Chapter 57: The Ancients Were Still Too Conservative

Yu Leng felt a tinge of regret. Why wasn't the show broadcast live?
Live broadcasts were so much more interesting.
Although the cameras were filming twenty-four hours a day, the recorded version would inevitably have some content edited out before being aired.
Yu Leng cast an upward glance at Tang Wanrou, though she hadn't expected her to be in such eager anticipation.
She had just stepped ashore, not even making it through the courtyard gate yet, and Tang Wanrou was already coming to pick a fight with her.
Could it be that she had been waiting here for her all this time?

Lifting her gaze slightly, the Empress looked at the man holding the swaddling clothes with a face full of smiles. Suddenly, the world went black before her eyes, her hands holding the baby's bundle dropped limply, and she collapsed to the ground.
Ma Teng and Ji Ruxue were both gazing at Long Zhan. From his words alone, they could discern the vast gap between the human race of Huaxia and other races.

"However, I can't just call you by your name directly, can I?" Shen Yuan rubbed his temples, a troubled expression on his face.
The most troublesome part right now was that these two clearly had no intention of fighting him head-on; they merely wanted to stall him until their fellow sect members arrived.

Bai Wanwan raised her left hand and gave the alchemy furnace a push. The furnace instantly hurtled toward the fourth-realm great demon, forcing it to retreat step by step.

"His Majesty's sacred decree is final, how can we dare to disobey an imperial order?" Shen Linfeng supported his forehead with one hand, his face full of helplessness.
She fished out a piece of candy from her pocket—she never knew when she had put it there—and peeled off the wrapper. Because of her rather strict dietary control recently, Ling Xi always carried plenty of candies with her.

Under the gaze of those eyes, all resistance and movement seemed superfluous. It was the presence of something utterly unshakeable, much like humans looking up at the sky, unable to defy the will of the heavenly Dao.

"Once I find this item, I can take you away from the Prince's estate and we can elope far away." By the end, her tone gradually faded, feeling as though something had tugged at her heart, and her eyes instantly grew dim.

Old Madam Liu was also startled, thinking to herself that these things were hidden in the cellar of her room, and apart from herself and her deceased husband, no one knew there was a cellar in her room.

Since everyone wrapped their own food, Fang Zhengshi didn't stand on ceremony with them either. It was just the time they had opened their stall, which meant it was the busiest hour.

A prominent and wealthy family like the Cheng clan, after decades and centuries of accumulation, had long since grown into a behemoth.

"Remember this, it won't be long before I let you know what I'm capable of." A slight gloom hung in his heart. Remembering the person who had crippled his Tongyang meridian, a flash of murderous intent crossed Zhao Xuan's mind.

"Trust me!" Xiao Li said to me very solemnly. She wasn't looking at me, her eyes fixed entirely on the car chasing us.

Zhang子豪's voice was laced with bitter resentment as he spoke word by word, while the scarred man beside him nodded. Zhang子豪 raised his head and looked in the direction of the main gate.

Just as they were speaking, with a sudden bang, the office door was slammed open from the outside, and a male police officer flew backward into the room.

Naturally, the main thing was not to let Zhao Yingchun's new dress get dirty; she had to go to the Yang family looking spotless and beautiful, leaving the Yang family with the best possible impression.

Li Ziqing sat lazily to one side, her gaze looking out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Although the inside was bustling with activity, the bar outside under the night sky appeared exceptionally serene.

As soon as those words fell, Nanny Wang felt a surge of secret joy: The eldest miss's gaze was simply too terrifying! If her own mistress truly submitted to this elder sister's discipline, where would they, as servants, find any good days ahead?

Walking down the bustling street filled with a continuous stream of traffic, shutting out the various noisy cries and shouts of vendors, she marveled at the prosperity of the city.

And you have to hand it to him—mellow liquor paired with a cigarette was truly gratifying; at the very least, her tense nerves unconsciously relaxed and eased.

"A snake?" Sikong Ze looked up and immediately understood what was going on, his face instantly sinking.

Now that her finances were considerably more relaxed, she might as well buy one for her right now, which could also be considered a way of thanking her for her previous protection.