Chapter 42: Coincidence?

"Sumi, you guys go back first. I want to look around here." Looking at the unfamiliar city, Shi Ran wanted to taste the local cuisine.
"Go back." Zuo Yelin's attitude was firm, leaving Shi Ran too intimidated to argue, and she had no choice but to obediently follow him back.
Upon reaching the hotel, Shi Ran sneaked out quietly.
After searching on her phone...
Qin Huairu was sentenced to three years, and her mother-in-law, Mrs. Jia, was also sentenced to three years. However, Wu Yuan estimated that given her physical condition, she would be out in about two years.
Young Master Su embraced Menghui Hua's waist, spun around in place, released her hand and then caught it again. The pleated skirt beneath her dress spun vividly, igniting the audience and several fellow Daoists. Such a stunning dance took them by surprise, serving as a breathtaking scenery before the banquet came to an end.
Before he could finish speaking, he heard a muffled groan from the man, accompanied by a crisp snap as Xu Ying directly dislocated and broke his arm.
The stock price destined to fall would still fall. They should remember that they had not long ago been deeply mired in slandering the reputation of another company.
"Yes, she confessed and said that you originally had a blood relation with her. Is that true now?" Fang Xiangyang turned his head and asked Xu Ying.
The people around were completely stunned by Wu Yuan's words at that moment. They all wondered if something was wrong with their ears.
Dozens of moves later, victory and defeat were decided. Sheng Jingmo sidestepped, heavily striking the masked man in the back, and snatched away his long whip.
Wu Yuan always felt that even if he had a kind heart, he was hardly a philanthropist. There was no need to stand on ceremony with such a person.
Waiting for a long time, Xia Tian still did not make a move to touch anyone. If he had melon seeds at hand, he would have already cracked through half a bag.
Every single word in the poem spoke of how hard-won grain was, urging thriftiness and diligence, and aspiring to pass the imperial examinations in the future to plead for the lives of the people.
The Liu family belonged to the Crown Prince's faction. At that time, Tang Xihan had just been recalled to the capital, holding the tiger tally in his hand that commanded nearly one hundred thousand border defense troops in the northwest frontier. How could the Crown Prince not want it?
If reporters were to truly snap photos of her and Zhou Liangping bickering and wrestling like this, she had no idea how they would write about her and Zhou Liangping.
"I should thank you and Dugu. If it weren't for you, Mo Feiluan would have been dead long ago. You are my benefactors," Mo Feiluan said sincerely.
Father Tian left after eating his lunch. Seeing that all three daughters had arrived, Lady Gao brought up the thought that had been buried in her heart.
Having said that, Zhao Xi didn't care how ugly Empress Dowager Mingsu's expression was; she just blurted it out directly, also as a warning to Empress Dowager Mingsu not to harbor any ideas.
Xu Qichang was deep in thought. It was fine for a man to be lustful; what was to be feared was being muddled, losing clear judgment, and favoring concubines over wives. "They are merely two maidservants; just beat them to death." To him, this was hardly a matter at all.
No matter how much he longed to fall asleep, every time he saw the faint, shallow smile lingering on her rosy lips, he forced himself to stay awake.
"As long as you come with me, I will tell you who hired me, and I won't hurt you. I'm just very curious why you showed no reaction whatsoever to my poison, hee hee!" The man in black let out a laugh that sounded remarkably like weeping.
After entering the elevator, she remembered another matter: Zhan Peilin had never been to her apartment before, which meant he must have been waiting outside the whole time?
Ye Qingcheng sensed the danger emanating from the man. She narrowed her eyes, and before Mo Yichen could transform into a wolf and pounce, she spoke: "I know the Emperor wants me. You are the Son of Heaven; there is nothing you cannot obtain."
Arriving at Xu You's apartment, Old Qiao knocked on the door, but there was no response, only a heavy stench of natural gas lingering in the air.
She had even deliberately sought out Xie Rumo to explain to him why she did not invite Song Xixi. It was because their wedding was imminent, and as the future Princess of Beiming, it was inappropriate for her to attend as a guest at this moment.
They understood the logic, but they were still too young. Facing the cruelty of battlefield slaughter, they began, belatedly, to experience a creeping sense of terror.