Volume 1, Chapter 36: The Princess's Unexpected Visit

Qiao Xianglan froze for a few seconds, her mind racing.
Li Yao was the daughter of a scholar, yet she too had married into the Song family. As sisters-in-law, when she looked at it that way, it seemed they were indeed much the same.
He took a gentle sip. As the liquid touched the tip of his tongue, the fragrance spread instantly, filling his entire palate before sliding down his throat into his stomach. A warm, pleasant sensation bloomed within, and the refreshing aroma left him feeling invigorated.
"It's 7:30! Let's go grab a bite to eat, and then we set off. Delay may lead to complications," I said with a nod.
"So, your name is Yu Xiaoguang, is it? You claimed that because you could kill them, they had to keep their mouths shut. But now, I tell you that I can kill you just as easily, and you, too, must submit to my will." A cold voice descended from the air.
Su Huai and Lu Qingfeng followed Xue Shan back into the cave, while Xue Jun walked to the edge of the cliff, drew his long sword, and stood guard over the suspension bridge for Lu Qingfeng.
Seeing Nan Feng storming through the gates, Li Shangqin emerged from the main hall accompanied by Li Chaozong. When the two sides met, there was no anger or cursing; both were smiling.
Although every sect present had a designated canopy, not every sect was recruiting disciples. Some refused to take anyone at all, chasing away anyone who approached without even giving them a chance to speak.
Unable to think of a better solution for the time being, he decided to tackle the immediate problems first, like a man forced to deal with the lice on his head before anything else.
This man was none other than Shirley's father, the current head of the Violet family and Chancellor of the Toronto Empire—Meijieluo Violet.
A-Di likely mistook the fat man's kick for his first move. Seeing his belly exposed and vulnerable, he hurriedly kicked out, rolled over, and dropped back onto his stomach.
Meng Li pressed the doorbell. A moment later, a thin, middle-aged man of about fifty opened the door. "Mayor Zhang," Meng Li greeted him.
Once a person turns cowardly in the face of love, they easily become consumed by gains and losses. This was exactly the case with Helian Xuan; having hit the iron wall that was Leng Yan, she began to subconsciously push Hua Yingzhe away. No matter how well he treated her, or how much her friends and family tried to persuade her, she simply could not get past that mental hurdle.
The hand that had been stroking the top of her head slid down to pinch her soft, supple cheek before pulling back, satisfied.
The apocalyptic catastrophes seen in Hollywood sci-fi films would surely pale in comparison to the scene unfolding before them.
"Alright, get up!" Granny Liu glanced at the shivering Su Yunda and sighed.
"Xia'er, you..." Auntie Su looked at Su Bansia in astonishment, then at the braised pork in her hands.
Before long, the doctor and nurse arrived. After a brief explanation of the situation, they wheeled Pang Yueban away for an examination.
Su Linghan watched him, noting that even his gesture of drinking tea was imbued with a charming elegance and a sense of nobility.
He Zhijun and his two colleagues had even exported all the recent data from the toll machines, checking them one by one and investigating every lead. Yet, despite working overtime for two days straight, they still came up empty-handed.
From now on, the burdens of the Prince of Shuo's estate would fall upon his shoulders. It would surely be arduous, but it was He Xuan's duty, and whether it brought hardship or exhaustion, he would have to shoulder it.
Qian Xining lowered her head and picked up the piece of paper that had fallen to the floor. When she opened it to look, she was instantly dumbfounded.
However, the Noxians were no pushovers. They thrust their spears at the leaping Liu Meng, leaving several wounds on his back.
Gu Cheng had set the target for this project to produce initial results by early 2008, which showed just how difficult it was.