Chapter 90
Lu Xianqing was precious. Though He He hadn’t made special requests, Zhou Changjiang still didn’t dare act recklessly, rearranging the […]
Lu Xianqing was precious. Though He He hadn’t made special requests, Zhou Changjiang still didn’t dare act recklessly, rearranging the […]
Lei Changming reached the mountains about a hundred li from Cizhou as a light rain began to fall. He did
Lei Changming was originally from Chazhou. In his early years, he worked as a caravan guard, doing hard labor, never
By the time the conversation had reached this point, Zhou Gui had no room left to refuse. The two of
Hong Chu looked up at him and praised, “Yang Ge’er, you really are different. Everyone else doesn’t understand me. I
Understanding doesn’t mean acceptance. Xie Yan treated it like summarizing the rules of writing an essay—he needed to recognize that
Lu Yang handed him the congratulatory letter, and Xie Yan ran out to set off firecrackers. He lit two strings
After chatting with Chen Xuanting, Pei Qingjian replied to a few more people and finally posted a notice: “Temporarily not
Pei Qingjian felt a sudden warmth in his ears. He instinctively rubbed them and shook his head. Of course, back
Silence filled the booth, with Geng Wangqi frozen on the sofa, and everyone else watching the spectacle. Silent, silent—the silence
Song Cheng volunteered to go first. He felt confident he’d memorized the correct path. Qin Wunian followed behind, his expression
Once bitten by a snake, one fears the rope for ten years. Song Cheng looked at Qin Wunian with affection.
The young man’s name was Zheng Yi, though his appearance hardly suggested justice or righteousness. Song Cheng negotiated with his
Lu Jingcheng was speechless. “Do you even eat it? The stuff I don’t eat—you don’t eat either, right?” Bai Le:
“Yeah,” Ye Qingyang replied. “Your aunt really isn’t a decent person.” Lu Jingcheng cursed, then suddenly seemed to think of
Ye Qingyang recited classical poems with everyone, did the morning exercises, and then sat through a math class. When Chinese
Ever since parting with Li Huai at the gate of the Imperial City Directorate, Meng Xizhao had not seen him
Inside the courtyard, Cui Ye still held Meng Xizhao’s wrist. “Why are you running?” Meng Xizhao, flustered, pointed toward the
The Yue Kingdom occupied an awkward position. It wasn’t strong enough to dominate other states, yet it wasn’t weak enough
Zhou Gui arranged a table of simple home-cooked dishes in his courtyard, following Xiao Chiye’s instructions. When Shen Zechuan entered,