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Chu Wanning smiled happily and insisted on cooking herself, though Yan Luo was afraid she might blow up the kitchen.

"It's fine, I can wait," Bai Xixi said nonchalantly. Since they had already arrived, a little more time didn't matter.

"Not at all, it's not cold in the palace at all!" Shen Jiayi withdrew her hand without a trace. With the sun shining so brightly and the weather stiflingly hot outside, how could her hands possibly be cold? She had simply been frightened just moments before.

Five days later, the commoners did not dare to casually trample on the red carpet because this was ordered by Jiang Yunli.

After they rose, Eunuch Lin walked past Jiang Yunli to Chu Wanning's side, took out the token, and said, "Empress, His Majesty has decreed that this token is your lifeline and grants you the right to make any request. No matter where you go, no one will dare to stop you. Consider it an expression of his remorse."

In the gloomy sky, transparent and thick pillars of light pierced through the descending night, resembling the dawn right before sunrise.

Sensing that Qin Ming was acting strangely, Shui Wenyan looked behind her. Upon seeing that it was her sister who had arrived, the tears she had just managed to hold back instantly burst forth like a majestic, roaring waterfall.

Ten minutes later, the game resumed. A new pitcher stood on the pitcher's mound—this was already the very last relief pitcher available for Ichidai San. Yet Yakushiji seemed unsatisfied; they changed their pitcher again in the eighth inning and scored four runs consecutively in the final two innings, overturning their opponents completely.

"My abilities are limited, you should look for someone else!" Feng Lingxi was someone utterly plagued by laziness. Expecting her to manage all this? What a joke!

Meanwhile, Shen Jiaxin thought to herself whether she was like a moth flying toward the Prince's Mansion—knowing full well that once she entered, there would be no way out. If she encountered a kind soul, would anyone lend them a helping hand?

He intended to give the students a severe blow to their pride today, so no matter how outstanding and flawless Su Mo's performance was, he was determined to pick out a flaw.

She was a time-traveler and knew that blood tests for parentage were scientifically inaccurate, but she also knew that the ancients swore by them. She had purposely dropped hints just moments before, and she was fully prepared. If Lu Qinghuan wanted to resort to dirty tricks, hmph.

Compared to her stepmother and brother, Liu Hong seemed to place more trust in An Xin before her. She instinctively embraced An Xin's shoulders and burst into loud, bitter sobs.

With that, taking advantage of Old Zou's momentary disorientation, Shi Menglin unleashed a Heaven-Shattering Sun-Rending Fist directly toward him.

Lin Tailai advised his father, "If this matter can be successfully accomplished, it will be a merit that echoes for a hundred generations."

It wasn't until the strange fragrance from his body drifted into Lin Nianchu's nose that she suddenly remembered who this person truly was.

Just as she reached his side, she was pulled into the man's embrace. Startled and preparing to break away, she found her waist tightly encircled by Han Xiao's arm, while his other hand picked up a dry towel and began drying her hair.

"Then go get it for me, I'm dying of thirst!" Zhu Haofan snapped unhappily, crossing his arms and glaring fiercely at Ji Chu.

Magistrate Deng cast a dissatisfied look at Yang Zhen. The lackeys of the noble guild had been shouting slogans with earth-shattering volume just moments before, yet upon meeting the real Lin Tailai, they turned into such cowards?

Had it been in the past, as a modern youth of the twenty-first century, Zhou Ze would never have believed such claims. However, the series of bizarre events over the past dozen days forced him to reserve judgment on such matters.

Scarlet gently stroked Lin Xiaotang's arm with her fingers, earnestly feeling the solid strength of his muscles. For a split second, she felt a familiar dampness awaken deep within her body.

Consequently, no matter how reluctant Yamada Shōji was, he had no choice but to mobilize his troops and launch a fierce assault on Wuxi.

Fortunately, that scoundrel Ye Qianfeng was truly blessed with great fortune and ultimately appeared in the first layer of the Outer-Heaven Corridor—precisely the one adjacent to the seal he had broken.

"You know what?" Seeing that Li Wei was ignoring her, Bai Jing nudged his arm and began speaking again.

"Who on earth are you all? It seems we have rarely, if ever, seen your faces in our Wuling Empire," Zhang Chunxi asked.

Bars and Shanghai's deep nights—combining these two elements yielded a synonym for passion and madness.

Zhuang Chongxian had brought three cars and a dozen or so subordinates that day. Facing the sudden ambush, his men were clearly caught off guard. The two trailing cars were riddled with bullet holes in the blink of an eye, and following two grenade explosions, the men inside were either dead or severely wounded.

Big Er could not believe such good fortune had fallen from the skies, and immediately and excitedly grasped Wen Xin's hand.

Lin Xiaotang nodded, his emotions having returned to calm. Dong Jiayi sat beside him, tightly holding his hand. The scene from moments before had deeply frightened her, as she had never seen Lin Xiaotang lose his composure like that.

After more than half a month of rest, Huo Xinchen had only dropped a few hundred places in the rankings. This was much better than he had expected because the fluctuations among the people ahead of him were massive, with many dropping sharply—though many also rose, thus balancing things out.

The Zhengde Emperor felt a twinge of regret. Gushi Khatun had just been whispering softly and smiling right by his ear, a sensation that was utterly marvelous. Endowed with a mature charm, Gushi Khatun was entirely different from the lively and cute Consort Liu, nor did she adhere to the rigid rules of the other imperial concubines; instead, she possessed a unique flavor all her own.

"You must be Randy?! That's wonderful!" The sudden high volume startled everyone present.

Fan Shaozu and his personal bodyguard detachment were also embroiled in brutal hand-to-hand combat and could not break away. Although Zhang Qiang's cavalry was small in number, they were like cunning wolves; spotting an opportunity, they suddenly outflanked the Qing army from behind and struck Fan Shaozu's elite guards.

"We were chased out by those creatures. Individually, none of them are formidable, but once they form a swarm, they coordinate seamlessly until you can no longer conceive of any way to deal with them," Qi Hongyi said helplessly.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard accompanying Zhang Zhijie looked at the smiling official and felt a surge of immense confidence. Their previously anxious hearts settled down; after all, finding a powerful patron was no easy task.

"Alright, thank you for your support of public security. I'll see you out." The sheriff wore a humble expression that made Fang Cheng feel thoroughly awkward.

"Impudent! You are too arrogant, and this old man will not tolerate you!" The elder roared with towering fury, lashing out directly with a palm strike.

"Hmph! When has Zi Buyi ever been cornered like this by mere ants? If I were at the peak of my strength, every single one of them would be dead!" Zi Buyi snarled viciously, slashing horizontally with another palm-blade that instantly sliced three unsuspecting practitioners of the Transcendent Realm—who had drifted too close—cleanly in half, showering the area in a rain of blood.