Volume 1, Chapter 55: Sending His Own Grandson Away Isn't Fair to Him Either

"What?" Li Zhinan thought he must have misheard.

To avoid trouble for himself and to leave the imperial censors no pretext to attack him, Li Gongfu had no choice but to put on a show. The moment he disembarked to rest, he made it clear that he was merely passing through and had no wish to disturb the local gentry.

Liu Chang did not tell the whole truth, but he still needed to find out Han Xue's intentions clearly. After all, when they did good deeds, they never publicized them, nor did they ever ask for any benefits; they simply practiced charity in a quiet and down-to-earth manner.

The Tathagata looked at Wang Shouhu with a natural smile on his face, while Wang Shouhu looked back at the Tathagata, his expression gradually calming down.

Many of them were operatives Zihuo had dispatched long ago. Many had never even met one another, but the moment Zihuo's Talisman Projection Technique arrived, no matter what they were currently doing, they would spontaneously find their respective units to execute the direct orders issued by Zihuo.

Qiao Doyang curved his lips into a smile, holding her tight and refusing to let go, looking as if he couldn't bear to part with her. He gently pinched the soft flesh at her waist, his tone tender and smiling, yet his words were entirely solemn.

Dou Xian, the current head of the Dou clan, held high seniority, yet he was not particularly old, being merely a few years older than Duke Dingguo Dou Qirong, and was currently just a little over sixty.

After the club was shut down for operating a firearms program without a license, Qin Yan used the connections of her mayor father to purchase the place.

"What's good?" Ralts, who had just stuffed an entire sausage into her mouth and was chewing on it, heard Ye Shuang muttering to himself and asked.

"Nothing," Ye Shuang said with a trace of a guilty conscience. Bai Yuyou had indeed dragged him through three or four different eateries. Although he hadn't eaten much at each, making the rounds through so many places had still left him completely full.

She had a pleasant conversation with Dong Shan last time in Shencheng, but bringing someone home still inevitably led to awkwardness in daily interactions, especially with a nagging mother at home. Just thinking about it made Chi Yue's temples throb fiercely.

Lian Rong turned to look at Ling Xi. After all the tossing and turning last night, he had broken out in a great deal of sweat, and his fever had finally broken. At this moment, he was sleeping peacefully beside her.

Michas furrowed his brows tightly, looking with utmost solemnity at the burning car before him. The anger in his heart was completely uncontrollable, and his hands were clenched tightly into fists.

This conversation could not last too long either. Before You Shaojun could find another opportunity, their entire contingent arrived at the welcoming pavilion outside the gates of Kangguan City. Prefect Wan and Sun Panshi along with his wife and children, having received word in advance, were already waiting there.

Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners were usually elderly physicians, especially those who managed to become imperial physicians. Head Imperial Physician Fu was ninety years old, and the others were hardly young either, with an average age of sixty or seventy. If they were made to kneel outside early in the morning, even Emperor Yong'an would not dare to treat them lightly. Just imagine if several of them fell ill from the cold, or worse, if patients needed them—could the royal family and the imperial court afford such a loss?

"What is it?" Ji Liunian asked with lingering interest. She was quite curious to know what could possibly make even Ling Jiujia find it too painful to look at.

Considering all this, You Shaojun decided against sending Li Bixian to scout the Fourth Prince's residence for him; he did not have the habit of using other people's lives for his own experiments.

It was just that both father and son were cold and stern by nature, and they could never pull off a scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety. Yet, as each other's only flesh and blood, even someone as ruthless as Sheng Shi could never truly sever that bond.

The Crown Prince remained motionless for a long time, while the Lady Bai, who was being tightly held back by Chu Qiuchi beside him, could no longer wait. Breaking free from restraint, she rushed blindly behind the sedan chair and burst into a wailing cry.

Upon seeing this, Gu Yue's face not only failed to show any sign of joy, but instead grew even heavier and more solemn.