Chapter 148: 【Tomorrow's Update Will Be Delayed a Bit】(Not a Hiatus!)

【Tomorrow's update will be delayed a bit】(Not a hiatus!)

The footsteps, heavy as a mallet striking a drum, pounded against Duke's heart as if striking it directly, sending his adrenaline surging and his breathing suddenly growing ragged.

After chatting with Fei Li for quite a while about the awards and the academician selection, and having lunch together, Tian Lu, just as Li Nian had predicted, didn't go back to the hospital but instead headed over to the Future Biology Building and stayed for half the afternoon.

Since it was already quitting time and the result had been settled, Tian Lu had no more drive left, so he hastily tidied up a bit and walked out of the laboratory.

"A powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake; we're not even a powerful dragon, but they are. Let's pull out." Saga said irritably.

Chrysanthemum watched Chestnut and the others, not knowing whether to laugh or cry—she really didn't know how these kids, after just one night apart, had managed to pile up so much to say!

However, Duke simply ignored this complaint; phones running out of battery mid-use was something he'd experienced more than once or twice, and that iPhone's battery life—courtesy of a friendly contribution from Cai Siqiang—was really too pathetic.

Today was Yun Xian's day off, and he was wearing his usual everyday dark-blue plain-satin lined jacket, sitting cross-legged on the warm kang. The Old Lady wore a peacock-blue front-buttoned pleated jacket and sat on the other side of the kang table. Xiu Ying knelt on the edge of the kang, fastening a matching jade-inlaid headband on the Old Lady.

"We really don't want to kill you, just capture you—after all, you are... precious experimental subjects." Rustan said.

He had originally been counting on Chrysanthemum having a pitted face so no one would marry her, and then she wouldn't get pregnant, and everything would still be salvageable. Who would have thought she was already married, and so coincidentally pregnant too—what was he to do now?

Chrysanthemum turned and shut the courtyard gate, answering as she did, "It's me, Mother," and then came to her side.

It was clearly a plea, yet when he spoke it, it came out somewhat stiffly—which was no wonder; having grown this big, apart from begging someone once in a sea of fire, he had never again begged anyone.

Wei Rourui frowned; the throbbing pain at her fingertips was heart-wrenching—no wonder they say the ten fingers are linked to the heart, it really was true, the pain was killing her.

It turned out that just now, Gongye Nan had seen that turning back to pull her was too late, so with a flash of his figure, he had stepped ahead and crashed into the wall himself, serving as her human cushion.

At this moment, Lin Shenshen was half-asleep; she felt someone stroking her forehead, gentle and full of love, like a dream.

Although she felt she could escape from Ye Lan, it would certainly be an extremely troublesome matter.

When Ruohaimu discovered she had missed two meals, he was furious and stormed off to find Wei Rourui, only to discover that her family and daughter-in-law both looked troubled—why?

A jolt, and she nearly fell off; the hand she had just stretched out instinctively drew back and clutched the horse's neck.

Although Liu Qianqian's information was cut off, she had already learned of it. Suppressing the panic in her heart, she dressed and made herself up properly before coming to seek him out.

Only then did Gu Lanshan lower her head, following Sheng Shi's hand, and saw the cool stone pendant dangling casually from his fair, slender fingertips.

She pressed her lips together, stole a glance at him—he said nothing—then secretly lifted her eyelid to peek again—he still said nothing.

If from now on they could behave themselves, he would not hold it against them; but if the opposite, he would surely destroy them.

Just now Zhou Xingguo hadn't looked carefully, since his attention had been focused on the Biluo Sect below; but now the fireworks suddenly burst forth, and the place where they and the others were stood bright as day.

Nangong Xiyue's emotional intelligence was still quite high; she could tell that Deng Hanyuan's face-saving mentality was severe. But, facing a man who loved her and whom she also loved, she was completely lost in it.

"Hehe, let big brother hold you properly." He laughed as he spoke, increasing his force. She felt a slight pain in her waist. Involuntarily, her body pressed tightly against his.

The moment Mo Xi let go of Lin Jiahao, Lin Jiahao shot off like a rocket, becoming the second to go check the surveillance.

"Get back to whatever you should be doing—can't you see I'm busy? No time to banter with you! You hear me? I'll warn you once—don't cause trouble here!" He hugged the tire and kept walking forward, not even glancing at her as the words burst out, his tone carrying obvious anger.

Within a month, the Sword Realm gradually stabilized, but the Ling Dynasty was thrown into utter chaos. The Hexi Road border had fallen, with most of the Hexi Road territory occupied by the Gan Dynasty's army, and the Sword Realm had actually issued Sword Invitations, preparing to exterminate the Ling Dynasty. This truly gave the Ling Emperor a splitting headache.

"Of course, I want to drag this Huang Musheng out right now and tear him into ten thousand pieces!" he said through gritted teeth.

"If you've got the guts, say it to my face—what's with the snide, roundabout talk?" Lili had long understood that Huang Aixia's words were aimed at her, so she simply laid everything out in the open, no longer holding anything back.

Afterward, Zheng Haoxuan began his cooking journey. Actually, Sister Li sending the rest of the people away did make things much more convenient—at the very least, there was no need to worry about them suffering any accidents.

Lin Fang raised his hand apologetically and looked up at the building, four or five stories tall—this girl had actually been able to jump from such a height and land unscathed; clearly she was no simple character.

After a while, the waiter cleared the table, brewed a pot of Songyun green tea, and set out four plates of pastries.

After entering the room, Zhou Ruoxi shut the door forcefully, threw herself straight onto the bed, her expression complicated.

"Ling Qi! Meng'er! Are you two alright?!" Ye Siming's face was grim; the intense cold forced him to worry about Meng'er and Luo Lingqi inside his body.