Chapter 47

"Do not be anxious, My Lady. This old servant will go out and take a look. You have just given birth and must not move around." Nurse Tan pressed her down immediately upon seeing her attempt to rise.

Practicing the calisthenics adapted by Lin Yue was extremely physically demanding. Aside from Ren Yuan, who was still practicing it a second time, everyone else was resting to recover their stamina.

When the first cut was made across her face, Zhou Yao instinctively raised her hands to block it, leaving all the subsequent wounds across the backs of her hands that had shielded her face.

If Chu Xin were to truly unleash her ruthlessness, even he might not be her match, let alone someone like Lanyu Xianyin.

Grandmother wanted to see whether Liu Zhixia could successfully enter officialdom. If he could, the Liu family would gain yet another foundational cornerstone. In that case, the marriage proposal could be revisited.

Indeed, the Chief Commander was entirely right: deep down in Su Han's heart, he had stubbornly refused to believe from beginning to end that his wife had passed away.

Liu Yuxheng sat beside her, smiling with crescent-shaped eyes. The current Fu Yuzheng could truly be said to have undergone a complete rebirth.

If things were as they had inquired, even without him acting as a guide, the path to the Xibo Abyss was likely already engraved in Sheng Chuxin's mind.

Li Su frowned instinctively, fighting hard to suppress the urge to pull her hand back, and continued to offer him a winsome smile.

"I did no such thing!" An Xiaoxiao sprang up from the sofa with a start, and then, as if distancing herself from a deadly virus, instantly retreated three seats away from Gu Chen.

She was naturally endowed with extraordinary beauty, and coupled with appropriate makeup, she was simply dazzling. Liang Yiran would surely be able to shine brilliantly at the class reunion.

Chinna kept searching her memory, wondering when she had ever told him that she did not know what her dream was.

The Silver Surfer crawled up from the ground, regained control of his surfboard to hover in the air, and an expression of anger appeared on his face. Energy surged from the surfboard beneath his feet and gathered into his hands.

"You won't be able to catch a cab here, I'll drive you back." Perhaps because I had learned the truth, Liang Feng's attitude toward me had improved considerably, no longer quite as icy as before.

Furthermore, this matter was Xiao Yunqi's fault to begin with. There was no need for him to offend his wife just to cover for his good buddy, as a wife was, after all, far more important than a brother.

People who had children this old and were married in a city like Deep Sea were mostly precocious products of their time, and for the most part, they were native locals of Deep Sea who had made their fortunes through demolition compensation.

Under the surveillance of satellites from various nations, those unidentified creatures flew toward Earth in swarms. The first to fall victim were the satellites in Earth's orbit; a gentle collision was enough to cause them to burst into balls of fire.

The stunning Gu was actually saying that as long as she didn't weigh more than a tractor, he could lift her up—wasn't that just another way of saying: "No matter how much you weigh, I can lift you"?

They were already divorced, and everyone in the family knew how difficult it was for her to conceive. To remarry would not only heap pressure onto Situ Jingliang, but onto her as well.

Dongfang Chen approached the bedside, gazing at the "Yun Jingshu" lying there with a gloomy expression, his dark eyes churning with a violent emotion deep down that would chill anyone to the bone.

It really was because of Ji Wei! If they didn't sever this marital alliance and draw a complete line with the Ji family, Xie Qi could forget about ever entering officialdom.

Even if it was awkward for sisters-in-law to add to the bridal dowry, there was still a layer of cousinship between them. According to customary social conventions, she ought to come and offer gifts of congratulation.

That was fine too; it kept those two families from being too embarrassed. However, it also meant she had an extra pair of eyes watching her every move, which left her feeling rather depressed.

"You should go check on Lang Hao instead; I'm not the one with the problem." To be honest, Song Yu had mixed feelings—how should she put it?—she was somewhat reluctant to get close to these energetic youths because their aggressiveness was simply too strong. It was an ideological aggression.

Murong Qingwan felt a stream of warm liquid glide past the rim of the cup into her mouth, moistening her parched throat and bringing a trace of refreshing comfort, while a large, warm hand gently stroked her spine to help steady her breathing.

"I need a few Gu worms. What do you have here? Let me hear your list first, and then I will decide which ones to take." Yun Jingchu did not get straight to the point, choosing instead to take a roundabout approach.

Feng Ruhuang could hear the despondency in DuyU's words. Perhaps he was thinking how wonderful it would be if he were the one who could make Bai Mengyao give up on the Demon Realm, but the reality was that she had given up precisely because of him.

Madame Yu's lips remained curved upward as she spoke, and her voice carried no trace of sorrow, delivering the account in a calm and detached manner. For some reason, hearing this left Yijing feeling as though a bowl of bitter medicine had been poured directly into her heart, leaving an overwhelming and unshakeable bitterness.

The Ghost Emperor wore a look of utter shock. He had never expected that the human captured here not only failed to do any work for him, but judging by the current situation, his own workload was likely going to increase instead.

Ever since the incident last night, the rumor that Li Run's talismans could ward off evil ghosts had spread throughout the entire police station.

She wanted to lift the Second Prince up into her arms, but the surrounding crowd was packed tightly together, with people continually cheering loudly for the "Second Prince," making it impossible for her to even raise her arms.

Immediately thereafter, under the gaze of the crowd, Gu Jiang crossed his arms and walked expressionlessly across the wooden bridge toward the island in the center of the lake.

Li Run frowned in displeasure. He had no desire to waste time here because he still wanted to go eat roast chicken and drink beer. Although the Ghost Emperor had prepared all sorts of snacks for him in the ghost realm, none of them included beer, which left him quite depressed. Thus, he needed to hurry off to get his beer.

However, the hatred filling Qian Rong's entire being gave her a fierce tenacity when facing her opponent.

A middle-aged man wearing blue velvet pajamas and gold-rimmed glasses was smoking a cigar, with his legs propped up on the coffee table, looking thoroughly carefree.

Yet why was this happening? She had not gone out of her way to cause trouble for them like the original host did; why did things still turn out this way?

No wonder the original host in her past life had been so infatuated with him, willing to stay by his side despite being reviled—she really did possess a hint of protagonist halo after all.

The magnetic levitation sports car stopped outside the mountain wooden cabin, and the middle-aged man with a center parting along with Xie Wan'er were already outside waiting to welcome the incoming reinforcement. Since this was someone sent by the royal kingdom, they had to show the utmost respect.