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Fu Lin fell silent.

Su Yunjin no longer insisted that he sleep on the mattress just to soothe her own guilt. After all, they were both adults; sometimes, certain impulses cannot be restrained by mere words. It was far more comfortable to let him sleep by the door than to force him to exercise self-control.

Sighing, Su Yunjin asked, "Are you cold? Do you need another blanket?"

Fu Lin did not speak, but he shook his head.

The train police officer’s tone remained normal, though his body was somewhat stiff—likely due to injuries sustained during the life-and-death struggle moments ago. However, the mere fact that he had appeared suggested that Sima Xiaoliang’s side had emerged victorious.

"This is understandable. Chu Tianfang is the primary person in charge of the survival program and handles the day-to-day management on top of his own numerous business ventures. He must be incredibly busy. Don't get upset; we can wait," Nangong comforted her.

Xia Yi paid him no mind and was just about to take the person away when the one in his arms tugged at his clothes. He hesitated, then stood still.

Still, the transformation was staggering! She remembered when she first met them, they had been nothing but skin and bones; they were nowhere near as robust as they were now. No wonder she hadn't recognized them at first.

"Hmph, I think you're the one who’s changed. You’ve been listless ever since you walked in," the macaque retorted.

...What a rare chance to spend time together, and yet, even now, she was entirely preoccupied with her research. Did she have nothing else on her mind?

He tidied up his things briefly and looked at the sky. "Sigh, this weather is maddening—changing at a moment's notice. It was raining just a while ago, and now it’s stopped. It might rain again tonight, so I’d better go check on the sheepfold and get the shed covered first..." As he spoke, he walked out with his hands behind his back, eyes fixed on the sky, and shut the gate firmly behind him.

After washing the glass that had held the milk, Jiang Yi rubbed her aching arms. The hospital had been so hectic lately that it left her head spinning; she desperately needed sleep to ensure she would be energetic when she woke up early the next morning.

The Third Princess Consort explained it with a smile, and only then did Tong Cheng'er understand. Having just given birth, no one had thought to mention it to her.

"Zixia Qinghe? So it really was that bitch!" With these words, Ling Shuang disregarded everything else and strode out, approaching the courtyard where Zixia Qinghe resided in silence. Zixia Qinghe, you dared to hurt someone of mine; I will make you pay the price.

Yao Chuxi also felt a pang of worry for Princess Shu Ying, but worrying was futile. She could not bear that suffering in her place; she could only pray for her recovery.

The evening before last, Lady Wang had told Hua Xiyan that Master Tong Yi would be interpreting divination slips in front of the temple today, and insisted that Hua Xiyan go to draw one.

Han Youqi’s terrifying gaze was like a sharp blade piercing through the door, striking deep inside. With a thunderous bang, the general kicked the door open with a powerful strike.

Wang Xuemei was half-prone, her hands resting on a large tree, her round, firm buttocks raised high.

"Er Pao, come to the room with me for a moment; there is something I need to tell you," Grandma said, heading toward the room first.

Yang Xu agreed, chatted with Hou Kui for a few moments, and then slipped away under the pretext of going home to prepare some things.

Restina’s measures were clearly effective. Once implemented, the flow of people surging toward Yanjing dropped sharply, though reporters from various regions continued to arrive.

How could anyone say such a thing? Bing Ling flew into a rage, and seeing this, some onlookers became even more emboldened.

Blood trickled from the corner of Su Guoxiu’s mouth as his hulking frame appeared in the firmament, joined by many super-police officers who had previously been concealed by the clouds and mist.

The Xiongbing Company had a dedicated villa complex in the suburbs of Beizhixing for their residence. As high-ranking officials in the military, their status and benefits were exceptionally high, each commanding a significant portion of the troops.