Liang Ye and Wang Dian exchanged glances, both frowning simultaneously. Although Liang Ye’s memory wasn’t good, he had countless intelligence networks under his command. As long as he wanted to investigate matters of the past and present courts, he could find out most things. When Wang Dian first arrived, he had studied many historical books…

The warm spring breeze carried a faint rusty smell from Liang Ye into the carriage. He looked slightly confused, having moved too quickly and only catching the last sentence. “Martial Uncle and I were just joking,” Wang Dian looked very kind-hearted. “Perhaps it wasn’t entirely a joke,” Xiao Chunhe let out a soft laugh. Wang…

Xiao Chunhe’s inquiring gaze fell on Wang Dian, while Wang Dian was also scrutinizing him. This young man dressed as a Taoist priest appeared to be only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, but his aura was powerful, far exceeding his apparent age. This made Wang Dian instinctively wary and even somewhat resistant, especially those fox-like…

“My father was Wang Si, and I am his eighth daughter, Wang Xusui.” Wang Dian looked at the name in the letter and found it familiar. He vaguely remembered seeing it in history books. “Who was Wang Si?” Liang Ye narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. “He was a powerful noble minister during…

The secret chamber behind the stone door wasn’t small. Two lifelike qilin statues stood by the entrance. Dozens of wooden shelves were neatly arranged together – half filled with various books and bamboo scrolls, the other half displaying an array of weapons, including many delicate concealed weapons. The chamber’s ceiling was embedded with countless luminous…

Liang Ye’s reaction speed was always frighteningly fast. Before Wang Dian could even feel the sensation of weightlessness, Liang Ye had already grabbed him by the waist and protected his neck, turning halfway to absorb the impact as Wang Dian collided firmly against him. “Damn it,” Wang Dian felt dizzy from the spin. Liang Ye…

Outside, the wind was strong, and the willow catkins were floating around annoyingly. Wang Dian pulled up his sleeves as he entered, “It’s related.” Liang Ye, who followed behind him, instantly darkened his gaze, “Wang Dian.” “I had Quan Ning use corpses to exchange for people,” Wang Dian spoke as calmly as if talking about…

The door was kicked shut decisively. “What are you trying to do making such a big fuss?” Wang Dian maliciously tugged at the red gauze in his hand, watching with pleasure as it forced the other to lower his head. He raised an eyebrow and wickedly wrapped several loops around his hand. Forced forward, Liang…

When Wang Dian asked him to return the yarrow grass, Liang Ye felt somewhat regretful that his recommendation wasn’t successful. He called out to Xiang Meng and threw the yarrow grass to her, then turned to Wang Dian and said, “Zhen will draw a talisman for you personally.” “You know how to draw one?” Wang…

It wasn’t a matter of whether it was difficult to recognize; it mainly looked completely unrelated. However, seeing Liang Ye’s matter-of-fact expression, Chong Heng’s handwriting was probably eight parts his contribution. “Taught him when he was young, but when he grew older, he refused to learn,” Liang Ye clicked his tongue. In fact, if Wen…

Capital, Bian Mansion. Three incense sticks were steadily inserted into the incense burner, with smoke slowly rising. Bian Cang brushed off the incense ash from his sleeve. His expression was solemn, and though his spirit remained vigorous, his hair had whitened considerably. He slowly walked over and sat down at the table. “Liang Ye is…

Wang Dian had a mild case of cleanliness obsession, but not severe. After some consideration, he decided that just one bath would suffice. Before he could fully remove his outer robe, Liang Ye casually walked through his latched door and remarked with slight surprise, “Why are you taking off your clothes?” Wang Dian pointed at…

“Wei Wanlin?” Qi Ming let out a cold sneer. “How would I know where Wei Wanlin is?” “You received his last letter on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month before the new year,” Wang Dian said. “After he left the northern frontier, he was still in contact with you, so how could you…

When Wang Dian dismounted, he saw corpses and heads scattered across the ground, with a man and woman kneeling, and another person writhing and howling on the ground. Liang Ye stood in a pool of blood, holding a little girl in one hand while smiling with a twisted, sinister expression, opening his mouth wide as…

Wang Dian glanced at his flat abdomen, then casually shifted his gaze away, saying formally. “Haven’t you already——“ Meeting Liang Ye’s threatening gaze, he closed his mouth primly and sighed instead, “The weather is indeed nice today.” Liang Ye leisurely tapped the Liu Ye sword against his palm. The weather was indeed nice. When they…

The candlelight flickered, making Liang Ye’s features appear indistinct. “If Bian Rufeng had other motives when entering the palace…” Wang Dian started but didn’t want to continue. When it came to Bian Rufeng, any objective speculation would be too cruel for Liang Ye. Putting himself in Liang Ye’s shoes, if someone harbored such doubts and…