Chapter 41: Brother Has Fallen in Love

Roaming in spring, apricot blossoms drift and settle on one's hair.

Xie Yun rose early today, using the apricot blossoms from before the doorway to craft apricot blossom tea and pastries. The tea was clear and sweet, while the pastries were crisp on the outside with a filling that was sweet but never cloying. Placed on a small plate, they were so exquisite that the Xie family could not stop singing their praises.

Upon learning of the incident involving Song Mao, Xie Wenyan was filled with fury. To prevent the Song family from coming to the tavern to stir up trouble, he told Wang Chengdai that they should stay home and rest for a few days.

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Bing Ziqian sat in the vehicle, his face etched with anxiety. He smoked incessantly, hoping to soothe his restless heart.

I know many of you here love to get to the bottom of things, and as it happens, I, Old Blind, have nothing if not plenty of time. So, let me take this moment to add a few more details to this story for everyone.

"Fine! Then I shall go back and prepare!" Bai Xue nodded, showing a rare spark of respect for Cang Lei.

Leading the remaining band of fewer than ten thousand remnants, Carlos I fled like a stray dog, running day and night until he finally reached the port of Cartagena just before the Sardinian mercenaries retreated. Out of consideration for their ally, the Sardinian mercenaries could not simply turn a blind eye, and so they took them aboard their surplus transport ships.

The thin lama, however, gave no thought to such concerns. Surrounded by an aura of prestige, he had no fear of others knowing his true strength; on the contrary, he used it to propagate his Buddhist teachings and gain more followers.

Bing Chen’s expression remained devoid of ripples, yet he seemed unwilling to let the spiky-haired man off. He pressed his foot down harder on the man’s body, then drew a pocket knife and clicked a switch, causing the blade to spring forth.

Because outstanding human masters emerged in generation after generation on Earth, the seal remained unbreakable, gradually sealing these monsters deep within the planet's core. Only a few of the most powerful remained, hanging on by a thread.

Having said that, she hung up the phone before Lin Tianfan could reply. Lin Tianfan stood there, staring at the phone in a daze. After pondering for a long time, he still could not figure out what Tang Yan was playing at. Finally, he shook his head and decided to stop thinking about it; wouldn't he find out what she wanted soon enough when he asked her?

Suddenly, a powerful aura surged from the distance, and the pressure in the entire space spiked dramatically. Everyone looked toward the sky in shock—what on earth was happening?

"Little sister, our Shen family has no foundation in this capital. Your entry into the imperial palace is not entirely a bad thing. That old emperor is but a mortal man, and he is susceptible to whispers in his ear," Shen Xi said with a smile.

Take, for example, the population problem that Ma Chao was currently desperate to solve. To increase the population, there were only two ways: natural reproduction or the introduction of outsiders.

Because of the inconsistent testimonies, the internet went into a frenzy of speculation. In the end, it was only when Yan Xi took on the Lu family’s case that the public's attention was diverted.

This indicated that Ye Junlang had not sustained any internal injuries; these were merely superficial wounds, which were, of course, of no consequence.

However, although his talent for martial arts was inferior to Zhang Xiu’s, Beigong Li had his own advantages. This meant that when facing Zhang Xiu, he would not necessarily be at a disadvantage: he was older than Zhang Xiu, possessed slightly richer battlefield experience, and had a more composed temperament.

"How about it? With such generous terms, are you still not going to agree?" Fabio’s eyes gleamed, his voice rich and magnetic.

Both sides—whether they wished to suppress traitors among their subordinates or to overthrow their leaders and welcome the royal army into the city—had the same ultimate goal: to escape death.

She seemed to be in a great hurry; she immediately transformed into a black python, dove into a black hole, and vanished. The surrounding black mist gradually dissipated, but the black substance on Lin Kain’s body had seeped deep into his bones, his heart, and his soul.

A-Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they had arrived, and she secretly shed a tear of pity for herself. She tugged gently on the sleeve of the boy in front of her.