Chapter 20: The King’s Game-A delicada de olhos vermelhos: Doutor Fu, abstinente, a ama até o fim(Quando a caneta toca o papel, surgem fogos de artifício.)

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Upon hearing the word "meaty," Mishu immediately extended his tongue to kiss Banxia’s face. The heartwarming scene of one person and one dog was truly a delight to behold—both beautiful.
"Madam, then you..." Aunt Zhang wanted to say more, but before she could finish, Xia Yuqing had already gone upstairs to her room.
"Stay where you are," the elderly matriarch of the Zhao family said sternly upon hearing her grandson’s voice.
Han Yiran looked at Su Xiyan. Though the curve at the corner of her mouth was present, he could not sense her usual happiness. Instead, the curve seemed repressive, a feeling he disliked and was unaccustomed to.
At this moment, she did not want Xiang Nan to be dragged into their affairs again. The tension between them had only just begun to ease, and if any negative rumors arose, it would be troublesome.
At this moment, for Huangfu Ye to still confide these words to him was truly a kindness beyond measure.
"Are you even speaking human words?" Zhou Youyou was not someone to be trifled with. Hearing his aunt insult him directly in front of him, how could he just sit there and take it?
"Got it." Jia San had no choice but to let Grandma Jia hold the firewood. He bent down to pick up the straw sandals Grandma Jia had tossed by the door and lowered the straw curtain before entering the house.
"Just because I can play these tunes." Jun Fei put the willow whistle back to his lips, the melodious notes swirling in the air and resounding again.
He had seen what kind of person Young Master Zhao was; with Yesi’s appearance and aura, it was clear he was no ordinary man.
Bai Yunge sniffed, carefully inhaling the lingering scent of Yun Jiao in the air, an unnatural flush appearing on her face.
Li Fang was captivated the moment he saw Lin Lan’s photo. He had seen many handsome men and played with quite a few, but someone like Lin Lan, who was pleasing even in a photograph, was rare.
"However, after being teased by you all night and then pushed in front of everyone, I’m still a bit upset," Chu Han said, bending over to lean close to Yao Lei’s face.

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He did not blame Lin Fan; in fact, he was willing, but he truly wished he could return to his peak state and compete once again for the Death God.
"Old Mu, you must know him. This is Old Ye," Old Wang said cheerfully, introducing Chu Han.
With this strike, the wounds on his body split open again, bleeding profusely! The bright red blood slowly stained his white shirt, the vivid scarlet standing out strikingly.
That burst of spiritual energy, though Chu Han appeared in time to shield Yan Muge, still affected him due to his extreme weakness.
As for the other two factions, many secrets were hidden—such as the portrait in the Zhang family ancestral hall and the secret structures within the palace.
Suddenly, in the western sky over the sea, clouds descended like a waterfall, flowing onto the sea, connecting the surface with the horizon, forming an endless wall of clouds.
Now she had officially been appointed manager of the SS Club and had been busy with many matters these past few days.
There were threats saying that Ye Kui carried heavy evil energy, so ghosts and spirits dare not approach easily, just right to help her quell it.
His gaze was so intense it made Lin Yijia uneasy; she had to feign calm while speaking. So he listened, and she spoke softly.
If the son in Princess Chuyun’s womb were born, Xia Ziqi feared she would no longer receive such treatment.
This move caused Shangguan Bingyu to falter slightly; she seemed to suddenly realize something, her delicate face flushing like a blooming peach blossom. She dared not speak further, focusing all her strength on riding her sword forward, eager to find an open space and set the two down as soon as possible.
However, the video was only a brief ten seconds, and some suspected it was merely a show—to boost her own fame.
He was now somewhat afraid to face Jin Niang directly, afraid of her indifference, afraid of her cold gaze. Seeing Jin Niang lying face inward eased him considerably.

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Just as Ye Feidong was lost in thought, the greedy-eyed Allen Wei suddenly drew a longbow from behind. An arrow’s light instantly tore through the air.
Thinking he could finally have some meat to eat, Wu Shi was about to pickle it instead. Resentment filled his heart—he really didn’t know if his head was broken or what mattered more: the people eating or some inexplicable guests?
Upon hearing Bai Xuan’s words, the big black dog and Baize nodded in unison, confirming they had seen the three old men in black robes the boss mentioned. Now, both were utterly loyal and obedient to their new leader.
She pressed her brow, finally understanding why Bai Li Songquan had worried she might decide not to go.
No sooner had the words fallen than Yu Luming spurred his warhorse, charging swiftly toward the group. The water clan officers were equally unrelenting, maneuvering their horses to surround Yu Luming, weapons swinging fiercely at him.
Seeing the Moon Goddess’s reaction, Dong Qichang immediately realized his mistake. The Moon Goddess was unlike others—indeed, greed was deadly.
"Chen Manor can arrange for some people too; if needed, we can squeeze them in—it will definitely be enough," Old Chen said.
Mr. Tao thought to himself: Long Lang had followed Long Kun for many years; compared to the other brothers, he was still somewhat clever. It seemed honesty mixed with a bit of deception was needed to make Long Lang willingly become the commander’s sword.
Arranging people to guard prisoners, tending to the wounded, tallying the spoils, and preparing the victory banquet kept them overwhelmingly busy.