41 Novorte

This is my own business and I owe you no explanation. Lan Chenjun had zero desire to answer Master Hu's question.

The doctor said, "Your wife has suffered a head impact with intracranial hemorrhage, and she is currently in a coma... Her spleen is ruptured... In addition, there are fractures of varying degrees on all four limbs."

Actually, adults really can be this breathtaking, except that the beauty captured within the fragments cannot compare to the person herself... The appearance of the person herself, although seemingly devoid of expression all this time, was definitely nothing short of extraordinary to have made Mucha fall hopelessly in love with her for so many years. Moreover, it was a one-sided devotion, which made it all the very painful.

The light reflected from the rippling water surface happened to catch Qihang's eyes, and the shifting light and shadows on the wall made the carved sacred tree appear as if it had acquired a soul.

Similarly, what defines our lives should never be the hollow numbers in the registry of years, but rather those colorful and enchanting stories.

The value of a warrior lies in serving their lord and making the lord increasingly powerful. As for the rewards from the lord, they are merely affirmations of one's own efforts, rather than the ultimate goal of a warrior.

She returned to her seat, put down her cup, and like a lazy cat, slowly slumped over the desk. In the dark corner, Liu Liyu opened her eyes, and emotions difficult to put into words gradually spread within her gaze.

Within this imperial palace, carriages and horses were strictly forbidden, and only Helan Che, as the crown prince, enjoyed such a prerogative.

Before she had even looked closely, she happened to arrive at this plane and into the body of this original vessel. She could immediately sense the power emanating from the opposite side and the original body's instinctive urge to flee. It turned out to be because of this very plane—ABO.

If he had obediently toed the line, he probably would have met a decent end. Not to mention getting beaten up—beatings were a daily occurrence, but if he performed well, he might get beaten a bit less; if he performed poorly... then he could just wait to lie in the infirmary.

Even in a trade of pieces, Zhu Houhuang was unwilling. Rather than exchanging any other chess piece, he would never let Li Liangqin meet with an accident, for Li Liangqin was still of immense use to Zhu Houhuang.

Seeming to respond with fury to the provocation, accompanied by the dragon roar of the lightning dragon, the heavenly punishment exuded an oppressive might that made people hold their breath in terror.

Just as Murong Yifang's voice fell, the first to move was actually Murong Yifang's older sister, Murong Shuang.

Wuming fought desperately amidst the sea of thunder, repeatedly deploying the various laws he had comprehended, while the two supreme cultivation techniques within his body operated unceasingly, not daring to pause even for a fraction of a second.

This could hardly be blamed on those rogue immortals. Rather, the fourteen Golden Immortal Palace Guards favored one over the other and walked right into a path of their own destruction. Rogue immortals possessed extraordinary combat prowess to begin with, yet they received no support whatsoever from the Three Palaces and Four Halls, leaving them with no choice now but to fend for themselves.

The common people were the most pragmatic of folk. Earlier, they had held reservations and resistance toward military service, but upon hearing at this moment that the army actually taught people how to read, offered generous rewards, and allowed meritorious officers to be transferred to the post of county magistrate...

This caused his emotions to fluctuate violently, to the extent that the Demon Ancestor showed signs of counterattacking. Black light flickered in his eyes, and a murderous aura that desired to slaughter all living beings began to emanate outward.

When Yuan Chen was hunted down by the "Ten Monarchs" in his past life, Monarch Senying Mochen had ambushed him several times, and on multiple occasions, he had nearly succeeded simply due to Senying Mochen's unique assassination technique—the Death-Defying Blade.

After wandering around, they arrived at the entrance of the East Market. Hongxiu and Lve'e joyfully milled about the doorway, eagerly breathing in the cold yet comforting air.

With Lang Yu's Five Elements Origin Light Nascent Soul, perhaps it was merely an instinctive ripple of divine sense that shattered that strand of aura. However, there was no malice in the other party's voice, sounding rather like a plea.

Lin Xi watched as Box 1 and Box 2 engaged in a bidding war against each other. The price had already been driven up to over two hundred million Chinese yuan. This price could be considered astronomical, yet neither party showed any intention of stopping. In truth, had the price not been so exorbitant, Lin Xi would have actually liked to buy it.

Bai Hongzhuo assumed that his elder brother had taken advantage of Su Jian, so he apologized to Su Jian with an earnest expression and stated that he would personally seek out Lu Sinian to make amends. He was deeply worried that Lu Sinian would retaliate against the Bai family because of this incident.

Yet she still walked out with slight hesitation, leaving behind only a trail of footprints laden with complex notes.

These floral arrangements were all fatal ones, entirely extinguishing the breath of life, and seemed to lean somewhat toward an unorthodox and radical approach.

Cang Zimeng understood Jiang Li's temperament somewhat. If Jiang Li were to find out that the common folk were still whispering about her behind her back, he would definitely not spare them.

"I am merely speaking the truth. I must ask President Xiang to look after me in the future," Chen Li still said with a cheeky smile.

"Naturally. Whatever Her Majesty commands, this concubine will undoubtedly exert her utmost effort," Lady Ji responded immediately.

"What sort of thing is this, to be dared served on the table?" Before Lady Wu could speak, Lady Zhou widened her almond eyes and spoke first.

On this day, Jia Min was holding Lin Lang in the garden to sunbathe when Uncle Zhong delivered an invitation card.

Whether it was because she had been a celebrity for so long and was accustomed to being watched, she no longer cared about it as much now. She was even able to critique the food in Lu Sinian's cafeteria.

Only Rong Yu's own heart knew best how excited he was at this moment—not because of the award, but because of Jian Su.

Bailing stuttered somewhat uneasily, "Big sister means..." Could it be that she wanted a cut? No, she wasn't that kind of person, or was she planning to pass it on to her family to handle?

Back at the West Street intersection, Xie Gexian should have changed his route, but he did not have the carriage stop, merely instructing the coachman to continue following Mo Li's carriage.

Chunying walked gently forward, and when she was still five or six chi away from Huo Yi, she paused hesitatingly.

"What is this?" Princess Gaoyang originally thought it was some newly crafted doll clothes made by Yongning, but upon taking it into her hand, she sensed something different—this was a doll without a body; it had a head, hands, and feet dangling below, but beneath the clothing, it was completely empty.

The next day, the already bustling capital welcomed an even greater wave of fervor. Stretching continuously for thirty miles from the capital, the roads were entirely paved with yellow sand and shaded by green canopies, creating a magnificent spectacle. Firecrackers blared and gongs and drums beat on both sides of the road, and lanterns and colored banners decorated every corner of the capital.

At ten-thirty, the performance finally concluded. Fortunately, the news was suppressed in time without attracting the media's attention. However, everyone knew this was only temporary; Ye Hengxiu was a nationally renowned musician, and news of his death could not be concealed forever.

Chu Yuan did not know Zhu Yi's true identity, assuming he was merely an old policeman, which was why Dongfang Xiao and the others treated him with such respect. However, upon hearing Dongfang Xiao address Zhu Yi as "Teacher," he became confused once more. Teacher? Then Zhu Yi presumably wasn't a policeman after all.