly abducted ten beauties in the street!"
"The three kings beat me up right away, what does that have to do with me! They even said they'd report to our Demon Queen to attack the Demon Realm!"
Upon hearing this, Fei Ling felt as if the sky had fallen. Her knuckles clenched so tightly they cracked, and she growled through gritted teeth, "Ni, Chang!"
How dare you hold him back!
Fearing that the demons and monsters would come to complain and jointly demand that Jiang Xianwan divorce him, he hurriedly jumped down from the Thirty-Third Palace to capture the female demon!
Feng Huixue: "..."
Yun Weize: "..."
Before they could recover from the series of events, the three kings scrambled up, howling, and immediately set up Feng Huixue, shouting, "Our rooster has laid an egg! Hurry! It's an emergency!"
Feng Huixue, who only had time to hand the bowl to Yun Weize, said: "..."
He had a strong suspicion that Mad Dog King's silly wife had been driven insane by this group of idiots!
As Feng Huixue was forcibly taken away, she hurriedly left behind the words, "Feed her until she finishes eating!"
Yun Weize: "..."
In the blink of an eye, they all left one after another.
He held a bowl of steaming porridge, his eyes glazed over, his expression blank, and he even glanced around warily and quickly.
The moment his bottom touched the stool, and his expression softened, revealing a hint of tenderness in his eyes, Elder Tie suddenly appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his wrist, which was holding a bowl and trembling slightly.
He was hoarse and exhausted.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Hurry! The Sect Leader lost all his money playing mahjong with the demons and monsters, and Elder Ming has been detained too. They're even accusing him of stealing the cards! Go and save the reputation of our Southern Territory!"
Before he could put down his bowl or even think about what myth he was talking about, Yun Weize was pulled off a tumble by Elder Tie, staggering and falling as he was dragged down from the Thirty-Third Hall.
Similar situations occur from morning till night.
Hua Meiren and the others couldn't take it anymore after repeatedly being interrupted while guarding Jiang Xianwan's side.
On a sunny afternoon, finally unable to bear it any longer, he let out a low, angry roar.
"roll--!"
"Get out—!"
Now!
immediately!
immediately!
Don't you have any common sense?!
There weren't enough to go around!
I still can't sleep!
Jiang Xianwan goes to see the twins every day!
These guys are like troublemakers, not even giving them this pitiful little bit of time!
That's enough!
That's enough!
Two Realms, Two Regions: "..."
What did they say?
They actually told them to get lost?
In response, the various regions that had been forcibly evicted rolled their eyes, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the problem lay with them.
I don't even want to talk about it. I've only lived here for about ten days and I already find them an eyesore and can't stand it anymore?
Look at those impatient people, is Jiang Xianwan really that appealing?
What a loser!
However, overwhelmed by the five waves of cold, oppressive atmosphere, everyone dared not speak out in anger and could only reluctantly end their vacation.
However, the question of the ownership of Zhongzhou still needs to be discussed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the conversation started, disagreements arose between the two realms and the boundary. One second they were inseparable, and the next they broke off all ties.
Jiang Xianwan, who was fast asleep and couldn't even open her eyes, suddenly opened them when she heard the words "Zhongzhou".
He suddenly stood up from the bamboo chairs next to Su Qingliu, Bai Ziye, and Lin Yujin!
He rolled up his sleeves and slammed his hand heavily on the table with a murderous intent.
boom--
Before the resounding boom had even subsided, the roar, carried across the table, blasted directly into the faces of the high-ranking officials and their companions from the two realms and two domains opposite them.
What did you say?!
"Say that again, you fucking idiots!"
Upon seeing this, Ni Chang and Bai Yu, along with their friends from both regions, quickly occupied advantageous positions on either side of the long table, hurriedly pulled out a handful of melon seeds, and sat down on the table.
Xu Yanzhou and Wu Miao, who were at the very front, were sprayed directly. Their eyes met briefly in the air before they each raised their hands to wipe their faces.
Wu Miao casually flicked her sleeve, then slapped the agreement across her face, saying seriously, "My junior uncle has already given it to you, and you think you can just take Zhongzhou away with a few words? Do you want the Northern Territory?"
Xu Yanzhou also felt that his own son was extremely shameless, standing tall and straight, having long forgotten how he had let himself go and how much face he had lost these past few days.
He said righteously, "I gave you the Sword Master and the Emperor for free, you little brat, can't you be any more shameless?"
The six sect leaders and elders standing behind them—Pei Chang'an, Shi Yunxiao, He Weiyu, and Xiu Yan—nodded vigorously.
"right!"
Now that both realms are essentially hers, giving Zhongzhou to her is... not unreasonable.
The problem is that Jiang Xianwan, that bastard, has tried to rip them off.
They actually want to acquire all the land without spending a single penny?
She has maintained the Central Plains for one or two hundred years, which is both meritorious and hard-working. She doesn't even want to pay a little bit of maintenance or service fees.
Why should I?!
Do they look like the Sword Master and his ilk who are practically throwing themselves at him and giving him away for free?
What does all those years of youth even mean?
What does all that sweat over the years amount to?
Shouldn't they offer some form of compensation for physical harm or emotional distress?
Jiang Xianwan: "...?"
Ultimately, it all comes down to money.
That's just a little bit?
They call this a little bit?
Looking at the other end of the long table, at the six high-ranking members of the sect whose skin was three times thicker than the soles of her shoes, and a group of ruthless friends, Jiang Xianwan let out a cold laugh as cold as ice, and instantly activated her battle mode!
She squinted, first glancing at Wu Miao, who was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, then at Xu Yanzhou, who was pointing his nose at her.
With a few fingers, he crushed the heavy table into pieces.
It's clear that talking about money can easily hurt feelings.
"You eat my food, live in my house, sleep in my house, spend my money, and you still want all the best of everything! You want more?! Why don't you just rob me!"
"Fine? You won't give it to me, huh?"
"Then don't blame me for taking over both of your realms after I've finished conquering Zhongzhou!"
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