Capítulo 1074: Chapter 850: New Leverage (Part 2)

“Heavenly List number four, Snow Eagle has fallen.”

There was some replacement information at the back, but Ye Jiuyou couldn’t care less. Instead, she was pondering that Piaomiao was still doing this at the moment, which meant at least she wasn’t among those sketchy people with Zhao Changhe.

Indeed, with Piaomiao’s indifferent and aloof nature, how could she possibly be doing that in front of a crowd.

…

Ye Jiuyou’s judgment was half correct.

Zhao Changhe was of course doing something sketchy, but the person involved wasn’t some lazy woman with big breasts and a big butt. It was precisely the indifferent and aloof Piaomiao.

Cui Yuanyang really wanted to go home. The recent exciting adventures were enough, and she felt the following chaos of gods and demons wasn’t suitable for her. It would be better to go home and accompany her parents, and also assist Tang Wanju. Of course, before going home, she needed to squeeze her husband hard, in case he ends up feeding those glamorous and seductive women with big breasts and butts.

As a result, the glamorous and seductive women were each minding their own business, not really caring. The one who suffered was Piaomiao.

Over there, the Four Symbols were each in their positions, focusing wholeheartedly on deducing the new array. Piaomiao seemed detached, absorbing the True Spirit of Destruction and Bodhisattva, but her body was trembling, gritting her teeth and enduring with difficulty.

Her charming face was as red as peaches and plums, and any previous style of an ancient senior was thrown to the clouds.

Glancing secretly, she noticed a few others seemed to have sensed something, glancing at her with a peculiar look. Piaomiao knew these people weren’t fools. Each was a top representative in today’s world of cultivation, and the slight tremor of her body was no different from jumping around to their perception.

Piaomiao couldn’t stand the ambiguous gazes of these women any longer. Unable to hold back, she ran away, only to faintly hear their low whispers behind her: “Turns out Sister Piaomiao can’t hold back even more than us.”

“Not surprising, after all, they just got together, passionate in love… Remember how we couldn’t keep away from him back then.”

“Hey, speak for yourself, not us. I was very carefree back then.”

“Come on, you country bumpkin, you were the first to jump on the bandwagon, with no shame.”

“Xia Chichi, are you itching for a beating?”

“Heehee, I have other itches too…”

“Are you an emperor too?”

“What’s wrong with being an emperor, even the Ancient Demon God itches.”

Piaomiao almost wanted to die. Originally planning to find a place to hide, she decided not to hide, instead charged fiercely into the Heavenly River, grabbing the riding Cui Yuanyang: “You troublesome thing, you almost got me killed!”

Cui Yuanyang looked dazed: “Huh? Sister, you want to join too?”

“I…”

“Didn’t you come here to join?” Cui Yuanyang was just about to switch shifts: “Hurry, sister, I can’t hold on anymore…” 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

If you can’t hold on, how can I be any better? Piaomiao was about to retort when her wrist was grabbed by Zhao Changhe: “You’re already here…”

Piaomiao, already wearied by the shared sensations, could no longer endure, and was soon…

…

Early the next day, even before dawn, Cui Yuanyang, still unclothed, was angrily sent directly to the Capital by Piaomiao using the Mountain and River Power, “plop,” landing onto Tang Wanju.

Tang Wanju was sleeping soundly, awakened by the little girl who fell from the sky. Her first reaction was to blame Bao Qin, grumbling in annoyance: “Bao Qin, stop messing around, what’s this tim… Huh, why aren’t you wearing clothes…?”

“Splash~” A pile of clothes appeared out of nowhere, a bellyband dangling and covering both their faces, including a Jade Token from the Demon Suppression Department.

Tang Wanju: “…”

Cui Yuanyang cautiously climbed up, smiling apologetically: “Sister, you’re so soft and fragrant.”

Tang Wanju pulled off the bellyband, staring dumbfounded: “Cui Yuanyang?… What’s wet on you?”

Cui Yuanyang apologized and retreated: “Nothing, nothing, it’s something you’ve seen too.”

Tang Wanju was furious: “Is this how he gives me involvement?”

“It’s not his fault.” Cui Yuanyang shrank her head: “A new sister did it…”

Tang Wanju was taken aback: “Which one is so powerful, able to teleport you thousands of miles and so precisely onto my bed, I bet even he couldn’t do it so accurately.”

“If I said that she is our Mountain and River, and the whole world’s like her blood and flesh, would you believe it?”

Tang Wanju: “???”

Cui Yuanyang picked up the Jade Token with a smile: “Brother Zhao said I should go train at the Demon Suppression Department, so I came to find you, sister.”

Tang Wanju sternly watched her for a long time: “Under my arrangement?”

Cui Yuanyang patted her chest: “Of course, under your arrangement, sister.”

“Then you go see your father first, he’s in the Capital. When it’s time to report, go to the Demon Suppression Department.”

Early in the morning, when the Demon Suppression Department’s office just opened, people noticed an extra sweeper at the gate, with a round, pitiful face, irresistibly cute. Someone went to ask an acquaintance inside and got the information that she was once the eldest Miss of the Qinghe Cui Family, Princess officially married by King Zhao, being subtly punished by Prime Minister Tang for offending him.

Whether this counts as King Zhao favoring his concubine over his wife or the traitor Prime Minister covering the sky with one hand, the citizens of the Capital enjoyed gossiping about the matter over tea, not taking it too seriously. After all, even if there is a “traitor,” what the “traitor” means needs discussion.

What people could see was that the Great Han River Mountain was now thriving, with the autumn harvest approaching. This year’s fields of golden rice and wheat promised a bountiful harvest. The chaotic times of past years were becoming a visibly fading memory.

“I was wondering why this year the weather is so good and the crops are so abundant, turns out someone is even seducing the Mountain and River.” Tang Wanju was grumbling to Bao Qin: “We don’t need an autumn harvest ceremony anymore, he can offer sacrifices right on the bed…”

Bao Qin said: “Why don’t we need one? Of course, we do, if she can hear what we say at the ceremony, then we should tell her to have King Zhao deal with fewer vixens, this is a state affair…”