Volume 1, Chapter 25: Cooking for My Husband Is No Toil for Me

Li Zhaoyang rose slowly, picked up the cloak that Xiao Qingyu had just set aside, draped it gently over her shoulders, adjusted it with care, and tied a knot at the ends.

"It is cold, my lady; you should dress more warmly."

"Is my husband displeased with my attire today?" Xiao Qingyu asked, feigning injury.

She had assumed that the 'sissy' opposite her would be swept to the ground by her strike, but to her surprise, he had dodged her fierce attack without even moving a muscle.

"Is that so? Since you cannot bear to hurt me, it is my turn to hurt you." The Blue Enchantress stared intently at Zhao Zilong, then suddenly flashed a bewitching smile, flipped over, and pinned him to the ground with effortless grace.

He Xi wandered through the cotton district, where most of the textile workers were NPCs working in the open. Since they offered no quests to players, the area remained largely deserted. He Xi circled the workshops but found nothing of value. He tried knocking on the doors, but they remained firmly shut, offering no opportunity.

"Making hundreds of thousands a year as a purchasing agent? They conveniently forget that she had an annual salary of nearly a million back home and only fled abroad after her father was investigated, don't they?"

Because Jennifer had offered no resistance and made no sound when she was poisoned, the game granted the player a very long window to hide after the murder was complete. He Xi was in no rush; he simply stared tensely at the corridor door.

"A panacea! Damn it, why didn't I think of that?" He Xi slapped his forehead, feeling like an absolute fool.

Yet, wherever it flew, the circle of light followed. The two spun rapidly through the air, chasing and fleeing in a fierce display of intensity.

In the second act, Zhou Danniang practiced her arts diligently in the brothel. Innocent and naive, she believed that by relying on her skills to earn money for the madam, she could eventually earn people's respect and win her own freedom.

"This... eating more green peppers... are you flirting with me?" He Xi was at a loss; it seemed she wouldn't let him leave unless he gave her something.

With his leg held fast in her grip, he could neither kick her away nor walk off, and as he reached out to pull her by the collar, he found himself stuck.

How was it that they both ate the same rice and drank the same mineral water, yet Gu Ange’s train of thought remained so uniquely bizarre?

The gardener was untied and explained that he had been feeding the horses when he was suddenly knocked unconscious; when he woke, he heard only Old Hei struggling.

Huo Binhu and the others were struck with terror and rushed to guard Old Man Ding’s bedside, attempting to block the Third Brother and his companion.

The edge of the golden blade was less than a foot from Wu Tianbiao’s neck. At such a distance, even a child could easily kill with that blade, let alone a master like Ji Longjun.

Seeing the egg lying lifeless, it was impossible to tell if it was still alive. The surface was blackened, as if scorched by demonic energy, and there were three large cracks in the shell.

The prescription was genuine, but the herbs were fake—counterfeit medicine that lacked any of the intended effects.

Xu Yan chuckled softly. Even now, she did not want Huang Xinming to see her vulnerable side.

She only saw that her status was inferior to others, failing to realize how much she had already received, nor did she consider that it was her own lack of effort that had failed to earn her a position of respect.

He truly wanted to rush forward again, to kiss Li Zixin’s smooth, fragrant neck without restraint and leave behind a trail of marks of his affection.

Conversely, seeing this, netizens from various countries began to grow expectant about the new program Lin Ruofeng was creating for the China International Channel.

Feeling the immense aura of cultivation from the three, Ye Haoran silently closed his eyes and began to perceive.

Unlike the Shadow Warriors, whose internal heat signatures he could detect through his x-ray vision to judge their positions and movements, after Dr. Long used his disguise, He Xi could see absolutely nothing.