Like an Eagle

In truth, when Imperial Physician Shi was prescribing the appetite-stimulating herbs for Lingxi, a suspicion that she might be pregnant had already crossed his mind. Yet, just as he himself had remarked, his true expertise lay in treating cold-induced ailments; had he informed Lingxi of this possibility only to find out he was mistaken, he could very well have lost his head.

"What... what on earth has happened? Weren't they supposed to go welcome the imperial carriage? Why is he injured to this extent?" As soon as they had settled He Xuan onto the bed, Liao Yong asked.

Upon learning that Huali was missing, Ouyang Luochen had also searched everywhere for her, while dispatching letters to Hua Mu from time to time to tell him not to worry.

From afar, Lotus Leaf spotted figures that looked like the Fifth Princess and the Fifth Prince. She curtsied toward Lingxi and hurried away in that stride.

The more Bai Qi thought about it, the angrier he grew. In all his years of living, this was the first time he found a piece of meat so utterly displeasing to the eye.

"Indeed, judging by your scent, you should taste rather nice as well!" He licked his lips, revealing a cannibalistic gaze.

Dongfang Yue knew very well that this matter might also cause the Emperor to form certain opinions of him and could affect his standing in the Emperor's heart. Yet despite this, he still decided to give it a try, for he had no other choice and had to do it.

Madame Qin seemed to be addressing her son by his name for the very first time. In the past, she had never called him by name; when necessary, she merely used "you."

Liu Feng smiled mysteriously. "Quite a bit, not a small amount at all. From that, we must deduct standard taxes as well as protection fees!" It seemed Liu Feng had truly been driven to extremes, bringing out even the term "protection fees" without any fear of the mafia suing him for copyright infringement.

It was one thing for her to go buy the food, but she even made me sit there by myself and told me not to move. She said she had to hold the table and that I had to wait for her return—today, she forbade me from doing a single thing.

"Let's go." Lingfeng pulled Xiao Yun'er up from the ground, took her hand, and strode forward.

Unexpectedly, instead of trying to kill us, she used her sword to carve a few large characters into the ground: Yun Aotian.

After wrestling with conflicting thoughts for a good while, Liu Ye ultimately chose the latter. He decided that at first light the next morning, he would execute two thousand Yellow Turban rebels.

The commentators for this match were still Yu Bing and Kou Hongyi, because when Yu Bing was selecting the matches he wanted to cover before the tournament began, he had specifically picked several of Canglan's games.

Once again, there were four overflowing tables of dishes: creatures that flew in the sky, crawled on the earth, and swam in the water, prepared dry-fried, stir-fried, deep-fried, steamed, boiled, braised, and roasted—spread out in every imaginable way.

Originally, when he spoke those heartfelt insights about love, her heart had been somewhat touched. But then this fellow's tone abruptly shifted, and he began boasting about himself once more—who on earth ever confesses their love by declaring that they are tall, handsome, and obedient?

Once the eunuch had lit the lanterns in the courtyard, someone clapped their hands and rushed forward all the way to the entrance of the side courtyard, announcing loudly, "The Beile Prince and his Primary Consort have arrived!" The Secondary Consort hurriedly led the others out of the gatehouse and went out to meet them on the outer street.

That was indeed true. Though Maomao was daring, Su Taohua, despite disliking trouble, was rather reckless, and Dazhuang was a natural-born accident-prone magnet. Every time the three of them gathered together, strange occurrences seemed to befall the children.

Only one family member was allowed inside, which naturally had to be Tao Xian. Su Changqing and Liu Hongjiao therefore returned to the ward to wait.

Growing increasingly desperate for air to fill her lungs, and amidst her panic noticing the blood-smeared face of her opponent, she thrust both hands forward without hesitation, sinking her fingers deep into the hollows of the creature's cheeks.

"Sister Xiangyun, whatever you do, don't look back! Don't move!" Knowing how ominous such a place was, Maya hurriedly cautioned Chu Xiangyun.

"Damn it, what do we do now?" Xiangyong glanced around; apart from that cave, there was nowhere else to take shelter.

"Could it be that she forgot to bring her phone when she went out?" Seeing Li Yongle's anxious expression, Meng Xing offered words of comfort, though even she found this explanation hard to believe, let alone the deeply worried Li Yongle.

This was certainly not because the horse was disobedient; horses were spiritual creatures, possessing senses far beyond ordinary mortal eyes. Having caught her scent and realizing that the rider upon its back was actually a fox, it was extremely reluctant.

"Rest assured, I can handle the approval by going to Mayor Zhou. As for the rest, I'll take care of it as well. You just need to prepare yourself to be the president," Lin Chen said with a smile.

"I will obey your every word, Father-in-law!" Since matters had reached this point, how could Xiangyu refuse? Initially, Xiangyu had intended to ask Zhao Yun to be his master. But since his father-in-law had spoken, it would be temporarily settled thus! After all, Lü Bu was the God of War of the Three Kingdoms and exceptionally formidable.

"Chieftain, the Holy Dragon Kingdom and the Snow Kingdom have gone to full-scale war. Many of our Holy Dragon troops stationed here have already been withdrawn," a demon knelt before another demon and reported.

Although Lin Chen had only met the person twice, he instantly recognized the voice.

Thud... A muffled sound came from his throat as a flash of silver light cut through the air. A blade less than a millimeter thick was spat out from his mouth, spinning through the air like a fierce boomerang, tracing beautiful yet lethal arcs as it slashed straight toward the Third Protector.

They were merely low-tier parasites no different from walking corpses. Qin Feng felt utterly speechless. "Even these things cannot be handled?" He couldn't even bring himself to bother fighting them.