Chapter 152 Entrusting the Orphan

Up in the attic, distant fireworks flashed and vanished in an instant.
The battle to encircle and suppress the bandits also came to a swift and perfect end.
Wang Mian lowered her telescope, turned to look at Wang Heng, and after holding back again and again, she finally could not help asking:
"Ninth Sister, do you really trust Lou Yu like this? Have you never doubted that he might have a change of heart?"
Wang Mian carefully recalled the events of the past two or three months. Now that the outcome was known, looking back with hindsight, she only then realized that Lou Yu's supposed "change of heart" was actually...
Lu Congming was no fool. The Emperor sending him as an imperial commissioner to investigate the breach of the Yuanhua River dyke meant to severely punish the officials of the Transport Office, especially with secret agents watching. If he were to cover for them excessively, he would be jeopardizing his own future. Though eighty thousand silver taels was a large sum, it was not enough to buy off his future.
Yiyi rolled her eyes and said, "I asked you long ago if you wanted to do something about them, but you refused to do a single thing. Can you blame me?"
"Oh my, oh my, I'd better not. I must hurry back to the Chu residence to pass along a message first." Middle-aged steward Li Bang wiped the sweat from his brow all the way as he walked back toward the Chu estate.
In an instant, a pungent smell of blood permeated the air. A crowd of bodyguards knelt all over the ground, making the entire scene look rather wretched.
She was someone who had long since mastered exceptional observational skills and was a corporate elite. Otherwise, she would not have stood out among three hundred assistant-to-the-president applicants at Yuanxing Security at the tender age of twenty-five to win the position.
"Anyi, I have my eye on three clubs: the Bamboo and Plum Poetry Society, the Chunyang Music Society, and the Liben Chess Society. Which ones do you want to join?" Li Shicheng's excited voice interrupted Jiang Anyi's daydream.
As the constraining true qi dissipated, Qin Ziyi hurried toward the outside of the hall. Everyone else inside the hall scrambled to run out as well, bunching up in a chaotic mess before the doorway.
Yan Chengying walked over with a gloomy face and sat down on the sofa at the side of the room. No one spoke in the room, and the silence was frightening.
Sun Siyiao seriously suspected that this fellow's brain was defective. Could it be that the brains of the He family members were all wired differently from ordinary people?
Unless officials from the imperial court memorialized the sovereign, raising objections or presenting evidence to overturn the conviction, the Emperor would not hand the case over to the Dali Temple for retrial.
Wen Jiu turned over and pinned Su Tao beneath him. Moonlight shone upon his face, making his facial features appear exceptionally handsome in the moonlight, and he pressed a kiss to Su Tao's face.
After the start of autumn, the days were growing colder by the day. The peanuts and sweet potatoes replanted because of the insect plague could also be harvested now, and this winter would not be easy to get through.
The Curse was far more hardcore than the Grim Reaper; at least the Grim Reaper would not hand Russell his shampoo while he was taking a bath.
Such a massive business empire, if acquired, would cause one's net worth to skyrocket instantly, rivaling the foremost commercial magnates in the world.
Fresh blood flowed down Liu Sitiao's forehead to his brows and eyes, resembling a manjusaka flower hanging upside down upon his face—seductive, bloodthirsty, yet carrying a hint of breathtaking beauty.
"Heh, Senior Sister Xia, why are you here!" Guibao also wrapped his arms around Xia Yuwei, lightly inhaling her fragrance, and then asked again.
"Not good!" Two streaks of golden light, moving from afar to near, stirred up a turbulent current and rushed forward ferociously. Tianxuan had no choice; with a wave of his left hand, an umbrella-shaped true qi blocked the attack. The two streaks of golden light struck the umbrella, producing the sound of clanging impacts, and the airflow generated by the sound waves still pushed Tianxuan back about a zhang.
Never had he expected that within this cave of the Dead Soul Clan, he would actually be able to see the skeleton of the progenitor of the elf pigs.
After stringing his heavy crossbow, Kong Lin picked up a blade with a notched edge left by his elder brother and began vigorously sharpening it against the bluestone floor tiles.
The captain led a group of sailors to prepare, while Jaime walked up to the port, gazing into the distance at Casterly Rock—his former home, which had now been usurped by others.
"Yo, Boss, give me a bowl of miso ramen too," Kakashi said to Boss Ichiraku with a smile.
The two crawled up to the slope, each pulled out a heavy bow to hold in their hands, and stuck the arrows from their quivers into the mud before them.