All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

Lao Tzu still finds this line hilarious, hahaha!

The scene fell silent instantly; the once bustling atmosphere of clinking glasses became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The people at the table silently put down their wine glasses and stared in astonishment at Li Lingsu and Miao Youfang.

Rongrong, the woman from Wanhualou who was present, suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

That day, my martial uncle Ji Jinmei returned late at night, and there was a strange smell on her...

Miao Youfang was stunned, completely caught off guard.

It's like agreeing with an ally to fight the enemy together, only for the ally to turn around and stab him and the enemy together.

Li Lingsu froze on the spot, holding the wine glass, feeling as if his "clothes" were being peeled away layer by layer.

From the inside out, from body to soul, he was stared nakedly at by dozens of people present.

As the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sect, how will he ever have the face to show his face in the martial world again?

"What's the point of me living?" The Holy Son's face flushed red, then gradually turned pale.

Protector Yuan glanced at Li Lingsu with his azure eyes, then looked at Miao Youfang:

"You surnamed Miao, let's all die together!"

Protector Yuan was greatly alarmed and asked with concern:

"Miao Youfang, this protector gives you some advice: run away quickly."

Miao Youfang threw down his wine cup, and a sense of impending danger, a common martial artist's premonition, sent him a dangerous signal.

He was urged to escape quickly.

With two quick "whoosh" sounds, Miao Youfang and Li Lingsu disappeared from the prefect's compound.

A few seconds of silence followed, then Yang Gong coughed forcefully and chuckled dryly:

"Let's drink, let's drink. I was just joking earlier, just to liven up the party."

Officials and generals from Qingzhou echoed the sentiment, saying, "Let's drink!"

Satisfied.

It's satisfying to let someone else fall into the same trap you did!

The women of Wanhualou valued their reputation highly, and the more likely they were to attract controversy, the more careful they became about their conduct.

Xiao Yuenu's original tactic against Liu Hongmian was to frame her for being promiscuous.

Women of the Wan Hua Lou (Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion) can marry, but only with the sect's permission; they cannot freely choose their partners.

Xiao Yuenu was unworthy of attending tonight's banquet. As Li Tianwang's woman, she rarely showed her face in public anymore.

Of all the people from Wan Hua Lou today, Rongrong is the most eye-catching.

"What do you want to ask?"

Protector Yuan silently gazed at this woman, who should be considered one of the most beautiful women among humans.

"You just said that Li Lingsu, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sect, has an extraordinary relationship with my Wan Hua Lou disciple?"

"It was Miao Youfang who said it, not me," Protector Yuan said, shifting the blame.

Rongrong ignored these details and asked in a deep voice:

"Did Miao Youfang say which disciple he was, and what his name was?"

Protector Yuan shook his head: "Miao Youfang didn't say, but judging from the young lady's accusatory tone, there seems to be something amiss."

"What's wrong with love between a man and a woman? Don't you like Li Tianwang yourself?"

Rongrong's expression changed slightly, her pretty face flushed, and her voice rose a few decibels:

"What nonsense are you talking about."

Since his master, Xiao Yuenu, was Li Tianwang's woman, it seemed a bit strange that he also liked Li Tianwang.

However, this is Rongrong's deepest secret.

In this world, how many women who know Li Chang'an are not tempted?

Protector Yuan looked at Fu Jing and spoke frankly:

"You're thinking: How did this monkey figure out I was hiding so well!"

The leaders and sect masters of the martial arts alliance looked at Rongrong with surprise, and a faint laugh escaped their lips.

Heroes love beauties, and beauties love heroes.

Which girl wouldn't like a prodigy like Li Tianwang?

"Humph!"

Rongrongnu turned and left, her skirt fluttering as she walked away quickly.

As the host, Yang Gong had no choice but to step in and warm up the atmosphere, smiling as he said:

"Drinking, drinking, Protector Yuan didn't actually mean any harm."

His innate supernatural abilities were perfectly compatible with the Buddhist concept of telepathy, but when these abilities went out of control, it was something he was forced to do.

The white ape protector still had some survival instinct, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Suddenly, the tone shifted: "Provincial Governor Yang's heart tells me: Tonight's banquet is truly interesting."

This will humiliate and embarrass these people who are usually so high and mighty.

Xu Qi'an, Jiang Luzhong, and other Golden Gong masters, along with fourth-rank martial arts experts from the Martial Arts Alliance, and Chu Yuanzhen and others, all watched Yang Gong in silence.

The smile on Yang Gong's face gradually froze, like a silent landscape painting.

Without realizing it, the ape protector's gaze turned to Xu Qi'an.

He saw that Xu Qi'an's right hand was lightly resting on the hilt of the knife.

Then, the ape protector's gaze immediately turned away as if scalded by boiling water.

Xu Jinluo was thinking: It's said that the older a monkey is, the more fragrant its brain becomes...

……

Heavenly King's Mansion.

In Biao Biao's boudoir, a woman dressed in a red gauze dress and with her hair styled in a young woman's bun, exuding an alluring charm, was playing Connect Four with great interest.

"Princess, don't put it there!" the maid Xiaogang excitedly reminded her.

Biao Biao frowned, a look of sudden realization on her face, and then gave Xiao Gang a grateful look.

"Yeah, it'll die if you leave it there!"

Wang Simu, sitting opposite him, smiled, her bright eyes sparkling with wit.

Princess Lin'an's delicate, slender fingers placed a chess piece in a safe spot.

Then, she patted her full, heaving chest and said, "This should be fine."

Then, Wang Simu placed his piece with a smile, connecting four pieces and securing the victory.

Lin'an's face immediately fell. She could never win a game of chess against Wang Simu.

She usually enjoys playing with little Lina the most, and they always manage to go back and forth.

As for Princess Mu, she didn't like playing chess; she only liked watering flowers.

Xu Lingyue is also quite good; she often has ingenious tricks, but Lin'an always manages to crack them, which gives Lin'an a great sense of accomplishment.

Because Wang Simu is Lin'an's strategist and a crucial asset in the power struggles within the Heavenly King's Mansion, he can confidently defeat Lin'an.

In this way, Lin'an was not angry at all, but instead trusted Miss Wang even more.

After all, one's own strategist should ideally be smarter than oneself.

Seeing Wang Simu secure the victory once again, Lin An felt a pang of jealousy and glared at Xiao Gang.

Xiao Gang looked helpless. Miss Wang's chess skills were too high; he was doomed no matter what.

"Gangzi, didn't my husband say he had a letter to give to Simu...?"

Xiao Gang nodded, "Yes, it sounds like a poem."

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Wang Simu's eyes, and her chest heaved involuntarily.

Princess Lin'an picked up a chess piece, placed it gently, and said something seemingly casually.

"The poem my husband wrote for Miss Wang last time, something about how difficult it is to meet and how difficult it is to part, how powerless the east wind is and how withered the flowers are..."

The little bird eagerly went to investigate…

“Bluebird, it is the bluebird that is diligently going to investigate…” Wang Simu blushed and couldn’t help but correct him.

Then, she placed another piece.

I didn't dare to win.

Lin'an smiled broadly, calmly placed her piece, and then cheered, "Wow! I finally beat Si Mu once!"

"I'm in a particularly good mood today. Gangzi, give my husband's letter to Miss Wang!"