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Given Ivy’s constitution, nothing short of being burned to ash is considered serious. After much deliberation, the old man concluded that this illness fit: on one hand, for a plant-based spirit, an ultraviolet allergy means the inability to photosynthesize, which is dire; on the other hand, he was capable of curing it.

Gu Panda frowned. Although he knew the teacher meant no harm and was merely speaking plainly, what a biology teacher could deduce, others could certainly figure out as well.

Xia Yuruo had approached the King about borrowing troops, but the King, having formed a marital alliance with Prince Chen’s faction, was unwilling and kicked the responsibility to Xu Luofei. Xu Luofei refused Xia Yuruo without a second thought; after all, having once been thrown into prison by Yan Yiting, how could he possibly agree to lend him soldiers?

"Then come and take a look. Are these the bamboo-patterned satins you spoke of?" the Empress Dowager asked, her face darkening.

Before leaving the palace, Yan Haoyu waved his hand, "Imperial Brother! Remember my two jars of Plum Blossom Brew!" Yet, as he turned away, a bitterness surfaced on his face.

Chen Sijin felt a bitterness in her mouth; as she swallowed the porridge, it felt as though her entire throat had been pricked by needles. She pushed away Yang Tianyi’s hand, signaling that she did not want to eat anymore.

"Hey, you groom-to-be standing down there, do I look good or not?" Zi'er shouted down to the person below.

Shangguan Qianyu suppressed the shock filling her heart and turned around gently. Her expression was indifferent, the cold light in her almond-shaped eyes slightly veiled, and the faint smile on her floral lips carried a biting, sarcastic edge.

The man’s heart shuddered violently. He reached out to grip her chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips, silencing her, preventing her from struggling, as if he intended to consume her bones and all, wild and intense.

"Waa, waa, food, food~" The baby began to cry. Sister-in-law Chunhua walked out, soothing him as she went.

"Wenwen, how could you be rough with your brother’s savior?" When that all-too-familiar voice reached Wang Xuanwen’s ears, she could no longer hold back her tears, burying herself in Wang Xuanlong’s embrace and weeping loudly.

Though reluctant, Xu Jing still explained the situation to Sui Tianquan before entering the auction house. Sui Tianquan had never been clear about Xu Jing’s medicine purchases, and while he had heard many rumors outside, this was the first time he had heard that Xu Jing had such a sister.

Most of these photos were taken by customers or passersby through the windows of a hot pot restaurant, showing the couple inside, while a few were of Xie Jingyong buying skewers for Pei Shi.

Luo Hao’s voice fell, and the entire venue went silent. Everyone’s gaze was drawn to the dragon-headed sword, their breathing growing heavy.

As the giant hand continued to descend, the surrounding pressure was scattered, and the trapped group led by the enchantress let out a long sigh of relief.

"My Lord." Hearing his call, Qi Yu emerged from behind the curtains, looking at him with shy timidity.

"The fact that they don't like you is their business; it is enough that I like you!" Fei Liangyan said, looking firmly at Shi Yi.

"Is what you said... true?" At this moment, Wang Xuanlong emerged from the room, staring directly at Chen Zihi as he asked coldly.

"Yes. You have completely changed; you are no longer the Xiao Menglou I once knew," Ye Liaosha said in a hoarse, sorrowful voice.

Feng Yunfeng paused. He knew well that the chances of survival today were slim, so he steeled his heart; he needed to divert Cui Feng’s attention toward others.

Suddenly, Han Luo focused his mind and unleashed his sword realm. Years ago, it was with this very realm that he had gained the recognition of the Zhuxian sword.

However, being exiled three thousand miles away—whether one could survive there was uncertain, yet it was at least a life spared.

When the stinging sensation came from his abdomen, Khasarov finally understood what had happened. It turned out that the spear-like spirit beast he thought he had dodged had pierced his body at some point; the immense kinetic energy carried his body backward, slamming him against the stone ceiling of the ruins.

Zhao Fuxin never imagined that these two had come for the Fish-Gut Sword. He and Ouyang Feng stood guard simultaneously. Zhao Fuxin lacked experience in the martial world and was startled by the old man’s words, instinctively stepping back, but Ouyang Feng braced him from behind; retreating now would be too damaging to their momentum.

Suddenly, an extremely faint sound came from the window, and then all was quiet again. Yet, that single sound was enough for Ling Su to snap her eyes open.

"The security at Aletheia Academy is very tight; there’s no way for a man to sneak in," Claire said, looking at the city walls right before them.

Ma Lanhua had originally intended to abuse her power, giving Prince Duan a chance for intimacy and allowing herself to personally handle this formidable political rival... To use a beauty trap to such an extent, Prime Minister Ma Lanhua could be considered the greatest in history. Unfortunately, this "greatest scheme" was ruined by someone else for no reason.

Although Qing Qiudie was disappointed, she felt it was a great honor to accompany Master Duan to the famous Murong Night Banquet, even if only as a relative of the Murong family. It was evident that holding a night banquet at the Murong household was no small feat—it wasn't just about the food, but the prestige.

Once these words were spoken, it wasn't just Cheng Xin who stood stunned; everyone else had the expression of someone who doubted they had heard correctly or clearly.

The gate of the prison was not locked, and all the slaves were outside. As long as Lin Mu could buy five minutes for Yu Xiang'er, she could dash into the dark alleyway and have a chance to escape successfully.

The habitually lascivious Zhouzhou, while teasing his own abs with his fingers, strode toward Chen Qingfan with his long legs.

Su Zhou walked back downstairs, and sure enough, he heard the constant "ping-pong" sound from the staircase.

My gaze fell on Xia Nan’s wrist. She was wearing a large watch; perhaps because I was particularly attentive, I could vaguely see a scar beneath it. Had she really committed suicide by slitting her wrists? I looked up again at Xia Nan’s beautiful face. Did she love Li Yi that much? Could she commit suicide for him?

The man holding the electric baton signaled, and the other two men immediately helped Ding Chentai up, letting him recover on the side, while the man on the other side immediately contacted Xiao Heng.

"Change your clothes, shall we go out to eat?!" Shangguan Mo said to Murong Xue, who was watching television.

Captain Zhou had just said that I would certainly find a way to catch Tang Yandai, but given my abilities, that was undoubtedly a fantasy.