Volume 1, Chapter 28: I Cannot Give You the Jade Pendant

After speaking, she lifted her head and gazed intently into Xu Jinlang’s eyes, fearful of catching even a flicker of disgust or disdain. Fortunately, seeing his calm expression, she exhaled in relief.

His own gaze, however, followed An Ruoran’s movements against his will; this was an outcome he had never anticipated.

Most people often link marriage with happiness, yet few connect it with genuine affection. Why? Because happiness is not difficult to come by, but affection is a luxury.

They did not react much, though Luo Tianyi paused in thought upon hearing the name Su Nan. A moment later, she stepped out of the waiting room, pulled out her phone, and, as if having reached a firm decision, dialed a number.

Seeing the sky gradually darken with no return call from Ye Hansheng, Song Fang remained deeply anxious. I had the maid prepare some sweet eggs, but she wouldn’t eat them. In truth, I was quite worried myself; I truly wondered what could have happened.

Bai Ying bit her delicate lower lip, her face a mask of conflict. This expression betrayed her thoughts—she indeed wanted to do it, but she also knew that doing so would be tantamount to suicide.

She suddenly realized that this was no virtual simulation, nor was it training with an instructor. This was real warfare. She had only one life; once she fell, it would be over.

The cube moved slowly. As it reached the opening above the new spacecraft’s cabin, the conduits were detached one by one, and the various functions of the old ship began to shut down.

I never intended to let Chen Jie off from the very beginning, but when Ye Hansheng spoke of Yezi, I found my resolve wavering.

Du Ruo felt as if a heavy stone were pressing against her chest. How could he be like this? Even at a time like this, all he could think of was her and the child.

"An on-site inspection of the clock tower?" It must be to investigate the cause of the damage and the casualties. In that instant, Liuxing sensed Xia Er’s intentions.

"Huh? You mean these people are only a fraction of the total?" Xu Hui’s head immediately began to ache.

Driving his car, Wang Zeping contemplated his plans, thinking that he would surely gain many benefits from this process. It was far better than struggling alone, and he really needed to study carefully exactly how to proceed.

By chance, Wang Zeping spotted Miao Yu climbing into a car that appeared quite expensive.

Jun Zimo took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to drag them all out and execute them. With the common people watching, he could not afford to lose his composure.

However, that thought had barely surfaced in her mind for a few seconds before she couldn't help but scoff at her own foolishness.

Qin Yilai nodded with a faint smile. After A-Lin left, she followed the direction of the lingering zither music and entered a room.

They still clearly remembered that half a month ago, a car had been forced off the mountain road by Qin Ying; in the end, not even the bodies were recovered, and the entire vehicle had been reduced to a heap of scrap metal.

"Shaji, what is this?" Liuxing stared blankly at Shaji’s attire for a long moment before finally finding his voice.

The two Heavenly-rank experts from the Qianye family who had been trying to pull Qianye Lian back were standing nearby. They immediately lunged forward, hoping to catch him before he hit the ground.

This chess score was a compilation of the moves she and Jiang Yue had played over the past few days. When not playing, they would gather to discuss and analyze, often finding that as bystanders, they could perceive the brilliance of moves they had made instinctively during the heat of the game.

Though he was in the prime of his youth, heaven has unpredictable storms and people have unpredictable fortunes. Lan Xi simply wanted more security for the latter half of her life, and even more so, to bring greater benefits to the Lan family.

By now, Kuang Sheng no longer paid any heed to the others, pulling Sha Xiang a long distance away until they stopped at a restaurant.

"It’s nothing! Nothing at all!" Li Tian hurriedly straightened his expression, struggling to look serious. Shen Feng usually didn't stand on ceremony, but he was his uncle-master in name, and Li Tian dared not be too presumptuous. Though he longed to tease Shen Feng, he could only keep those thoughts to himself.

Ten days later, the Emperor and the Mo Emperor met at Jishui City. With the boundary set twenty miles outside the city, the borders were redrawn, and peace was restored to the realm.

Lan Xi’s face flushed crimson again, inwardly blaming herself for being so weak. What was wrong with her today? With her level of cultivation, she shouldn't be so shy or flustered.

"Evening meal?" Wasn't it a bit early for dinner? The palace usually served dinner at seven. It was only six-thirty. Lan Xi hesitated slightly, assuming the Emperor had ordered it early fearing she might be hungry, so she stopped overthinking it.

Xuan Zheng stared tensely behind them without saying a word. Su Fei’s forehead was beaded with sweat, his teeth clenched tight, his eyes fixed, and his tightly balled fists occasionally loosening only to fumble at the sweat on his palms.

These words managed to soothe Old Di’s anger somewhat, especially the mention of the "Divine Smoke" at the end, which left him filled with great anticipation.

Wei Qingqing gazed at the scene before her, and two lines of poetry surfaced in her mind: "The beaded curtain and silk canopy hide the delicate butterfly, while the precious lamp casts shadows of flowers as she pushes her lover away."

Wei Qingqing was finally able to leave the palace and return home, and the heart of Empress Dowager Xiaoduan, which had been hanging by a thread, finally settled back into place.

Consort Liu had expected Ji Yu to show at least some surprise upon seeing the spirit cat, but she hadn't expected him to remain as unmoved as if Mount Tai were collapsing before his very eyes.

Xia Fan was a second-generation wealthy heir who should have been the successor of the Xia family, but for now, he was temporarily down on his luck.

"I won't allow splicing at the corners; it must be carved from a single piece of wood. These people don't want to do it. If it’s spliced, the furniture won't be strong, and problems will arise in a few years," Cang Hai explained.

"You won't get past me." A monk roared, breaking free from the soldiers and charging toward Huo Lanyuan.

Lu Wenhou watched the fleeing Wu Anguo, his lips curling upward like a cruel beast eyeing an injured prey.

For ordinary people, a visit from the county magistrate would be a grand event; any other family would have been cheering and jumping with joy at the news.

As a flash of bright red crossed his throat, the internal energy throughout his body came to a sudden halt, and his twin blades hit the floor with a harsh, jarring clang.