Chapter 48: Unreliable
Year 28 of the Wenhe Era, Great Qian Dynasty.
Ping’an Town.
“Ahhh—”
“I can’t live anymore!”
The cries were deafening.
Boxes upon boxes of gold, silver, and jewels were carried away, and their hearts felt as if being cut again and again.
Zhao De and his wife clung to each other, faces streaked with tears, shrinking back against the looming swords and knives, occasionally letting out anguished wails.
Village Chief Fang stood by the door, brows furrowed in worry, sharing their distress.
Since she was five or six years old, Li Qianqian had been riding horses, and her horsemanship could only be described as masterful.
As the two stood guard, Gu Xi began the introductions. Once finished, music played. Watching the dance moves of the two performers and feeling the atmosphere reach a fever pitch, he couldn’t help but admire their professionalism—each step was impeccable and endlessly captivating.
Many suddenly realized that when Teacher Zhu announced the results, she started from second place, never mentioning the first, as if it were shrouded in mystery.
***
Li Yuan was a proud man; he wouldn’t deign to speak even half a word to those he looked down upon.
Upon hearing this, Su Wushuang pushed Gu Xi away in disbelief. She looked at the peacefully sleeping man, lips trembling slightly, wanting to call out but finding no words, only able to whisper “Father.”
The virtuous consort said she was tired and finally let her go, imposing no severe punishment—only requiring her to copy the lessons learned these past days ten times over and submit them for the consort’s review.
“Princess, your words… why do they sound so wrong to me?” Cang Shu finally sensed something was amiss. The princess’s words increasingly sounded like a farewell; the feeling grew stronger with each passing moment.
Moreover, over the past three years, he had abused his power for personal gain and formed alliances with influential figures within the clan. If Xu Chuan were to return, all the privileges he had acquired would vanish, and his misdeeds would surely be exposed.
Qin Jinyu had indeed been taken inside. Yet what greeted him was not the sight of Zongzheng Lingyun weakly lying in bed, nor was there a strong scent of medicinal herbs in the room.
A beauty smiled, leaving the villagers stunned. The cold, aloof, and noble aura that had frightened them moments before vanished, and the atmosphere instantly warmed.
Back then, her fourth brother once lost a bet of fifteen taels of silver and nearly faced their father’s wrath.
Zhou Yingxue probably thought that with Yu Cheng present, the employees wouldn’t remain calm. So she grabbed the takeout from the table and took Yu Cheng to the tea room.
Duan Haoxuan had come to the hospital with Tang Yi but stayed downstairs waiting for her.
Yet she knew this was not the time to retreat. Even if she couldn’t win, what did it matter?
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The first part of the statement distanced itself, blaming the misunderstanding on the fans, but what followed was clearly an attempt to stir controversy and incite conflict.
The hot air balloon carried some simple hemostatic medicine. Fang Ce had the habit of preparing basic common medicines everywhere since they might be needed at any moment.
Upon hearing this, the students’ spirits immediately dampened. Each of them looked like a frost-bitten eggplant, bowing their heads to resume the exam.
Jewelry was also set aside, intended for Zhou Lijun to select before placing it into the system to be sent home as gifts for their mother and elder sister-in-law.
Thus, groups of two or three banded together to fight, and after fifteen minutes, they finally defeated a scorpion.
Later, when the orphanage was rebuilt, the director and her mother never mentioned the great fire in front of the children, and gradually, they forgot about it.
An Yuqing was immersed in her music. Unintentionally raising her head to see the bright yellow-clad man at the center of the hall, a thunderous shock struck her like a bolt from the blue, disbelief shining in her eyes. Then, a sudden thud echoed through the hall as a string on her instrument snapped unexpectedly.
“Lan’er, I heard you’ve been sleeping until now?” A deep, somewhat hoarse voice came, tinged with a trace of weariness.