Chapter 110: Enduring Again and Again

Clearly, the Jin army’s strategy was to trap the Xi forces on the mountain, waiting for their supplies to run out so they would collapse from within without a fight.

With his decision made, Ximen Qing revealed his name to Li Qiong, telling him he had come from Yanggu County in Shandong to visit a friend in Xiangzhou.

Even some famous singers have been known to faint mid-performance from sheer exhaustion. Behind every star lies a hidden story of hardship few ever see.

It was after that irritating haircut experience that Ding Guibao resolved never to work in construction again. Surprisingly, he didn’t seem troubled and soon made up his mind about what to do next.

Yes, she was indeed a beautiful girl back then—truly deserving of the phrase “beloved by all.” For some girls, beauty is their pride and capital. But for her, it brought nothing but misfortune and suffering.

“May I first see the Chen family’s collection before making a decision?” Lu Tianyu suggested.

“Since you’re ill, we’ll send you to the afterlife early,” said the white-haired old man, as three burly men behind him moved swiftly.

Yue Erquan was a man deeply devoted to family. His sister Bianzi’s act of taking him in as kin only deepened his gratitude and remembrance. Now that his fortunes were on the rise, his appreciation for Bianzi’s kindness only grew stronger.

As the debate raged on, Tian Feng stepped forward to voice his approval and subtly signaled Liu Xie. At this moment, Tian Feng was perhaps the one Liu Xie trusted most. Though puzzled by Tian Feng’s agreement, Liu Xie chose to trust him after some thought.

Thus, Lin Yuan filled the luxurious bathtub with hot water and sank in, beginning a leisurely soak.

The fragile life of the unborn child stirred faintly when tainted by the blood of its parents, the fetal heartbeat fluttering with new life.

“I’ll take you back, then.” Her schedule was tight, and it was a rare chance to meet Xu Jing; who knew when they would see each other again.

But the Jiang Liyun family seemed to thrive on endless entanglements. Sometimes, she wished she could just throw back the hundred thousand yuan to end the constant disputes. She was weary and longed for a peaceful life.

It was only the first day in the capital, yet they couldn’t even enter the gates of the Huo estate—what a joke that was.

Autumn Lingyang took a mouthful of porridge but did not swallow; instead, he spat it out, his hands covered.

Xu Qianshi’s words struck a chord with Shang Xufeng’s heart. He believed that his unfortunate sister would finally find happiness from then on.

What she hadn’t foreseen was that in the blink of an eye, everything vanished—and she was the only one kept in the dark.

After treating her wounds, Ye Li immediately felt less pain in her back, though a heavy pressure remained. Chu Haoxuan wrapped her entirely in a sheet, leaving only her spine exposed, and she dared not resist.

Chu Liangrao, satisfied, invited everyone to their seats before ordering the performance. The prepared troupe took the stage, singing melodiously.

Had she not been dressed so plainly, or perhaps if she carried the imperial decree from Yelü Chu, she might have had a chance to enter the Tiger Master’s camp.

Suddenly, Zhang Jing noticed the full name of this traditional medicine clinic was “National Medical Hall Traditional Chinese Medicine Outpatient Department, Jiazi City Branch.”

These days, eloping might carry a bad reputation, but rebellion sounds far nobler. Moreover, Shang Qiao had left early, and Shang Zhishang had risen to prominence. Out of respect for those in power, people were more restrained in their mockery of the Shang family.

Xia Ziying took a deep breath, dismissing the idle onlookers from the delivery room, leaving only Heng Qiao and Lu Yu to assist.

As soon as Xu Sinian finished speaking, the wail of the Security Bureau’s patrol car siren echoed outside.

Autumn had arrived. On quiet nights, the chirping of autumn insects filled the air. The stars blanketed the sky, the moon shone clear, and a gentle breeze stirred. Fireflies settled on the night-blooming jasmine by the door—all so healing, infinitely more soothing than the restless city.

He knew life in the outer city was harsh, but he had never imagined it would be this severe.

“Chi Lian.” Just a few steps away, Ling Jun called out behind her and hurried after. Snatching her umbrella, he threw it aside.

Tang Yunfeng struck again, the crackling thunder deafening. Seeing this, the malevolent spirit dodged, gathering dark mist that instantly formed a sharp sword, lunging at Tang Yunfeng.

The Northern Army was established as a combat force, evident from its structure. It belonged to the Central Imperial Guards, existing since the Western Han dynasty, named for their stationing north of Chang’an.

The beautiful young lord asked, “Qianfan, why are you carrying things? What if an assassin harmed me while you were away? You must know that Shangguan Xiajin’s head ranks second on the Jianghu assassination list, worth a hefty reward of three thousand taels of gold.” Saying this, he tugged at his clothes.

Murong Ruo was momentarily stunned, then understood the undertone in the governor’s wife’s words. Regret welled in her heart. Though Murong Jinnian was also her friend, she wished that Dugu Xin would never leave that body.

In those final moments, I seemed truly to see you, Jimo, descending from the heavens, radiant amidst the brilliant light. You grasped my hand and held my broken, weakened body close.