Chapter 46 A Gentle Kiss on the Forehead

Song Tang frowned slightly and set down the teacup in her hand.

Earlier in the courtyard, the Marquis had already given his word to Madam Sun, agreeing to let them stand up.

Most likely, Madam Sun had only allowed Mu Ziyun to get up while deliberately leaving Song Wei kneeling.

Song Wei must have found the kneeling unbearable by now, which was why she had sent Chunhan to plead with her.

Yet, Song Wei's inability to endure the kneeling had nothing to do with her; she should rather be gladdened by the sight.

She had no desire to get involved at all, but Song Wei had instructed Chunhan to bring—

My Seven-Star Precious Saber was a gift from Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms era. How on earth did it become connected to the Zhao family?

Observing the wild imaginations of the audience, Feng Hao was quite content not to bother explaining that this was actually the God of Cookery's exclusive martial art: the Shaolin unique skill, Fiery Cloud Palm.

The children shouted excitedly, running back and forth across the fields and paths of Xiba Village, their expressions a mix of utter bewilderment and thrill. They did not understand what the gushing of this well truly signified; they were simply happy for the sake of happiness, and upon encountering something novel, they always wanted to rush out and spread the news everywhere.

"Sell it? Of course I'll sell it! Give me one hundred million, and it's yours. This price is fair to both child and geezer," Feng Hao grinned like a crafty jackal.

Li Shimin's estimation of Qin was remarkably high, but precisely because of this, Li Shimin listened to Qin's words with extraordinary care, regarding them as nearly flawless. It seemed an insoluble puzzle, yet that single word "nearly" changed everything—this matter was not entirely without a solution.

"The Third Heaven Pastoral has refused to form an alliance with us," Lin Zi said tremblingly. Although he had rehearsed numerous excuses along the way, he was still deeply terrified.

"Why is there no sign of a spiritual artifact? Could it be hidden within this magma?" Staring at the churning, scorching magma ahead, Ji Zilon furrowed his brow.

Analyzing the conditions Sky had stated for Duoer and the little girl to awaken, although Qiu Si had no idea what Mount Tian looked like, if the melting of snow across continuous mountain ranges was triggered, what kind of terrifying scene would such a man-made disaster create?

This made the identity of this Smith Gordon highly suspicious, but the appearance of Müller Dembélé and the others proved that Harvard University indeed had a Professor Smith Gordon, and the man standing right before him was most likely Smith Gordon's twin brother or someone similar.

Ma Ku and Fang Yinhua simultaneously took a step backward, a bone-chilling terror rising within their hearts, their eyes filled with shock and horror.

A fierce and ruthless expression gradually surfaced between Hua Fei's brows. Memories stabbed into her heart like a blade; it was not as though she had never hated, and at this moment, she released all the resentment she had suppressed deep within her heart for years.

Filled entirely with grief and anguish, Bai Ye did not pursue Lin Mei'er. Instead, he walked into the laboratory, donned a sterile gown, and entered the quarantined ward.

Chu Lü stopped in his tracks, his cold gaze sweeping over the few doctors before him one by one.

"For this, I can only say I'm sorry," the doctor replied with a proper, practiced smile. "As for the reason you're asking, you'll probably have to ask Dr. Jian himself." With that, he took his medical chart and left.

"Huh! I cuckolded you? What is this all about?" Xu Yuntian looked at Chang Yuchun in bewilderment and asked.

Everything she was doing now relied solely on drawing from what she had seen her father, Yan Zun, do.

Yu Nuanduan stared dumbfounded at the man, one hand tucked in his pocket while the other was raised, seemingly giving her a thumbs-up. She swallowed hard with a gulp.

I screamed and struggled. But the white paper lantern tied to my hands, which had nowhere to go before, was swung down against the thin man time and time again. Yet it caused not the slightest hindrance to his movements.

"Sister Quran, I've got the video now. I'm going to call the police right away," Yanyan immediately phoned.

"It seems I'm getting the raw end of the deal," Feng Lanyun murmured quietly after Tan Hai finished speaking.

However, that pale-faced man was in a sorry state. Not only was he sent flying by the direct explosion, but his clothes were also blasted into tatters, instantly turning his luxurious garments into beggar's rags.