Volume 1 Chapter 59: Does it hurt?

That she hated me was something I didn't find strange at all, but that she could like me was truly a bit hard to accept.

After seeing off Wei Zi'ang, Qing Miyan personally led men to escort Qin Miaoqiu back to his aunt's residence, and spoke with her about Wei Zi'ang.

Xia Xiaoxiao hurriedly sat up and pulled her clothes together. Only halfway through the movement did she realize her reaction seemed a bit overexaggerated. Beigong Yu was sitting by the bedside, still staring right at her. Her sash was not yet tied, so she withdrew her hand and sat quietly.

According to the telepathic transmission records of heavenly cultivators fortunate enough to reach the Snow Moon Continent, the Snow Moon Continent was a land of extreme cold, yet extraordinarily rich in spiritual energy, though the air was so thin that it was practically difficult to breathe.

A subtle, lingering thread of emotion stirred in the depths of Mo Junye's heart. He stepped forward and lifted her chin.

"Can't we just do it quietly? The Prince of Changsha is no outsider either. If this had happened anywhere else, I wouldn't agree, but the Princess Consort and I have spent so many years together. She will definitely help us keep this secret," Madam Yin said instead.

When Mu Xiaohe learned that Mu Tang was subjecting me to domestic violence, she merely offered a few half-hearted, toothless scoldings to Mu Tang.

"I..." A trace of awkwardness flashed across Shen Yating's face, leaving her momentarily at a loss for words.

Without waiting for his reply, Xia Xiaoxiao declared it a sale, had Lianying pay the silver, tucked the hat into her arms, and blithely resumed her stroll through the market.

Just as I was dozing off, I felt Yang Dong stir. I grabbed the teapot from the coffee table, opened my eyes, and smashed the teapot heavily against his head.

"President Qian, it must be you who has come down with senile dementia." A familiar yet strange voice echoed from outside the door.

Before the astonished crowd could even react, the seas of fire in the sky cascaded down, targeting precisely the mountain peak pointed out by Ye Xiaofeng.

The projectile Jiang Nan fired wasn't a real bullet, yet the man who had thrown the grenade still felt a sharp pang of pain.

Especially when seeing the "Gangplank" continually attacking the Dream Team's "Sion," inflicting such heavy damage upon the Dream Team's only remaining second hero, it felt as though the North Korean team was basically just as strong as the Dream Team, and defeating them would be extremely difficult.

Recalling the earnest and heartfelt words spoken by the Emperor of Qin before his departure, Liang Zheng had a massive headache. If he expected to persuade Jiang Hai to serve the empire, judging by Jiang Hai's past behavior, that was nothing short of wishful thinking. He was a free-spirited person who despised restraints—how could he ever enter the imperial court? Besides, he still held the title of an Enforcer.

Before this, her mother Qiao Ying had already told her that after the ancestor worship ceremony, Zhao Feng would leave for the battlefield, while they would return to Jiangdong.

"Understood!" Hearing Zhuge Liang's tone, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu both wore stern expressions as they acknowledged the order and turned around.

However, in the near future, this incident would undoubtedly become the laughingstock people shared over their tea and leisure.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he let the cool evening breeze blow in from the window while gazing at the dazzling, shimmering streetscapes of Longcheng City.

He had certainly heard of the feud between the two families. Just as rumors said, Han Qixian was a guy who excessively doted on his younger sister and possessed no concept of the bigger picture whatsoever.

Yan Zhuo meticulously counted the things she wanted to eat, obediently letting Mo Hanheng hold her hand as they walked, chattering away incessantly.

Perhaps at first it was simply because she found Yan Zhuo good-looking, but during the period of military training, Su Qingzhi witnessed Yan Zhuo's excellence and was gradually drawn to her.

A muffled grunt sounded, and the churning fog rose and fell like turbulent waves, rippling out in successive layers.

Upon hearing the man's name, Amy, who was sitting beside Remus, froze for two silent seconds, then quietly withdrew her gaze, lowering her head to stare at the shadow beneath her feet in total silence.

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Mo Hanheng dismissed it. Those people had cleaned up their traces too thoroughly; it was impossible for anyone to have tracked them here.

Yi Ran's smile was far too spine-chilling, sending a cold shiver straight up from the bottom of Rong Li's heart. He wondered inwardly: This feeling is strangely familiar.

Luo San's flurry of concerned greetings left Shiyang somewhat flustered. She let the maid wet a handkerchief to wipe her face, and seeing that she hadn't changed out of her clothes yet, the girl hurriedly dashed off to have hot water prepared so she could bathe.

One had to know that energy imposed massive constraints on Wang Rui; most of the time, his energy was stretched to the limit and severely deficient. If he could continuously absorb energy from these wild medicinal herbs, that would simply be wonderful.

Even more unexpectedly, the moment the word "demand" fell from the lips of the newcomer, Rong Li suddenly smiled, a playful hint of mischief piercing through his three parts of wickedness.

She leaned close to Shen Qingrui and whispered something in his ear. Shen Qingrui frowned and glanced toward the glass of Luo Fan's office.

Seeing her son in such distress, Han Jinyu's heart softened. Just as she was about to nurse him, she was stopped by Qi Ruize.

"Could it be that you never loved me back then? Why haven't you ever come to look for us all these years? Or did you have some unspeakable hardship?" Zhao's heart was likewise filled with many doubts and confusions, and she wanted to ask that heartless man face-to-face—the man she still loved deeply to this day.

I walked back. Returning to the inn, I gave the innkeeper ten steamed buns, and she was very pleased.

"Boss, how did we end up here?" Song Wei's driver woke up in a daze and stepped out of the vehicle to ask.

Chang Yi turned around, briskly stripped off his shirt, and bared his entire back.

"There's no helping it now. In times of emergency, one must act according to expediency, and besides, no one else knows." In the end, having no other choice, Lu Yu could only silently comfort himself this way.

Even so, that could not serve as an excuse for her to recklessly violate the rules. He pulled up the previous surveillance footage; if her behavior was truly too excessive, punishments must be strictly enforced.

Jiang Yu looked around the room, clearly sensing the current disturbance. The ghostly green flames that had been leaping about, along with the phantom figures that had already materialized, all vanished entirely at this moment.