Volume 1, Chapter 65: Selling Her Off-Na véspera do Ano-Novo Chinês, congelou até a morte nas ruas; ao retornar, tornou-se famosa em toda a capital.(Canção Triste de Sonho Ébrio)

Her eyes held absolute despair; no one could save her.
Right in front of the maid, Song Mingzhu drained the entire cup of Peach Blossom Drunk.
"This servant takes her leave."
Song Mingzhu only felt her body beginning to grow hot. "Mother, all of you, go outside!"
"Mingzhu, are you alright?" Lady Chen asked with concern.
Song Mingzhu shook her head. "You all go out first."
Song Shuche was still chattering nearby, "Otherwise, let's have the imperial physician come back and take another look."
Du Ruo remembered that when she handed the invitation to Lu Wu, he had told her it was up to her—she could go if she wanted, or refuse if she didn't.
Shen Yu told me, "That is my wife." I wanted to cry out to him, to make him snap out of it, but I couldn't speak at all.
There are no airtight walls in this world; if Ling Yecheng were to find out about this, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Ai Qiaoqiao closed the door of the private room, pressed her ear against the wall alongside Zhang Wu, and listened intently.

She found an empty spot, took off her clothes to wring out the water, and then put them back on.
When the door was opened, Uncle Zhuang was eating a boxed meal. The house looked as though it hadn't been cleaned in ages; a layer of dust covered everything, and the trash can had not been emptied, stuffed to the brim with takeout boxes and instant noodle wrappers.
I was playing with my younger sister in the courtyard when I saw the Li family unhinging their door panels for some unknown reason, so I brought my sister over to take a look.
"You speak first." She pinched the check she was about to pull out and silently tucked it back into her pocket.
Han Chen was also stunned, clearly not expecting Ai Qiaoqiao to let him stay on as the accountant.
From the days when she used to be endlessly respectful and polite to him, terrified of taking even the slightest advantage of him, to now being able to take the initiative and ask for his help.
Ye Hen casually crouched down to dig out the yellow source pearl from the zombie's skull and put it into his pocket. As for the source pearls of the zombies inside the interrogation room, they would probably have to wait until the flames died down.
Amidst their violent rage, shadowy figures flew out from the mist, wailing with eerie winds as they lunged at the barbarian kings.
At that moment, Zhou Huafeng also noticed a buzzing airflow sound from above—the sound of a turbofan jet engine. Looking up, he saw a strangely shaped aircraft hovering right at the skylight opened in the ceiling of the stone chamber.
Moving a bit further ahead, the ground covered by the Eight Trigrams diagram had vanished, and the end of the corridor was now in sight. Ye Hen smiled faintly and continued walking forward, though after taking a few steps, he deliberately took a large stride, as if trying to step over something.
After stretching his limbs a little, Dijia put away the marching tent. Having eaten a bite of food, he continued his search for other heavenly soldiers.

A positron and an electron collide and annihilate, releasing energy in the form of photons. This process still obeys the law of conservation of charge, because the total charge before and after annihilation remains zero.
"You don't want to leave? Very well, since you are so eager to die, I shall grant your wish." Seeing that these people showed no intention of leaving at all, Achilles raised his spear once again, pointing straight at the leader of the nearby Nuersu tribe.
Lei Hong laughed heartily, speaking with casual ease. In truth, he had already chosen this location long ago; only there could his martial prowess be unleashed to its absolute maximum.
Sophia turned her head, a faint, beautiful smile blooming on her lovely face like a hundred flowers in full spring, almost putting the blossoms in the entire garden to shame.
"What is going on here? Has the system encountered a bug?" Yuuki, having experienced less than Asuna and Kirito, said somewhat flusteredly.
Threat theories are hardly capable of forming any real impact on those who occupy high positions and live lives of corrupt ease.
"To simply throw in the towel and quit is definitely out of the question. Oh well, I might as well ask the company leaders what is going on before making a decision." Antina narrowed her eyes and dialed her phone.