Volume 1, Chapter 24: Sense of Smell, Sense of Taste!

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Shao Xun Ou frowned slightly, looking at the refined and delicate man before him with a sneer. So, he was just someone who knew how to take advantage of the situation to extort others.

I was being tortured by boundless, unending pain, as if I had been forced to drink poison in a past life, lingering on the edge of death... Two hours had passed, and the midwife was shouting for me to push, but I was already exhausted, able only to hold a ginseng slice in my mouth to keep going. No matter how much it hurt, there was only one conviction in my heart: to give birth to the child.

Su Momo had always judged whether she liked something based on her own willpower, not on whether it was easy to do. Therefore, regardless of whether the matters of his company were easy or difficult, it was all the same to her.

Gone was his usual grace, as gentle as a spring breeze; his face and body were covered in wounds. Yet, upon seeing her enter, he still stood up with excitement.

The army of the State of Wu set up camp two or three miles from the South and West gates. Following the formation of the Beiping army, they arranged their camp in a line, facing the Beiping army across the city of Zheng.

However, perhaps because it was crafted from immortal lingzhi herbs, this avatar of Miao Zeshan appeared even more wretched, and it exuded a foul, rotten medicinal stench.

"Exactly! Who cares about the State of Wu or Southern Yue? In two years, the State of Wu might even be conquered by the State of Beiping! It doesn't matter; as long as there’s food to eat and a stable life to live, it doesn't matter if it’s Wu, Southern Yue, or Beiping—anywhere will do!" Li Erhuai chewed his steamed bun loudly and happily, speaking with utter indifference.

Behind them were thousands of experts, all at the Origin God level; such a formation was truly formidable.

I looked up, curious, to examine the murals on the palace walls. The figures in the paintings were vivid and colorful, depicting both Turks and Han people, as if telling one splendid and varied story after another.

Qi Ai flew back from abroad specifically to find Gu Yi. She refused to believe she couldn't destroy Gu Yi’s marriage. As long as Gu Yi got a divorce, she would find a way to step in.

Back then, she used to tug on Li Yilan’s sleeve like this, pleading with soft, gentle words. Li Yilan, unable to resist her pestering and having no other choice, would eventually end up skipping class with Ren Jingchu to go out and have fun.

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"How is this possible?" Fan Xueyi looked at the people attacking them. They were clearly disciples of the Yushu Palace; having stayed in the Yushu Palace for so long, she recognized their faces.

Sally should still be inside Hu Miao’s body, right? Hu Shun-tang was not certain of this, but for some reason, he felt he owed Sally something. Beyond that feeling, he felt even more indebted to Hu Miao. Perhaps only a stable life could make up for the guilt he felt in his heart toward her.

Tong Guai-guai looked at the cute child, not understanding why Yun Ze stopped him. But when he saw Yun Ze staring at Park Xiao-zhi’s hands, he suddenly understood why.

Wei Xuanyu also lowered his head to look at the monitor. After a glance, he answered without looking up: "The reason is simple: I love Zang Qingyi." Wei Xuanyu deliberately emphasized the name "Zang Qingyi," giving Mo Qin the impression that he was determined to marry no one else.

A breeze blew from the birch forest behind him, ruffling the white cloak he wore. A strand of purple hair escaped from the cloak, dancing wantonly in the air. He raised his hand to brush the flying hair, smoothing it down over his chest.

Shen Xinyi sat blankly in the living room. It wasn't that she was selfish, but she truly wasn't yet able to surrender herself to a man.

The torch traced a circle in the air and then landed on the firewood, instantly igniting a crimson flame.

What was wrong with her today? It seemed as if someone had provoked her. However, since Xiao Yichen was determined to cherish Su Yinyin with all his heart, he didn't mind these trivial issues. He cooked himself today, and after he finished, he prepared a portion for Su Yinyin as well and carried it over.

*Snap.* The teacup in Mr. Feng’s hand cracked into countless fissures, yet it somehow maintained the shape of a complete cup.

But what if he didn't reveal his face? He could keep his mask on after returning in the dark of night, but he would have to take it off tomorrow morning. This was perhaps a standard requirement for members of an assassination organization when meeting a Holy Envoy. What should he do tomorrow?

The cheering slowly ceased, and soft sobbing began to rise. In such a joyous scene, this was perhaps a discordant sound, yet it was precisely this discordance that transformed the bustle and frenzy of the scene into something solemn! How much bitterness and how many sleepless nights were contained in that short sentence?

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On Mars, in the Xilechuan Prairie, there is an exceptionally beautiful lake named "Sea of Heaven."

The people nearby began to boo Cheng Fei, and some even started to curse Richmon for his poor judgment.

This time, even Martina’s face showed a trace of anger. The Zhao brothers had already rushed forward two steps, roaring at Lin Feng: "The boss told you to lead the way!" The two rough men swung their fists, raining blows down upon Lin Feng.

In the pitch-black jungle, that person stood under a massive golden oak tree, his all-black attire making him look like a phantom.

While the adults below were having a heated time, Ni Yang was still racking his brains on the stage, trying to figure out how to answer Dou Ding’s question.

"You really should come over; we need to discuss the issue of the Ziwei Palace." Luo Qi went straight to the point, briefly explaining the situation.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Seven-Spirit Fruit tree shed its leaves completely, leaving only the branches that were as black as iron.

Wu Peifu was a rising star of the Zhili Clique, and his speed of ascent was astonishing. It was precisely because of the emergence of many such rising stars within the Zhili Clique that they were able to contend with the powerful Anhui Clique during the internal strife of the Beiyang government.