Volume 1, Chapter 27: If You Meet a Girl with "Tragedy" in Her Name, Remember to Treat Her Well

"Lao Luo!" Mrs. Luo cried out in alarm, quickly rubbing her husband's chest to soothe him. After feeding him his medicine and helping him lie down, she circled behind the bed, grabbed an ashtray, and hurled it at Luo Jiang.

Gu Qiqi, who had just been feigning humiliation, immediately flipped over to pin Ye Yujin beneath her, fiercely silencing him with a kiss.

Conversely, the way those people in the car looked at me now was clearly different. Perhaps this is what people call the rule that the strong are respected. If I had been the one kicked out earlier and beaten to a pulp by the bulldozer, they would surely view me as less than a dog right now.

Jiangzhou was a vital stronghold in the eastern part of Yizhou. Guan Yu had stockpiled vast amounts of supplies there, with countless quantities of grain, rice, wine, and meat.

"There are nearly a hundred thousand infantry and cavalry outside. Of course I'm a little afraid; otherwise, why would I have invited you, Young Master Dong, to come out?" Su Zhe feigned fear.

"Forget it." Seeing that she was happy and likely fine, Huang Junxu relaxed his shoulders. He then spotted Yijing and Lan Yi; he didn't recognize the latter, so he merely nodded, and was just about to call out to Yijing when...

Qingyue saw that Ling Chuan remained unresponsive. Although she was angry, she didn't complain for long when she considered his status.

When Di Mozhen returned, Bai Xi, who had been by Yun Huang's side, had already woken up, leaving only Ci Jin still unconscious.

Luo Jiang felt it must be because Guo Zhendong was kind-hearted that he pulled Mu Yijing and the others in to serve as nominal bosses.

Such a scene left Xu Liangyue at a loss, yet after some internal struggle, his heart was truly moved by Yue Lin's heartfelt words.

That divine turtle had originally wanted someone to help it ascend to heaven, but, troubled by its daily patrols of the sea, it found no one to assist, and thus abandoned the thought of ascension.

Zhuang Han continued, "Look at Tan Lang—the leader of the children, the ringleader among the boys, and the life of the class, just like our class's Liu Yi." At this, she couldn't help but glance at Yu Xiaoyu. Consequently, in a chain reaction, everyone turned their gaze toward Yu Xiaoyu, causing her cheeks to flush crimson.

In the Imperial Capital, thousands of people used spiritual power every day; his luck couldn't be so bad as to run into someone with a short temper exactly then.

Huang Yaoshi looked at Mei Chaofeng with a complex expression before turning his gaze toward the window. After all, she had once been his favorite disciple, and after so many years, he couldn't bring himself to hate her, though he still had to keep up appearances.

None of them were fools; seeing the situation, they naturally rushed toward the coachman, and as it happened, there was one not far behind them.

"I can't. What if he runs downstairs? Wouldn't I be dead then? Besides, didn't you tell me to follow behind you?" Lu Fan shrugged.

"I'll go to the hospital again this afternoon to see if I can get them to change their tune." Lu Yuanyang was about to rise.

Just like his current self: anxious, lost, wanting to pursue something, only to discover that those hazy clues had long since vanished without a trace.

There is much to the art of brewing tea. While methods differ by region, the basic requirements remain the same. To fully extract the color, aroma, and flavor of the leaves and ensure the drinker receives the maximum nutritional benefit, one must pay attention to the ratio of tea to water.

Du Yun hadn't cared initially, but when he saw what was in Niu Feng's hand, his eyes couldn't help but brighten.

The biting cold wind howled, and the moon was mostly obscured by dark clouds. The moonlight was ghastly, and everyone felt an eerie, chilling presence.

Fang Yuntang said nothing. He had caused her such great trouble; what face did he have left to see her again? Yet, there was still a dull ache in his heart—he and she were destined to be strangers after all.

He had just established his court and his throne wasn't even secure yet, and he was already starting to play that game from the Northwest military camp again? Acting one way on the surface and another in private, fooling people for sport? If anyone took him seriously, thinking he was some kind and gentle soul, they would just be waiting to be crushed, never knowing how they died when the time came.

Now, hearing Smith talk about charity, Yan'er immediately lowered her guard. Someone with a kind heart surely couldn't be a bad person, right? Without overthinking it, she took the glass of red wine.

As long as one gets used to ignoring the smell, lynx meat can actually be quite delicious—after all, meat is a somewhat high-end, scarce commodity in the village.

"What do you mean they've arrived? Can't you see I'm resting?" Disturbed by his subordinate, Hu Songyun sat up in irritation and barked an order.

If she liked it, he would be willing to pluck even the stars from the sky for her, if only for that heart-stirring smile.

By the time it was Yue Qianhuang and Liu Kongming’s turn, more than half an incense stick of time had passed, and the food in Liu Kongming’s stomach had gradually digested.

"Nai-ye" is actually coconut, but due to poor transportation in ancient times and varying dietary habits between the north and south, many things could not realize their true value, resulting in tropical fruits like the coconut almost never appearing outside their regions of origin.

He looked at the couple, Gu Xifeng and his wife, who had been silent from the beginning, and seeing their vacant expressions, his suspicions were confirmed. He just didn't know what could have made all three of their faces look so ghastly.

Madame Li glanced at Gu Qingxiu, then walked ahead in silence. Gu Qingxiu kept her head bowed, biting her lip as she followed behind.

Although he hadn't said much since entering, she had already detected a faint, almost imperceptible trace of concern in his words.

After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to respond and struck first. With a single stride, he threw out a Fire Explosion Talisman.

"There are filthy things in the Imperial Palace, too?" Qiu Zhuifeng thought that this palace was a place of long-lasting righteousness; why would there be such foul things here?

Ye He was about to say that one couldn't smoke in the hospital, but then he noticed... Huo Jingzun couldn't even flip open the lid of his lighter. His long fingers trembled as he tried to pry it open to no avail, and when he tried to place the cigarette between his lips, it fell to the floor.

It could also be said that they were letting Mu Qiange and the others go ahead to scout the situation; only after confirming there was no danger would they lead the rest of the people through the gate.

The competition was about to begin, and Su Qixi was busy backstage with her forms. Once tonight was over and she attended the press conference tomorrow morning, the matter would be completely off her hands.