Volume 1, Chapter 61: This Prince Despises Pretty Boys Most of All

Indeed, in the current imperial court, there are truly people who grandly articulate this theory, and one cannot prove them wrong. Taoism was extremely influential during the reign of Emperor Huizong, and "nature" happens to be a fundamental Taoist principle. From this, one can deduce the theory of the helplessness against locusts—arguing that the insects simply wish to eat.

He Jindong carried Gu Yuzhou all the way into the courtyard. Along the way, quite a few onlookers tossed melon seeds, peanuts, and candies at them. It did not hurt; it was a form of blessing, which they both gladly accepted.

It seemed as though a few seconds had passed, yet it also felt like an eternity. When the exit of the wormhole appeared before him, Zhang Heng's heart suddenly trembled, a look of anticipation surfacing on his face.

The Equinox flower lies dormant through spring and summer, bursting into bloom in autumn. Before the flowers appear, the leaves grow first; when the leaves fall, the blossoms emerge. The flowers and leaves never meet, symbolizing the eternal separation between life and death. They thrive in damp, shady environments, particularly around gloomy graveyards, and possess the habit of growing in dense, clustered patches.

Without exception, every single one of them possessed the status of a Boss, and of a terrifyingly formidable kind at that. None of them were inferior to the Corpse Demon Hyosube. They belonged to that typical low-profile category—ordinary in appearance, yet heaven-defying in strength.

The military naturally favored competitive soldiers and officers; without striving and contending, a lack of competition would leave no room for progress.

Seeing her dazed expression, He Jindong could not help but laugh aloud, his hearty laughter echoing with exceptional resonance within the cramped confines of the car.

The rest of the prisoners also looked over following the gaze, ultimately focusing on Dunstan. From their expressions, Dunstan captured a completely unexpected emotion.

Regardless of how things stood, she had now found her great beauty; the other was right by her side. This sensation of recovering what was lost overshadowed all other emotions, filling her with a profound sense of satisfaction.

Jing Siqi could not help but secretly worry for Ning Fan. If Ning Fan had just taken advantage of the momentum to step back, leave Japan first, and then use his own power to deal with the Sword Heart Sect, things would have been fine.

Rong Nancheng asked numerous questions, not a single one of which Yu Xinlan answered. In her view, Rong Nancheng's behavior was merely picking a fight and starting an argument; no matter what she said, he would find a reason to be angry.

With the wedding concluded, Qianshui Shui returned to Mu Ziyui's home, went straight to the restroom to change out of her clothes, removed her makeup, and took a thorough bath before coming out.

"Brother Yichen will definitely come back, he definitely will!" Yuan Jingting said, her face filled with anxiety.

I think this person's mind is broken; he wants to capture me and yet kill me too—is there really such a convenient multiple-choice question?

"First, I can tell you. I am not a pure human; I am of the Dragon race." With that, Long Yichen even released his flying dragon power.

Watching the company progress step by step from the verge of bankruptcy to where it was today, who could help but feel a deep surge of pride and emotion?

With her hand resting in her pocket, Qianshui Shui did not take out her phone, instead secretly activating the voice recorder.

Waking up the next day, Ye Qing stepped out of the system space and arrived at the domain of the Twelve Heavenly Battle Generals. He saw that all their injuries had completely healed, and their physiques were even more robust than before.

Liu Yong nodded repeatedly. He had also heard that nowadays, those operating hospitals and dealing in medicinal herbs made unimaginable fortunes—all high-yield ventures. Take the pharmacies in the town, for instance; their business was overwhelmingly prosperous. After all, with more wealthy people nowadays, everyone was willing to spend money buying health supplements for the elderly, especially precious items like ginseng.

"Prince Regent, what do you mean by that? Are you saying I am framing Xia Jinxi?" Liu Yunqing retorted, dissatisfied with Ye Weiyang's words.

Seeing Meng Xue arrive, Liu Mang immediately wore a courteous expression, while excitement brewed within his heart, for he was about to lift the veil of mystery.

A jolt ran through Wang Tianlai's heart; daring not say another word, he directly instructed his subordinates to carry out Qin Yue's orders.

Li Jin laughed heartily, then hung up the phone. Afterward, he called Jin Chun to tell him to contact Qi Yu, and then requested the detailed address from Anna, forwarding it to Qi Yu.

At the thought that it was precisely this bronze mirror which had made her humiliate herself in front of so many people, Beitang Chong'er was consumed by even greater fury. She snatched up the bronze mirror and prepared to smash it onto the ground.

"Pharmacist Corps, fall back to the high platform!" Seeing the chaos erupting on the scene, I immediately issued the second command. Following closely, dozens of elite members of the Pharmacist Corps withdrew from the battlefield, sheathing their long swords as they each retrieved vials of potent toxic potion.

Because while gathering information inside the casino, Liu Mang had casually inquired about matters concerning the Wild Wolf Society.

Zhou Yiwei was startled. Although they all knew Li Jin's name, very few had actually laid eyes on him.

Of course, this was an exaggerated statement. After all, that kind of dosage was far too massive for an ordinary person to acquire.

Chu Jianshu, however, was deep in thought. How long would it take for them to witness this child restored to radiant health once more?

If Lin Chuxia had not stepped forward bravely, he would have gone to meet King Yama long ago; how could he possibly have the chance to lie here so comfortably?

Quite a few people were even spreading a most absurd rumor: that Zhou An was the illegitimate son of Eunuch Wei from before he was castrated.

Zhao Xinghua, watching from the side, did not believe this was the truth; this pair of brothers was meeting for the very first time and completely lacked the opportunity to cultivate any bond of affection.

Over the past two years, Meng棠 (Meng Tang) had finally figured out Chu Yi's preferences and painstakingly dragged her favorability rating up to thirty-eight.

"I have no idea," Jiang Muhan replied indifferently, only then remembering to check the WeChat message sent by Jiang Yunguan, prompting a frown to crease his brow.

Tan Zhen swung his blade to strike, but his wrist was caught by Huang Zhiqiang. With a sharp 'crack', it was snapped. Tan Zhen let out a muffled groan, his wrist instantly bending unnaturally as the broken blade slipped from his grasp.

Yet this time, midway through answering the call, Wan Qiu noticed that Chu Yigui seemed to glance slightly in his direction.

"However... why has this child not cried or made a fuss since a moment ago?" Zhao Xinghua could not help casting his gaze toward Wan Qiu's expression.

With a direct kick, he struck the partner who had rushed forward to help. That fellow was rather frail, and the solid blow sent him flying five or six meters away, where he collapsed onto the ground wailing, unable to get back up.

Hundreds of students were playing football and exercising over there, surrounded by numerous onlookers cheering and applauding.

"Wail... Lantian, I was just utterly exhausted earlier, so my mind went a bit fuzzy and I momentarily forgot how to write the character for 'death'!" Lan Youruo immediately grabbed Lantian's arm, her pitiful and endearing expression making it impossible for anyone to resist wanting to protect her.

The troublemakers had departed. Naturally, amidst a chorus of profuse gratitude from the entire Zhang family, the fellow villagers who had rushed from miles around to lend their support gradually dispersed.

Liang Xu maintained an intensely focused and professional demeanor. Coupled with the presence of his friend, Huang Hongbing had no choice but to endure the wait until they finished before he finally found an opportunity to sit down quietly with him.