To that end, Zhou Xuanqi decided to formally visit the Bu Residence and, through Xia Furong, establish contact with the Duke's Residence as soon as possible and win it over.
Then I slowly turned around, and a fragrant scent rushed toward me. I knew it was the scent of Tong Yao's hair. It smelled wonderful.
Beauty Qing lowered her head as well. With the Emperor's favor upon her now, how could she allow a Jieyu who had miscarried and fallen from favor to spout such wild nonsense in her own palace?
Among Yun Qiandu's many relatives, Xia Chiwan was the sharpest-tongued toward Li Fengtang.
It was only then that Ye Kui realized that, even now, the one truly calling the shots in this family was still the old matriarch.
Lin Baoshu shook her head with a smile. "There were some things that were inconvenient for you to handle personally, so naturally I had to step forward. Otherwise, what did people mean when they spoke of a virtuous wife who aided her husband?" Though the two had not yet entered into a physical relationship, they had gradually come to hold each other in their hearts.
For the entire afternoon, Emperor Ying seemed immersed in Lin Shifei's experiences, following in his footsteps and taking in magnificent mountains and rivers he had never seen before. Wonder filled his eyes again and again as he drank countless cups of Qiong Yao wine.
The metal arms were nothing, really. The monster fixed its gaze on Penglai, bent its arm, and Penglai clearly saw something seeming to grow out from its elbow. Its skin bulged high, as though it might burst at any moment—then, with a puchi, blades like an insect's forelimbs actually sprang from its elbow.
Pah! A mere brat blocking the way! Chen Kuang's