Chapter 4001: 4.1601 Opening a New Realm of Cultivation...
It's truly perplexing what's going on. I keep feeling like Crown Prince Rong Li has suddenly undergone a personality change. Why hasn't he been quarreling with the Second and Third Princes lately?
It's as if he's become more focused on self-cultivation, which is honestly quite amusing.
"Your Highness." A dark figure streaked across the sky, landing beside Ying.
Ying immediately bowed respectfully. This was Ye, the captain of their dark guard team.
He was the overall leader of the dark guard team and typically orchestrated all their operations.
His sudden appearance here surely indicated something urgent he needed to report to His Highness.
Ying took a few steps back and subtly motioned for Yuan Zhen and Xiao Kezi to also withdraw.
Ye, the dark guard captain, stepped forward and whispered to Duan Yue, "Empress Mother has dispatched a group of dark guards to monitor the movements of those around you. We've also been targeted."
Duan Yue curled his lips into a cold sneer. "Let them investigate then."
After all, none of his people had made any moves recently, so what discernible clues could they possibly find?
All the actions were carried out by the personnel Prince Mo had discreetly positioned.
But speaking of which, this fellow...
He actually had so many hidden operatives in Phoenix Imperial City. He was truly formidable (and quite morally dubious).
These hidden operatives were likely intended as a contingency for unforeseen circumstances!
Most likely, they were meant to be used against his imperial father, Rong Yuan.
It's impressive that Prince Mo possessed such remarkable patience; who knows how many years he'd been planning this.
Thus, the number of his personnel stationed within Phoenix Imperial City was indeed... considerable!
Pondering this, Duan Yue couldn't help but shake his head.
Anyone who dared to cross Mo Lian would truly be cursed for eight lifetimes...
Because that guy was too cunning and terrifying. If you accidentally offended him, who knows how many traps he'd meticulously set around you, just waiting for you to foolishly stumble into.
It was indeed time to confront that old woman.
A thin, cold smile graced Duan Yue's lips.
That same afternoon, news spread throughout the noble families and official residences in Cangzhou's Phoenix Imperial City...
Prince Chen had returned to the palace!
—My Qiao's Dividing Line—
Mo Lian pushed the door open and saw his wife half-slumped on the bed, eyes half-open and half-closed, seemingly lost in thought.
Looking at her...
It appeared as if she had fallen asleep mid-cultivation, half-dangling from the bed...
Was that what he was observing?
While his little wife's cultivation habits were unpredictable, she surely wouldn't do something quite so bizarre... would she?
He moved lightly, then abruptly halted, a strange expression on his face as he surveyed the little one.
At this moment, he could be absolutely certain that his wife was indeed asleep.
He could even hear her steady, even breathing...
This wasn't just a light nap; she was profoundly asleep, half-hanging off the bed in a peculiar posture!
Wife, you truly are something else.
He'd never encountered a cultivator who could fall asleep while cultivating...
Mo Lian twitched his lips, quickened his steps, and floated over to his precious one. He half-knelt in front of her, gazing at her as she slept, her small head drooped and her face expressionless.
"Pfft."
Mo Lian turned his head and glared at the one who had dared to mock his wife.
Feng Chen blinked, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and shook his head as he drank, saying, "This Venerable One has never before witnessed someone who could fall asleep while cultivating in seclusion..."
"What do you know!" Mo Lian instinctively retorted, "Look at my Qiaoqiao, even though she's asleep."