33 A Sensation (Second Update)

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In the end, at the council’s vote, more than two-thirds of the senior officials recommended abandoning Jiaying.

Seeing the puzzled look on Xu Qing’s face, Ouyang Xiu pressed his dry, wind-chapped lips together. He accepted the imperial edict from the palace attendant beside him, raised it high above his head, and said nothing more. Xu Qing watched him, still bewildered, yet silently knelt on the ground, bowed, and prepared to hear the decree.

They got off in a desolate wilderness that, as far as the eye could see, showed no sign of human habitation.

Moreover, establishing a Ministry of Agriculture would make the country more stable and give the government greater control over grain prices. Food was the foundation of life; if the common people could be kept well fed, the court would have little left to worry about.

They had been in contact with Han Xing for so long that they knew the primary personality, Han Xing, was melancholy, sensitive, and neurotic. At the slightest dissatisfaction, he would threaten to kill himself, making him exceedingly difficult to get along with. The secondary personality, Hanxing, was as fierce as fire; the least displeasure would send him into a violent rage, and he especially enjoyed hurting others.

It was probably because being overweight ruined one’s appearance. Once you gained weight, there was naturally more flesh on your face, and your looks suffered as a result.

“What are you doing?” Just as the demon’s finger was about to strike the orb of light, a cold, stern voice rang out.

Hagrid had been teaching Care of Magical Creatures since last year. Unlike in the original story, this Hagrid—who was always releasing dangerous creatures—received unanimous praise. Everyone agreed that “Professor Hagrid’s lessons are genuinely useful,” and considered him a rare and excellent teacher.

Lin Xi hurriedly greeted him with the same gesture, then followed the alien’s memories to the fighter-ship pilots’ lounge.

Those words were shamelessly obsequious. In principle, although he was two ranks below Pei Deyan as prefect, under the institutions of the current dynasty his authority and status should have been equal to Pei Deyan’s. There was no need for him to lower himself so disgracefully and flatter Pei Deyan.

That carefree young man had suddenly become rather deliberately clingy. The gleaming allure in his peach-blossom eyes had vanished as well, making everything about him seem affected.

Xiao Yan swept his gaze around and saw Li Zhenzhu crouched beneath the eaves, secretly crying. Li Hengyuan’s eyes had remained fixed on Li Zhenzhu just now. She must have been unable to bear leaving her younger sister without a mother.

Liuli was stunned for a moment, then nodded and lay down beside Lu Qianxun. Yet even after Lu Qianxun’s breathing had become steady, her gaze continued to drift toward his face from time to time. At that moment, an indescribable emotion had also appeared amid her radiant smile.

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He seized Zhang Ji, who was just about to follow Dong Zhuo into the imperial palace. When Zhang Ji turned back to look at him, Zhang Xiu firmly shook his head.

Thinking of the friendship between them, she naturally ought to go. But Qingqiu had countless affairs demanding her attention. If some major incident occurred—say, a subject came to her complaining that something had been stolen—she might not be able to leave after all. Agreeing felt wrong, yet refusing did too.

After a pause of two or three seconds, the second and third floors of War God Unmatched had each selected their heroes: one was the charming and seductive Diao Chan, while the other was the adorable boy Sun Bin.

What was more, they had openly established military camps within Yuzhou. Whenever civilians fled into the area controlled by their camps, they immediately sent people to protect them.

After traveling all the way to Solitary Hill, Ling Jinhua and Ling Mingrui abandoned the electric cart and prepared to visit the Xiling Seal Society.

Anya’s poise, her charm, and her elegance—these qualities made her seem like a star appearing in the monotonous world of Xing Huang, a teenage gaming addict immersed in the realm of video games.

Li Mengyao thought to herself: You were the one who said she was certainly dead. Everything belongs to me—so why can’t I go there every day?

She did not seem to care much about what he had done. What she wanted most to know now was the memory he had mentioned. Had she and he known each other all along?

Mu Rong Xuan’s repeated exceptions all seemed to have been made because of Tong Chaohua’s appearance. For instance, the old rule was that the first-place winner at the Beast-Taming Arena could never leave the Mu Rong family unless she died. Even then, it would still be members of the Mu Rong family who handled her corpse.

Tong Chaohua failed to notice the change in Ruan Jian’s thoughts. Propping her head up with one arm, she felt the faint vibration of the car as it slowly started, while the brightly lit hotel receded farther and farther into the distance.

“Director Han, please, I beg you, save my Dawei!” Zhang Jing bent down and clung tightly to Han Zonghui’s arm, pleading desperately.

After hesitating for a long while, Su Ziyin finally knocked on the door. Since the other woman had dared to arrange a meeting in a public place, with so many cameras around, perhaps there truly was no danger.

That made the situation even more agonizing and bewildering. Meng Jinxin and Meng Lingkui belonged to the same clan; they were uncle and nephew, and according to the common saying, their relation was close enough that they had not yet passed beyond the fifth degree of mourning. One had invested, while the other had withdrawn his investment—what was that supposed to mean?

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A gust of wind blew past. Feeling a chill, she instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest, only to realize with a start that there was nothing in her embrace. She was filled with regret: the item had fallen out when the plane went down.

After spotting Li Yong, Lin Shuang quietly let out a breath of relief. She was just about to catch him and say a few words when the class bell rang. With no choice, Lin Shuang returned to her office, disappointed.

As usual, the twenty-third floor underwent its autumn interior replacement. The plants that had lost their beauty were removed and replaced with new ones; furniture and carpets unsuitable for the season were changed as well. Everything proceeded methodically, no different from any previous routine replacement.

Still, compared with his usual attire, he looked considerably more polished today. Perhaps because he had not seen Changge in so long, Lin Yanchen—who never dressed up deliberately—had made an unusual effort to tidy himself. There might have been a trace of nervousness in his heart.

Daniel stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth. His cheeks bulged as he spoke, making his words indistinct.

But since he had come, Chu Fei spent several million more to win a jade pendant at auction and give it to Zhou Mi.

Everything went smoothly. His superior did not mind Uchiha Kei taking leave, since Uchiha Kei had already completed his work.

“I certainly don’t like how utterly disorderly they are, but occasionally letting me relax like this isn’t bad. Besides, Father Zhuang’s chess skills are quite impressive. I like them very much.” Huo Yuanzhen set down the newspaper and spoke after a moment’s thought.

At that moment, Kim Min-chae offered a reminder. Lin Weize took out his phone and looked at it. His senior had sent a message only ten minutes earlier.

“Hey, Sasuke, stop dragging your feet over there. Are you taking it off or not?” Naruto said, picking at his nose.

Even Uchiha Obito—whose looks had been mocked as lowering the Uchiha clan’s average—was, in truth, handsome enough that with a little proper grooming, he could look extremely attractive.

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