Volume 1, Chapter 143: The Emperor is overjoyed: My son-in-law is truly capable!

Xianyang City, the Imperial Palace.
Emperor Xuanwu was attending to state affairs in the Zhangtai Palace, with the Crown Prince standing respectfully below.
All court documents were first reviewed by the Crown Prince, and then verified by Emperor Xuanwu to see if any adjustments were needed.
Father and son worked together with tacit understanding.
On matters of governance, the two would occasionally have disputes, but once the arguments subsided, things returned to normal. Father and son held no grudges overnight.

She took off her clothes and threw them directly into the trash can. Then, she took a very, very thorough bath, determined to wash away every trace of Feng Yihan's scent. She scrubbed her skin until it felt as though a layer of it had been peeled off before she finally turned off the water.

The prayer beads held a tremendous allure, instantly drawing greedy looks from all the seated factions. Even the representatives of the Buddhist Sect widened their eyes in shock, while the Daoist representative beside them looked up, her beautiful eyes staring at Du Jun in astonishment.

Against low-level opponents, Chu Nan's velocity-control domain held absolute mastery; yet the stronger the adversary, the greater the counter-force exerted against his domain.

Based on her experience, many men upon hearing these words and seeing her expression would have their anger mostly dissipated, reducing any intended punishment to a mere slap on the wrist.

"Puff, puff..." Puyu took out her toothbrush and, mimicking what she had seen, spat out two mouthfuls of water. Because she had taken in a bit too much water, it took her two tries to spit it all out.

Liu Shuangshuang somewhat awkwardly shooed the foolish Zhuuzi into the kitchen and followed him inside. Bai Yun kept probing, trying to find out the identity of the young man from earlier. Although Zhuuzi was a bit slow, his instinctive reactions were the most trustworthy.

"Fifth brother, what's wrong with you?!" Lietian was startled, stepping forward abruptly as if to pull the cultivator known as the Fifth Brother, but Du Jun grabbed him back just in time.

Her tone was exactly like that of a surgeon fresh out of the operating room—the Archbishop curled his lips, let out a deep sigh, and returned to his seat.

The next day, Zhao Jun was in no hurry to hold court. Just as Feng Wan finished washing up, she heard his gentle voice echoing continuously.

The disciples of the Five Elements Sect all wore cold smiles, as if they had already envisioned Du Jun's physical body being torn to shreds.

I did not move closer, instead turning to sit on a nearby stone step, watching Haozi's every move with intense nervousness.

Liu Quan treated Liu Mengying almost like the apple of his eye, reluctant to strike or scold her, giving her whatever she asked for. And what about herself? Every day was a life of physical blows and verbal abuse.

He suddenly asked, "Since your martial arts are so formidable and your courage so great, why didn't you go directly to the Ministry of Punishments prison if you wanted to rescue Lady Ruyan? Don't you know that the imperial palace is heavily guarded? I'm afraid you might find it easy to enter, but impossible to leave!"

Ji Siming sat beside Tong En, gazing out into the vast and deep night. His mind suddenly felt crystal clear; his brain, drowsy all day long, felt as if it had been infused with fresh oxygen, bringing a deep sense of refreshment. He sat there in silence, savoring the fleeting comfort, wishing only that this moment could be prolonged indefinitely without interruption.

After Gao Haotian finished speaking, Gao Kedong fell silent for a long time before finally waving his hand to signal him to leave.

Ever since entering university, for the sake of convenience, I had shaved my head into a buzz cut, which saved me a lot of time on styling and spared me from having to wake up so early in the morning. Just now, after Lele made that remark, I faintly felt as if I possessed three parts of the aura of "Chicken-brother."

The bar owner was beaten until he was rolling and crawling, his miserable screams endlessly echoing. Even Cui Leifang, still shaken with fright, poked his head out from the car.

"Ouch!" Still in a daze as I transitioned from dreams to reality, I was brought to my senses instantly by Chuchu's stomp. "What are you doing?!" I demanded in bewilderment, hastily bending over to rub the top of my foot, which ached fiercely from her step.

Tian Baiqing had no idea what Bai Jianli was up to, so he didn't feel any fear. Xu Chenghong, however, was truly terrified; he knew the methods of the ritual masters—they made life impossible while death remained out of reach. As long as his soul could not enter the netherworld, Bai Jianli had countless ways to torture both him and Tian Baiqing.