Chapter 40: I’m About to Kick the Bucket—Pass Me a Pork Knuckle, Will You?
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After much hesitation, he finally bought the braised pork knuckle.
The stooge carried the fragrant knuckle in his hands and walked toward Jiang Yunhe with increasingly reluctant steps.
Qin Zhan, who had started gnawing on his own knuckle long ago, stood beside Jiang Yunhe. Noticing the man’s hesitation, he immediately grinned.
“Looks like your pork knuckle is about to become someone else’s.”
“Want some? Call me Senior Brother, and I’ll give you a bite.”
Qin Zhan rolled some rice up in the skin of the knuckle and devoured it rapidly right in front of Jiang Yunhe.
In truth, Chunbai could not imagine what Xuexi would look like if he ever gave birth. After all, Xuexi was male—that was an undeniable fact.
Hu Yijing remained unmarried until the age of forty. The money she earned from working was still taken away by Ding Chunhua, leaving her only a few hundred yuan each month to survive on instant noodles, rice noodles, and leafy vegetables.
But now she was all alone, without even a sensible and capable maid at her side. What else could she do? Circumstances were stronger than people, so she could only keep silent and stop making a scene.
In reality, she had long since given up hope that he could gather enough money for tuition. If his friendships were truly that strong, those friends would have come to the house to look for Hong Aiguo long ago. Yet over all these years—at least since she had arrived—not a single person from the brick factory had ever come to visit.
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Only then did the emperor dismiss them all. The empress and Consort Duan also ordered their attendants to carry the rewards and escort Feng Qiwen out.
Mu Haixuan, meanwhile, had remained in the country all this time. Because of the toxins in his body and the blood clot in his brain, he had not carried out a mission in more than a decade. Compared with Xiao Junyan, therefore, he lacked Xiao Junyan’s frequent experience in actual combat.
“Certainly, certainly. Master, I have high hopes for you!” Bai Zhan said, smiling with unmistakable mischief.
“Hello!” Xu Ning greeted them openly. Everyone in the military district was Yichen’s colleague, and she felt she ought to show them proper courtesy.
After all, life within the palace was the most exalted in the entire realm. Everything one ate, wore, and used was of the finest quality; nowhere else could compare.
Such an unabashed remark drifted over through the rain, and Meng Anya burst out laughing despite herself.
She had actually dared to question the commander, displaying not the slightest trace of military discipline. Under ordinary circumstances, she would certainly have been severely punished. Most likely, her superiors were letting it pass only out of consideration for the general.
The beam struck Bailuoke’en in the chest, forcing him backward a considerable distance. Bailuoke’en let out a roar, then exploded into a ball of flame.
Ye Qingcheng was moved by her words. Holding her wineglass, she savored what Xiliu had said: a person who cannot be content will know only suffering.
Hearing someone look down on her precious child in such a manner, the Duchess of Qi was both furious and outraged. But since the visitor was Mu Sulian, she could only suppress her anger and dare not rebuke him.
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After they went downstairs, Li Meng was still somewhat dazed. A moment earlier, her father and eldest brother had seemed almost impatient to drive them away. From the strange exchanges of glances between the two men, she could tell that something was going on—something she could not understand.
“I’m good to you, aren’t I? From now on, whenever you have something delicious, remember to give me half,” Yan Yue said with a beaming smile.
Though the Immortal Realm was filled with experts, the only ones truly capable of taking the field were a few celestial soldiers and disciples from the immortal mountains.
Bei Mingwu had spent most of her life in the imperial palace. Whether she fell ill or suffered an injury, she always had the finest imperial physicians and the best medicines. Naturally, she had no understanding of the hardships of ordinary people.
Chang Guanyan looked at Xiu Qiqi, who was as spirited as a wild weed, and an expression of genuine delight appeared on his face.
If Wang Xin and the others were merely offering polite smiles for the moment, then after they entered the martial arena and witnessed Ning Fei’s strength, their jaws all dropped.
Ye Fantian forgot that he was being hunted. He forgot his hatred, forgot the Profound Heaven Continent, forgot everything. He did nothing but cultivate ceaselessly, painstakingly pursuing the mysteries of the martial path and that endlessly intoxicating sensation.
This was one of the most luxurious high-end restaurants in the Hengtai Alliance. Ordinarily, even wealthy nobles would find it difficult to secure a table without making a reservation a week in advance. Yet now the entire restaurant was deserted, with only a middle-aged man seated by the window.
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