Volume 1, Chapter 50: The Present Eldest Princess is Fake

Deep in the night, the moonlight poured through the lattice window into the study, where scrolls and papers were piled all over the floor.
Cui Xingze sat kneeling on the wooden floor, his expression solemn as he compared the handwriting.
Out of an army of sixty thousand, casualties reached nearly twenty thousand, showing what a heavy price was paid to besiege Yecheng.
Gu Chenyan slammed on the brakes to slow down, and the vehicle following closely behind failed to react in time, resulting in a rear-end collision.
Lin Weiwei glanced at her coldly, and seeing that she wouldn't be able to get any money today, she turned around and went back into the house without another word.
Because everyone understood that doing so would place themselves in the most prominent and conspicuous position.
At this moment, Lin Yao wanted to rely on her backing as the vice president of the student union and Qin Yushu to avenge the humiliation Su Muyun had inflicted upon her in the conference room, releasing all the grievances she had suffered over the past few days.
"Is this making up for the losses?" Empress Ma was teaching Zhu Xiongying calligraphy when she heard the noise and walked over.
"I do not agree." Gu Chenyan's face was gloomy. Li Hanshen was no good guy and no better than Jiang Heng.
The chief official in the prime seat had not arrived yet, so Nan Xun covered her mouth and turned to Gu Han to voice her question.
If they could obtain the thirty-thousand-year-old Heavenly Luo Soul Bead, it would indeed be possible to resurrect "Xu Xu" on the spot.
"If the people from the Samsara Hall don't hold enough weight, you don't need to cooperate with me next time!" the boundary spirit dragon snorted.
"It seems nine times out of ten the matter is true!" Yang Tianye closed his eyes slightly and said in a calm voice.
Osaka Airport at this moment was very quiet, because it was already nighttime and basically no airplanes were landing now.
Damn it, I don't care about anything anymore. Zun Sha, Zhang Qian, you have destroyed the last shred of kindness remaining deep in my heart, Jiang Feng, and you have destroyed my hope.
At this very moment, he was once again ignited by the passion of those days of bloody close-combat battles in Europe. Those days had been exhausting, but they were filled with passion.
Hearing these words, Pan Xingshan wore a bitter smile. Indeed, given his strength, it was truly possible for him to contend against a seventh-grade expert! A person he once thought insurmountable in his heart might now be slaughtered with a single sword, as far as he was concerned.
The piercing cold wind outside made me involuntarily shrink my neck, but I did not slow down my pace. Instead, I stepped faster, slipping and sliding along as I followed the sound.
Just at this moment, the lights in all the guest rooms around the inn lit up, and hundreds of thousands of martial artists leaped outside, shouting and jeering at the two opposing sides standing on the rooftops.
The Jianmu tree was extremely tall, and its branches were so broad that even if an island were placed upon them, it would not feel abrupt at all.
After Dalong got into the car, I desperately tried to make Dalong talk to me, because I discovered that Dalong's father was afraid of letting Dalong see what he had done to me.
Suddenly, Liu Hong noticed Gandalf's brow twitching imperceptibly. Presumably, he had also discovered that obscure and hard-to-perceive magic.
"Why are you here?" Looking at Zhurong before him, Zhang Ye smiled apologetically. That was just the way he was; whenever trouble arose, he always thought about how to solve it, yet during these past few days, he had neglected them once again.
At the top of the mountain, Liu Cheng tightly gripped the rope used to pull the heavy load, his two arms aching and his hands going numb from the pulling. If he was even slightly careless, the rope in his hand would slip, and the heavy object suspended against the cliff face would plunge down the precipice.
Su Yiqing was the first to jump up in pleasant surprise, and Zhang Yang was also very happy. After helping her carry her luggage into the room and settling it, he followed the boss to his own room.
He gently pushed the door open a little wider, squeezed into the room, pressed his back against the door with his eyes fixed on the two of them, and closed the door again without making a sound.
When she finally reached Lin Chengze's side, she hardly dared to look at him. Even though it was only a few steps away, one could tell how infinitely conflicted Hani's heart was at the moment.