Chapter 48: Zhan Yunzhou's Scheming

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Having lived two lifetimes, Ye Siran saw a man cry for the very first time. Those crystal-clear, teardrop-like formations chilled her to the very core.
In her past life, she had washed her face with tears when aggrieved and mixed her tears with her meals when sorrowful, yet those who saw her weep only cursed her for bringing bad luck.
In this world, she was the only one who understood that tears harbor both innocent love and excruciating despair.
Tears are the ultimate product of sorrow; tears convey the inner flutter of the heart and profound grief.

Wu Qing pushed Fang Zhongqi away. He stepped back a fraction, only to lean right back in, pressing close to her, bringing his face near to resume their kiss.

So he brought out another set of Chinese checkers. His skills had evidently improved this time, as he managed to win two consecutive games against Cui Liying, putting him in high spirits.

A surge of heat rushed straight up her spine to the Baihui acupoint. Chu Cheng’s pupils suddenly burst with two sharp gleams of light that overflowed from his eyes, condensing like electric arcs yet refusing to dissipate.

Seeing that the burly Pan Jun didn't dare to lay a hand on Li Jingchu, Wu Ming immediately realized that his tablemate was far from ordinary—at least not as easy to bully as she appeared on the surface. Otherwise, rather than running off to complain, Pan Jun would have resorted to physical action.

No matter how selfish and warped the village chief's personality might be, he had, after all, served as chief for over twenty years. A deep-seated obsession prevented him from turning a blind eye to something that would ruin the future of the village.

It seemed that fusing the three seal techniques was simply too far-fetched; given his current strength, it was utterly impossible. To have achieved even a brief, transient moment of fusion was already miraculous, but the price to be paid for it was immense.

Hua Zhiquan had always treated his servants well and never scolded them harshly. He was exceptionally kind to Ye Nu, treating him like a biological brother, saving all the best food and most amusing toys for him, and loving to take him along wherever he went.

Now that Ye Mu possessed an immortal body, he wanted to grant Wang Lili eternal youth as well.

After all, in the realm of cultivation, the price of a single supreme-grade spirit stone was astronomical. Even the tycoons of the cultivation world could not bear to routinely use supreme-grade spirit stones to absorb spiritual energy during ordinary cultivation, reserving them strictly for critical moments.

Now that the matter had passed, it was no longer appropriate for Yang Huaiyin to control the imperial guards of the two bureaus. Following the transition from military garrisons to feudal domains, the army remained the same, but their jurisdiction was no longer so vast.

From within the shattered frost, a ghost instantly burst forth, its bones covered in ice and its skull crowned with a flickering fire of withered despair.

Only a few individuals of low rank occasionally entered through the grand gates, only to vanish from sight shortly afterward.

Ye Qing’s condition today was truly too bizarre. Had the fox and the wolf not still been able to sense her lingering breath of life, they probably would have been frightened out of their wits.

Introductions over and dinner finished, Shengwang took Elizabeth to tidy up the rooms. Su Gu still felt as though something was missing, though he could not quite put his finger on what was wrong.

Outside the Apple Villa District, there were only two maternal and infant supply stores. Their interiors bore virtually no trace of ever having been visited by survivors; the cans of milk powder and packages of diapers on the shelves were covered in a layer of dust, proving that indeed no one had any need for such baby products.

Shen Linxian and Han Yang carried Aihua and sprinted all the way, reaching the parked car in a matter of minutes. Han Yang opened the door, Shen Linxian ducked inside, and Han Yang immediately started the engine and drove away.

Even though they could not find anyone for the moment, there was no need to rush, so they decided to go book their rooms. After all, they had been on the train for quite a while and had not rested well in Kyoto, so they needed a good chance to relax now.

Li Tiantian felt a twinge of reluctance. "The finals are right around the corner, and we've practiced for so long. If I leave, everything will have to be readjusted from scratch. I don't know if there'll be enough time, and it will also affect their futures."

Had they not turned the carriage around immediately, this man would probably have been hauled off to the Eastern Palace by now.

Yet, caught right in the middle of it all, what choices did one really have? There was simply no room to choose; most people were merely trying to scrape together a living.