Volume 1, Chapter 66: His Stubbornness

Incomodou a Princesa Doente e Possessiva, o Ministro Chora Todas as Noites Brisa de damasco 1947 words 2026-08-04 08:11:52

Although being an official is quite arduous—sleeping later than a dog, rising earlier than a chicken, working oneself to the bone while matching wits with all sorts of people—being an aristocrat who collects a salary without doing any work is entirely different.

"However, what about this?" Qing Ning slowly raised her arm, revealing a crescent-shaped scar on her translucent, slender wrist.

"Never mind, let her sweep if she wants to." Before Chu Yun could reply, Yan Chuchu said flatly, then put down the broom and walked into the house.

When Chu Yun woke up again, the first things that met his eyes were pale blue gauze curtains, pale blue bedding, and a pale blue pillow. Terrified, Chu Yun leaped out of the bed and began to inspect his surroundings with utmost vigilance.

"Shut up! Anyone can tell this thing is an antique; how could you possibly hand it over to that rigid archaeologist? That's why I stole it, to let it fulfill its true value. What is wrong with that?" Yituo Shi pointed at Yipaoniao's nose and scolded.

Yet, clearly wanting to prevent him from taking risks, I could do nothing. Just seeing the worried look on his face broke my heart, and tears fell uncontrollably like broken beads, streaming down instantly.

"Perhaps I might even run into her in person... This is getting interesting." Thinking of this, Ren Yi eagerly licked his lips.

"Could it be that His Majesty has been consuming those useless, worthless elixirs all this time?" Raising his voice, Chu Yun asked again.

Even so, Bao Chuchu stubbornly believed that Lan Tianming's accident was inseparable from Lin Yuan.

Later, Ding Qingge agreed to a divorce as well, but he went even further, demanding that she leave with nothing and not take a single penny.

During Lin Yumeng's battle, Han Bing kept his eyes fixed on her movements, quite astonished that she could neutralize that attack. After all, Bai Ling was a martial artist at the mid-stage of Earth Realm, whereas Lin Yumeng was only at the mid-stage of Spirit Realm—a gap of an entire major realm.

He then left Zhang Donghai hanging right there. Wang Haiyang walked over to Chen Jingyang, who hurriedly went to greet her, but Wang Haiyang struck her right away.

"Ha! That good-for-nothing fled, and he ran straight to the Southern Wu Kingdom." Speaking of Wu Jingguang, Wu Jingyang's eyes were filled with utter disdain.

Once the floodwaters receded and the ground dried up, the various troops marched straight toward Zhuolu. A vast sea of humanity tightly surrounded Zhuolu in an impenetrable siege, true to the description: attacked from a hundred directions.

Tong Shuang, Sister Shuang... Lizhu thought to herself as she watched Tong Shuang's back. She was simply too terrifying.

The venomous snake following behind Lin Yumeng cast a sympathetic glance at the military camp and continued on its way, genuinely offering a silent moment of mourning for those people.

Answer: I believe that the measure of success is not how much material wealth one acquires, nor how much power one obtains. To me, success is realizing a green, healthy dream full of positive energy.

For two days, the Yellow Emperor remained unconscious, and everyone anxiously awaited Wu Peng's diagnosis.

Xiao Yunfei raised his head and closed his eyes, letting the spray of water fall upon his face. The ice-cold water helped calm the blazing fire raging in his heart and cleared his increasingly dizzy head.

"Auntie, there's no need to panic. I am someone who excels at reasoning. I'll go outside and reason with them; you and Liu Qing just have a nice chat in the room, and I'll be right in!" Xiao Yunfei said with a smile, completely unconcerned about the people outside. What kind of formidable masters could possibly emerge from these remote mountain ravines?

Lu Jingyan did not answer her directly; instead, he reached out to touch her cheek, picked up a star-gazer pillow from the side, and handed it to her.

"President, I was wrong, please spare me!" Qiu Mingli was stunned by the beating, and upon recovering his senses, he hugged Lu Jingyan's legs and begged bitterly.

A fierce glint flashed across the King of Qin's eyes. Just as he was about to issue a second order, an arrow shot fiercely through the window, piercing straight through the King of Qin's chest.

Unable to restrain himself, he seized her wrists, pinned her beneath him, and lowered his head to kiss her watery lips.

After taking only three steps, Mu Xiaoxiang's body was swept up into someone's arms. Disregarding the gasps of astonishment from the crowd, Ye Canyue strode away holding her.

Jiang Kexin finally understood what was happening amidst her panic. "Jingyan, are you alright?" she wanted to help him, but upon reaching out, she realized she had no idea how to help at all.

"Then I'll grant your wish!" With those words, Lin Zhijie took a step forward, but Steward Lin still held him back tightly.

"Who are you, daring to set fire to our forest?" In the Wangyue Continent, burning down mountains was a grave crime.

Upon receiving such a scolding, Ji Lin'an was utterly dumbfounded. Having gone through great hardships to run back, he had only met with the elderly emperor's reprimand.

"You—how could you possibly possess two Earth-grade divine artifacts?" the second brother-in-law said in disbelief.

"Class is starting!" Without answering, Zheng Wei focused on organizing his materials to prepare for class. Xie Fei smiled, shook his head, and got ready for class as well.

Prince Liu Xing of Great Xia was not merely a prince; he was also the founder and commander of Great Xia's two iron-armies, the Cang and Liang battalions.

Hearing the crisp chime ring in his mind once more, Shuhui Xiaofeng was first startled, and then filled with wild joy.

"Hehe, by the way, I forgot to tell you—actually, this restaurant belongs to the Li family." Turning her head, Li Ling'er flashed a beaming smile at Shen Yun.

Their manuscripts would be sent to the editors, who would proofread and revise them. By afternoon, arrangements would be made for an express delivery spanning eight hundred miles to dispatch the initial drafts.

Without a Dantian, one cannot cultivate spiritual elemental force. Without meridians, one cannot cultivate physical force. Without a soul, one cannot cultivate mental force.

"Big Brother is still suppressed by some inexplicable seal, temporarily unable to coordinate with the outside world, but breaking out is only a matter of time!" the Tiger Demon explained.