Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Chu Ying was given a fright when he saw a black-clad figure inside his room, but he quickly snapped out of his daze.
"Is it her?" Chu Ying asked as he pointed upward.
Shadow Three nodded in response.
"When?"
"Tonight at midnight. I'll take you there, so be ready."
"Okay."
Afterward, Shadow Three left silently like a gust of wind.
Meanwhile, Chu Ying sat down at the tea table and idly stared at the teapot before him.
…
Yue Mingsheng was helping Jun Zishu process documents to lighten her workload.
Meanwhile, Jun Zishu was inspecting a document on army rations and calculating how much should actually be sent to the battlefield. In addition, she also needed to arrange a reliable security detail to guard and transport the rations. Otherwise, if the rations somehow failed to reach the frontlines, it'd be incredibly easy for Chu Meng to incite the empire's troops and shake their faith.
The worst of winter had already passed, and it had already stopped snowing outside. Even so, the bedchamber's windows were shut, and the stove inside the room was lit.
The charcoal used in the imperial palace was naturally of the highest quality. The smoke it produced was faint, and it burned for a long time.
After staying in the warm and cozy room for some time, Jun Zishu started feeling a little drowsy.
"What's wrong, Big Sister?" Yue Mingsheng asked in concern.
However, Jun Zishu simply shook her head and massaged her forehead.
Yue Mingsheng put down her brush and grabbed her handkerchief to wipe her fingers. Then, she got out of her seat and walked over to Jun Zishu to massage her head.
Feeling the tension in her head loosening, Jun Zishu closed her eyes and rested her arms on the armrests.
After Yue Mingsheng continued the massage for a minute, Jun Zishu raised a hand and signaled for her to stop. Then, she got out of her seat, approached a nearby window, and opened it.
When Jun Zishu felt the cold wind outside hitting her face, her mind instantly woke up.
"You're going to get a headache again if you do that, Big Sister," Yue Mingsheng said disapprovingly
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