Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Even the slowest of news from the Northern Frontier would eventually reach the Divine Capital, especially now that His Majesty the Emperor had already returned, so that news naturally transmitted back as well.
First came the names of the many dead, youngsters from the Heavenly Imperial Institution, from the warden faction, but most were from prominent great families. Of course, no one really cared about the deaths of the cultivators from the foreign lands. But even so, the imperial court quickly issued many announcements, and the Ministry of Rites had been busy for quite some time, preparing many things to send to the great families of the Divine Capital. This was to reflect His Majesty's goodwill, to honor their contributions to the Great Liang. Naturally, aside from hanging white lanterns at their doors, these families also drafted memorials to send to the Emperor in the Imperial Study, expressing their gratitude for His Majesty's rewards.
But in reality, neither the things His Majesty sent nor the memorials the families delivered to the palace were given much attention.
Li Heng was squatting in the Imperial Study, currently burning those memorials.
These great families were wealthy, so the paper they used was of the highest quality. As it burned, a faint fragrance of ink rose into the air, giving Li Heng a feeling of calm contentment.
The Great Liang Emperor sat behind his desk, watching the wisps of black smoke swirl in the breeze, and said softly, "Another year has passed in the blink of an eye."
Li Heng said, "Your Majesty has already been to the desolate north twice. You cannot go again."
The Great Liang Emperor ignored him and simply said, "Spring has arrived, let's fly some kites."
Hearing this, Li Heng paused and looked at His Majesty in confusion. The latter paid him no mind, rising on his own and leaving the Imperial Study.
Li Heng said no more. As he exited the Imperial Study, he ordered someone to fetch a kite.
Spring in the Divine Capital was still quite cold, with only the first green buds
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