Chapter 142: Caught in the Web 22

He Zheyu watched Mo Qinghan bouncing down the hallway with her hair in a bun, and it was as if he were seeing her exactly as she had been when they first met.

Standing by the elevator, Mo Qinghan tilted her head, looking at He Zheyu—who was still lingering outside the apartment door—with a playful and adorable expression. "Uncle, are you coming? The elevator is here," she called out loudly.

Listening to this nickname that always gave him a headache, He Zheyu rubbed his forehead. He strode over to her, swept her into his arms, and as the elevator doors slid open, he carried her inside as easily as if she were a doll. He leaned down slightly toward her ear, his voice dropping into a low, husky register, his breath warm against her skin.

What monarch would not find such a subject troublesome? Even if the King of Qin were truly magnanimous, he would not dare to let Tian Dan return to his home state now.

This was a battle fought across a thousand miles, hidden beneath the shroud of night, devoid of clashing blades, yet once struck, the State of Zhao would surely disappoint its allies and find itself isolated and betrayed.

"Dr. Liu Chu," Jiang Xinyu called out, and naturally, it was not just the physicians who were drawn by her voice, but also Nangong Tian.

"Why so cold? I was wrong about what happened before. I'm apologizing to you, isn't that enough?" Although Feng Yi’s words were an apology, his tone held no hint of genuine remorse.

The doctors were in a state of chaos; there were too many people, and the intense emotional outbursts of the families were a major hindrance to their treatment.

"This is the solution you came up with for me!" Noble Consort Yan glared fiercely at the midwife.

Just as Liu Buyi finished practicing his martial arts, a round of applause rang out. Standing behind the garden fence was a boy of about twelve, watching him.

At this moment, it was not just the Japanese netizens who were debating the matter; other countries were discussing it as well.

The thick-browed boy spent the entire afternoon alone by the creek, sometimes gripping his scabbard as if practicing sword strikes, and other times lying in the grass, squinting at the white clouds drifting across the sky.

Wu Jin sighed softly. Position 87 should have gone to the eliminated Nicholas, but since King of Hearts had been surviving under Nicholas’s identity, and Nicholas’s popularity had been wiped out last round due to his dark history, his ranking should have been hovering around 67.

Hearing Yin Yi’s voice, she instinctively stood her ground, wanting to see how he would play this game, ignoring the admonitions of the officials outside the arena.

Wei Jianjia watched as Emperor Wei scolded Qin Jinyu, her heart swelling with triumph; she felt victory was within her grasp and that she would surely be able to drive Qin Jinyu out of the palace. Unexpectedly, such a turn of events occurred, and for a moment, she didn't react, simply staring blankly at Wei Qingwan.

The "Dust" fans, in particular, were heartbroken to see their idol walking along a muddy country path covered in animal excrement, yet they couldn't help but gaze at him with stars in their eyes, marveling at how their idol remained peerless and elegant regardless of the environment.

The Yi manor had received many imperial gifts, and the orange cakes were merely a companion to the favor; sorcery was not exactly a pleasant tool, was it? Regardless of whether it worked or not, it was repulsive, wasn't it?

"Get them something more to eat. I don't really care, but they are all getting on in years—how can they endure such suffering?" Zhong Nan pressed his advantage.

Silver Armor stood at the door, his face stern as he glanced into the pitch-black fire escape. Ultimately, he chose not to confront the mysterious knocker who had vanished. He returned to the dormitory, triggered the mechanism, and locked the door from the inside.

Consequently, the news was widely shared and immediately hit the headlines, even managing to push the trending topics of Xiao Yichen and Ye Moxing aside. It was yet another feat destined to be recorded in the annals of entertainment history.

Damn it, the location and the planning that took so much effort last time had been so thoroughly dismantled by the all-powerful Assistant Ye that the entire production team looked like fools. If not for her own explosive appeal, that episode would have been completely flavorless.

To hell with being a top-tier gold-medal agent; there wasn't another agent in the world as miserable as him.

Since Hawkeye said Hanabi was a master swordsman, she must possess strength at that level! After all, everyone knew that Hawkeye would never joke about such a matter.