Chapter 75
Later, Shu Rui and Lu Ling had breakfast. They checked out the three dormitory guests. Qing arrived at the inn. […]
Later, Shu Rui and Lu Ling had breakfast. They checked out the three dormitory guests. Qing arrived at the inn. […]
This day, the inn closed a bit earlier. Shu Rui, still recovering, had prepared only a small amount of food
The next morning, Shu Rui woke a little later. No fever, head clear, though still weak and lightheaded. He stepped
Fan Qing, master planner extraordinaire, recently encountered a minor, unexpected headache. Not huge, but certainly not “small” by his standards.
Fan Qing’s words weren’t merely to comfort Huaer. He and Second Young Master Jin were consistent in how they treated
The scariest thing is when the air suddenly goes quiet. For the first time, Nie Luo truly understood what that
“Don’t move anyone.” “Okay, don’t worry. I’ll speak.” After hanging up, Jiang Luo leaned against the sofa, calming his thoughts.
Wang Chuang snapped back: “You’ve got the problem! Socks can be bought anywhere. Why do you need to go to
“Get lost.” Jiang Luo laughed too. He leaned closer to Huo Zongzuo and said softly, “I have a feeling… it
Du Heng called Shui Qincai and Da Zhuang over. These two young long-term workers had been steady and diligent ever
In no more than a single day, the news of Du Heng placing on the academy examination list had spread
Afternoon, the Shen hour. The gates of the exam hall opened, and the side doors in the corners followed suit.
Each of these livestock animals represented the hopes of the household. As Wang Fengnian spoke, a smile spread across his
There were also scholars to support. This bit of surplus was just enough to support one. If the child turned
Counting the days, by summer their whole family would be moving to the prefectural city. His mother-in-law was fine—she already
The day Shen Zechuan was brought into the Zhaozui Temple, Qu Du was graced with rare clear weather. Snow blanketed
The medicinal decoction soaked through Shen Zhechuan’s robe, dripping down the corners of his mouth. The physician wiped his forehead
The soles of war boots crunched over the snow as they circled to Shen Zechuan’s side. The newcomer nudged Shen
Pan Rugui strode swiftly toward the Endcheng Gate, with the imperial guards lined up on either side, silent as the
The lights in the Imperial Prison were dim and ashen. Shen Zechuan’s hands and feet were icy cold, and he