Thirty-five poems

For a fleeting moment, Su Lingyu felt as if Qingzhi had been possessed by Old Madam Ye, filled with boundless enthusiasm for the prospect of marriage.

Regardless of the relationship between the Master of the Yin Family Fortress and Yun Liancheng, as long as the fortress remained secure for the time being, Yun Liancheng was unlikely to make a personal appearance.

"How are you adjusting to school life?" Although Jiang Yao had only been at school for a single day, Lu Xingzhi had been worrying all night long.

Even though it was a sham marriage, the blessings he heard from Jing Yiren made Yue Feng feel terribly pained.

"If anyone gives you a hard time tomorrow, don't be polite. Retaliate with everything you've got—even if you make them cry, it doesn't matter." Thinking of those who were casting doubt, Lu Xingzhi knew without guessing that those people would be wide-eyed tomorrow night, scouring for any mistake Jiang Yao might make.

Yet now that both of her sons were fond of her, she feared that being too harsh would only make them resent her more. Overwhelmed by this thought, she felt a surge of grievance, crouched on the ground, and began to sob. The heavy makeup on her face was instantly ruined, streaking black and white like a painter's palette.

Seeing the doctor’s expression grow increasingly grave, Na Baichuan’s heart leaped into his throat, his hands slick with nervous sweat.

Upon hearing Gu Qiaowei’s address of "Senior Brother," Hua Rong cast a cold glance over. When he saw the expression on Zhong Li’s face at that very moment, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

Just as she had met people she loved, like Aunt Qin and Tian Zhu, she would inevitably encounter those she despised.

Back home, Duoduo first washed the glutinous rice and set it to soak, then cleaned the zongzi leaves and red dates, leaving them to drain.

This movement made the startled black horse even more frantic; it bucked a few times in place before charging madly forward.

Stories are often filled with tragic villains who, due to a single lapse in judgment, are forced to walk a path of no return. He had no intention of becoming such a person, spending the rest of his life fleeing arrest warrants and hiding in the mountains, living in perpetual terror.

Niu Dabao did not understand why his father had made his younger sister kneel, what she and their mother were talking about, or why their mother was crying.

Now that his brother-in-law was starting a new venture, he seized the opportunity to pedal a pedicab, picking up passengers to earn a little hard-earned money.

Otherwise, this matter might currently be nothing more than a thorn in the son-in-law's heart; if left unextracted for too long, it could fester and rot, and by then, even the gods would be unable to save it.

Liu Cui'e had recently lost her job; at home, she was constantly bossed around, faced with endless chores and ceaseless scolding.

Nakano Osamu looked at Sakata Hiroshi in astonishment. Such information was unknown even to him, the chief of the Special Investigation Division; how could Sakata possibly be aware of it?

Hua Yao ate with great delight. In this weather, a sip of fresh, savory noodle soup was incredibly kind to the taste buds.

Zhang Yi understood what Mr. Wu meant and hesitated for a long time. Senior Brother Huang Qiu had created the Dragon-Slaying Technique but never once had the chance to use it in his lifetime; it must have been his greatest regret. If someone could inherit his mastery of chess, he would surely be overjoyed.

Wang Dashan pulled Lang Bing toward the riverbank. "Enough, the military doctor has talked about this plenty; stop worrying needlessly." After washing their hands and faces, they felt a refreshing coolness and, like the soldiers, retreated into the shade of the trees. No sooner had they reached the shade than they heard splashing sounds—the soldiers were already diving into the water.

Just as Long Xing was preparing to lead his men to begin remodeling the base, Wang Bin on the Tianma Administrative Planet happened to hang up his communication with Li Yunfei.

"When is the order required for delivery?" Su Kuang immediately analyzed the most critical issue: production capacity.

"Do you want me to throw you into the pool?" Zheng Xiuyan’s face darkened, her voice cold and indifferent.

Taibai Jinxing stroked his beard and smiled, appearing to be in a very good mood—this benevolent old man of the Heavenly Court always seemed to wear a cheerful expression wherever he went; one might guess he practiced the philosophy that harmony brings wealth.

The sperm whale was full of momentum and possessed a terrifying bite force. Tang Hai dared to say that among all existing sperm whales, his "Hydrocephalus" was definitely the top combatant.

During training, Saiya continuously transmitted various operational essentials and tactical data to Kawasaki Toshihiko via brainwaves, then had him pilot the warship independently. After several weeks, the high-intensity training left Kawasaki exhausted, but for the honor of his family, he was determined to persevere.

In particular, Liu Shahu's central army was subjected to a volley of arrows from divine archers. The personal guards who shielded Liu Shahu suffered heavy casualties; these were the best of the best, yet a large number fell before the two sides had even engaged. Liu Shahu felt extreme heartache. Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, he could not dodge the rain of arrows aimed specifically at him, and his left arm was struck.

Amidst a malfunction, the Kunpeng moved eerily toward the main gate. Everyone held their breath, as if they had witnessed some horrifying sight.

When she said this, her eyes were clearly curved in a smile, but it felt incredibly chilling to those who heard it, as if her narrowed gaze could see through everything at any moment.

After all, there were many who wanted her dead at this time. A person of high status does not stand under a dangerous eaves; Sheng Weiqiao would never relax her vigilance regarding her own safety.

Su Zhinian and Qiao Qin had no children of their own and had no intention of changing that in the future. Everything belonging to the Su family would eventually have to be handed over to A-Xiao.

The next moment, Helan Yao used her hand as a blade, pressing it against Long Shaoiyan’s throat. "I’ve never heard you mention this before. How do you explain that?" She had been curious as to why Long Shaoiyan was so insistent on coming to Wu County; it turned out there was a reason hidden beneath it. But was Long Shaoiyan wary of her in the past?