Volume One, Chapter 21: Fu Yanzhou Prepares a Surprise for Song Jinhe, Lin Zhiwan Is About to Discover It

Lin Zhiwan was somewhat surprised to receive another message from Zhao Minghe. After all, his businesses were all abroad, and he was not expected to return to the country so soon.

Zhao Minghe invited her to dinner, claiming he had recently acquired a "black-gold glazed three-color twin-dragon pearl-holding moon flask" and wanted her help in estimating its value. Recalling that she had not yet properly thanked him for his help at the last auction, Lin Zhiwan seized this opportunity to offer to host him, fulfilling the duties of a local host. She chose the famous Wangjiang Pavilion in the capital for their meeting.

On the day of their appointment, a heavy snow fell over the city. Since her surgery, Lin Zhiwan had been sensitive to the cold; she wore...

Her clothes were held together by only two buttons, which were blown away by a gust of wind, landing right on Nanny Li’s face.

To think he could lurk in Chaha for so long alone, and in just a few months, attain such a noble status, earning the absolute trust of Hachizhang.

His arrival here to seek Xie Shu was no game; the upcoming charity gala required more than just a face—it required entrance tickets.

Although his explanation sounded plausible and Jinei believed most of it, she remained somewhat puzzled.

Shangguan Li held down the corner of her veil, which had been lifted by the breeze from Xuanyuan Ye’s fan, and continued.

"From now on, you won't need to worry about making money or cooking; having me is enough," Qiu Yunbai sighed, yet he wanted to offer Xia Yumo a promise.

Even if one were to force the radishes to grow now, it would be too late. If the pickled radishes lacked the right flavor, the entire dish of pickled fish would be ruined, so it was better to leave them out altogether.

The current situation remained as calm as ever, with nothing occurring that went beyond his expectations.

Because it was impossible for him to break the seal of the music box alone; it had taken the combined efforts of many to seal it in the past, and now, left to his own devices, there was no way.

He set Xia Yumo down and felt something sticky on his hands; upon closer inspection, he realized it was blood.

The shop owner looked distressed. The material had appeared promising on the surface, but how could it turn into such a bizarre sight once cut?

They say that confession brings leniency while resistance brings severity. Zhang Yi was a smart man; he knew the consequences of deceiving the Emperor, so he figured it was better to confess honestly and take responsibility, perhaps earning a lighter sentence.

Following the nanny into the house, a cold draft blew in. This was not the chill of air conditioning, but a sinister, ghostly cold. The moment the door opened, Chu Xuan and Chu Lianhan sensed a dense, malevolent aura inside. Prolonged exposure would surely make a normal person ill, and the effect on the frail elderly would be even more severe.

When Mo Yuan spoke these words, the leader of the Sweat-Towel Gang’s expression shifted slightly, though he did not utter a word. Even Mo Yuan had to admire his iron-willed resolve.

Wang Fei was also frustrated. After scratching his head and thinking for a long time without finding a solution, he finally decided to call Duan Ping.

Chu Xuan nodded, drew his Zhanyun Sword, and prepared to strike the python. Seeing the long sword, the python turned and fled without a second thought. It was just as well that it had run off, saving him some trouble. Chu Xuan sheathed his sword and sniffed the air, hoping to find another spirit herb.

Yuan Quanquan did not intend to deal with the rumors outside anymore. One would be broken, only for another to take its place. If she clarified one, malicious people would simply fabricate another out of thin air. She lacked the energy to deal with such things, so she chose to ignore them. Given time, these rumors would naturally be buried by other events and forgotten.

On the way back, Su Meng rode her horse, listening to the chatter of her classmates, occasionally responding with a word or two.

"That's right, the further inference is that the secret of the Old Gods may be hidden within this different dimension," Han Feng said.

After a busy day, she couldn't even sleep peacefully in the middle of the night, having to match wits with Bai Youxi's sister.

While Shi Kai was instructing Mo Ning on what to pay attention to, he did not slow his pace, yet the closer they got to the Zhanlan Academy, the more Shi Kai felt that something was wrong.

The ancient city gradually became clear in his vision, but Wang Dong stopped walking while still some distance from the city gate.

Xiang Die looked at Gu Xiaoran with confusion. Did the Prince of Rong’s maple leaf painting contain some hidden metaphor? Why did Gu Xiaoran say such things upon hearing of the painting?

Huo Yanbin did not let her off as easily as he had in the past; he kissed, bit, and kneaded her body with far greater intensity than before.

The sky gradually darkened, and as time ticked away, she kept her teeth clenched, remaining silent.

"The power of the Mowans are already deeply embedded within the four kingdoms; protecting your life is not a problem at all," Shen Wanyu said, ruthlessly undermining her friend without a hint of sisterly concern.

"No, I’ve been awake for a while," Mu Ge said, walking to the entryway to change her shoes and put on her coat before heading out.

Song Chuyi looked at him in confusion; his words suggested he had known about Tang Ruo'an and Mu Qingyan for a long time.

He lifted his robes and sat beside her, took the nuptial wine offered by the matchmaker, and handed it to her with a smile.

Fortunately, after filming the most grueling scenes in the snow and the desert, they returned to the urban film studio, where conditions improved.

"Didn't I tell you? Play it by ear. If there’s an opportunity, act. First, let her taste the experience of having drunk that water." Ye Zi had originally thought about waiting for Jing Yanyan to apologize first, but seeing the fairy in such a bad mood, she decided to let her find something to do, thinking it might make her feel better.

After settling all matters, Xiao Moxuan returned to the unit and handed the card to Colonel Zhong, while Madman went to make a call to arrange the tasks Xiao Moxuan had ordered.

And so, he raced his car through the streets in a fit of frustration. It was New Year's Eve, and there were far fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road than usual, which made it easier for him.

"...So, shouldn't we be hurrying to drive these aliens out instead?" Why did he have to be the one to marry for an alliance?

Seeing Zhuo Bijun and the others descend, the hundred or so people rushed forward to inquire. In the minds of many experts, the top of the Martial God Mountain likely held countless treasures.

Ye Ge’s eyebrows twitched violently, and he took a deep breath. He felt truly ashamed—deeply ashamed—of Di Xin’s honesty.

On the way to the hospital, Zhang Yuanze learned that Wang Yuehan had been rescued. Indeed, the man named Fang Tian had not been lying, which made him sigh in relief.

But at this moment, the training grounds that only elders were permitted to enter had their gates open simultaneously, and figures that people looked up to stepped out—they were the elders of the Tianyou Ming Sect.

"Brother-in-law! What's the matter? If you really can't drink, then forget it! We sisters will drink, and you can just watch. We won't force you." Seeing Jiang Yang lost in thought, the eldest sister couldn't help but soften her tone.