Chapter 153: Drinking Tea

Qin Tiangang's evaluation was entirely devoid of any desecration.
"Your Majesty, back in the days of the late Emperor, he once skipped the morning court for three whole days on account of Imperial Noble Consort Zhang!"
Qin Tiangang's words gave Qin Xiao a great start.
From his understanding of the late Emperor, he had always been diligent and devoted to his people. Throughout decades of governance, he had never once neglected state affairs.
To think he could actually abandon court for three whole days because of a concubine...
"Xiaoxiao, when are you going to take me to meet your other friends?" Given that Jiang Yue was still lurking like a tiger eyeing its prey, Jin Guangyan naturally dared only to mutter the second half of his thought inwardly.
"Dinner?" A strange smile surfaced at the corners of Jin Guangyan's lips, his voice so low it sent a chill down one's spine.
Thinking back now, she finally understood why she had felt that inexplicable sense of familiarity upon first meeting Huangfu Xian; why there was a faint medicinal fragrance about him that stirred her nostalgia; why Huangfu Xian knew she disliked garlic; and why he had so naturally called her "Ruor'er" as he left. It turned out that all the reasons were simply this.
Meanwhile, Yan Xiaoxiao felt rather a sense of loss. Was he really this tight-lipped? Fine! What about the visa? The plane tickets? The hotel?
Seeming to comprehend the secret that might be hidden within this cube, she did not hesitate any further with the remaining seals.
Qingrang bowed piously. Yu Zichen watched her, recalling a time when he had heard someone say that people believe in Buddhas and deities because they have desires in their hearts yet nothing to lean on. He stepped forward, knelt beside her, raised the incense above his head, and kowtowed three times.
The Deity Transformation realm allows one to manifest as a divinity in the mortal world, wielding immense power, though it was completely negligible within the Primordial Immortal Realm.
Ruoxin was slightly startled, failing to grasp what Huangfu Xian meant by those words, yet she did not interrupt, simply listening intently.
"Guangyan, Xiaoxiao is a good child, and Mother likes her very much," Madam Jin said in a steady tone, as if merely stating a simple fact.
"Brother Jiang Yue, what happened to him?" Lin Mo asked with intense curiosity, unable to fathom what intersection there could be between Brother Jiang Yue and Xu Yi.
He cast a puzzled glance at Zuo Junlin, who stubbornly turned his head away. With no other choice, he scooped Lu Xia up horizontally and walked back. Lu Xia wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face deep into his chest. He could feel that she was still sobbing. Yan Yuan sighed silently.
At this very moment, Liu Tianhao was still secretly pleased with himself for having persuaded Hua Tuo to enter Xu province. Had he known that this speech of his would result in recruiting yet another talent, he probably would have lost control of himself.
The Vermilion Bird charged forward breathing flames, and he likewise surged ahead, flapping his wings of magical chains, condensing a mass of dark magic in his right hand that collided directly with the Vermilion Bird's flames.
Su Xia did not know. When she called Anthony, who also had not yet returned, she learned only then that Liu Ranwei was with him, and that he was currently at the hospital.
This dark, cool-looking large saber was one he had just redeemed from the system for 5,000 points, named the Crimson Blood Profound Saber.
Pan Lin nearly laughed to death, though from then on she would refer to me as "domestic goods." The company was holding a promotional event, and before it was even time for lunch, she wanted me—this "domestic goods"—to buy several bags of egg tarts for everyone, leaving me no choice but to head into a supermarket.
Yet instead of pulling me out, she had ended up trapping herself within, unable to extricate herself.
Guanyu's gaze abruptly shifted, a beam of light shooting from his phoenix-like eyes—a gaze overflowing with deep reverence and respect.
Behold, the thorns on the rose pierced into her flesh and blood, instantly reducing it to a mangled mess that stained her white shirt red, a sight shocking to behold.
"Is there anything else?" Seeing that he still had plenty of energy, and noticing that Yining looked well-rested and energetic enough for idle fancies, he prepared to go another round, beginning to lightly kiss the side of her neck.
"Sixth Brother, is this the glider you were talking about? Let me have a look." Ximen took the glider and began to study it earnestly.
Although Lin Bixiao had chosen to be honest, she was not foolish. Knowing full well that Guan Muhua cared greatly about the Bi family's prestige and held deep prejudices against the Shen family, she naturally would not mention the fact that Shen Jiaming had been waiting for her.