Volume 1, Chapter 58: Bringing a Wolf into the House, Yuan the Monkey up to Mischief

In the dead of night.

Inside the villa room, Boss Li was suffering from excruciating pain throughout his entire body.

Yet he tightly clamped his hand over his mouth, as if any sound he made might bring mortal danger, while large beads of sweat welled up incessantly on his forehead.

Thus, some speculated that when sunken Ship-Girls were reconstituted into new Ship-Girls, the vague new knowledge the new Ship-Girls possessed consisted of the memories once held by their sunken predecessors.

Zhuo Nan paused in the middle of drinking her tea. She had known Qing Shang wouldn't sneak out to play for no reason; as it turned out, Jing Rong had asked Qing Shang to relay a message to her—he was going to follow the Fifth Imperial Prince to Qingxi Town to provide relief for the disaster victims.

Su Gu cradled Missouri's left hand in his left hand, while his right hand slid a foxtail-grass ring onto her ring finger.

Yet, despite lingering for many days, she never managed to achieve her wish. Perhaps to avoid causing a commotion, or perhaps simply having left, Jiang Yu had not seen that large black cat at all throughout this entire time.

Regardless of whether Bingling answered "yes" or "no," she would fall right into this linguistic trap.

When this plasma sphere struck Big Mom, it detonated instantly, releasing an intense flash of white light that illuminated nearly the entire Whole Cake Island in a momentary flash.

"Abbess, have you finally agreed to tonsure me?" Zhuo Nan looked at the abbess with a face full of joy.

Pheasant, Big Dipper, Banana Skin, Nest Skin... Well, as everyone knew, it wasn't a real triad society, but the aura they exuded was certainly intimidating.

A game of flying chess had just finished, though no matter how many times Taihou rolled the dice, she didn't get a single six. Just as the second game was beginning, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The earth suddenly began to vibrate like boiling water. Within a very short span of time, the once cold and hard soil churned like shifting quicksand, sinking inward from the periphery toward the center to reveal a massive cavern several zhang in diameter.

At that moment, I immediately barked and called out beside her, signaling that I wanted to go too. Through our long time spent together, Guan Zhinuo could understand several of my simple gestures.

The feeling of discomfort grew increasingly intense, as an endless stream of ants surged in from all directions, crawling all over my skin, tearing at my flesh, and burrowing into my blood vessels to drink my blood.

Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Liu looked immensely pleased with themselves. Seeing the sudden change in expression on Mrs. Zhao's face, the pent-up malice in their hearts was instantly dispelled.

"The Prince probably won't finish his work until before dawn. Since you won't come drink with me, I'll just go back and drink by myself!" Yongsheng waved her hand.

Inside the main hall, the shouts of the people echoed ceaselessly, so loud that even Hanyue in the stables could hear them clearly.

Yongle looked at Xia Qingxiao with a somewhat complex expression. Contrary to what she had imagined, Xia Qingxiao's appearance was not alluring, but neither was she a stunning beauty capable of turning heads like Su Qi. At first glance, she made a favorable impression, and she suddenly had a hunch that perhaps Lord Xia Chu was simply making something out of nothing.

Everyone else was wearing shirts and trousers, but him? He was actually wrapped in a white sheepskin jacket with the curly wool turned outward. If he were to lie down on the ground, someone with poor eyesight would surely mistake him for a sheep.

Tengyun's withdrawal of capital, the Xiao family's crisis—these were things he could not explain. He also knew that Xiao Zitian blamed all of this entirely on him.

Han Fei ran to Wangjiacun to find Wang Wan. After stating the purpose of his visit, he was pinned in place by Wang Wan's brilliant, luminous eyes.

Tucking the blanket in around her, Su Mei wore a faint smile as the sole bystander. There is a kind of familial bond known as blood being thicker than water.

Wei Shuo indeed kept his promise, not only specially arranging a large courtyard for Liu Bobo to live in, but also placing no restrictions on his movements.

The leader, around fifty years of age, was named Dang Rong, a chieftain of a Qiang-Hu tribe living in the Shangjun region.