Chapter 151: Convergence of the Five Elements

Puzzled, I asked Su Sheng if he had misheard the sound, noting that this place lacked the metal element in the Five Phases, making it completely impossible for a corpse-born ginseng baby to grow here.
Three Lady smiled and said, "Benefactor, do you know what Ten-Mile Shop is for?"
I shook my head and replied that I didn't know.
Three Lady explained, "Whenever a place is called a shop, it is generally a location for certain specialized trades, such as paper-effigy shops, stonemason shops, salt docks, and so on. As for why Ten-Mile Shop is called Ten-Mile Shop, for a thousand years—"

Sizhen was even more astonished. She still hadn't figured out why Consort Shun would want her to make a public appearance, and now she was actually willing to act as an accompaniment to set her off; it was entirely unexpected.

In the living room, Moxi's ears twitched. He hadn't heard Yao Xin'er come out of the restroom, nor had he heard Peng Yu speaking, which felt rather strange.

If someone hadn't risked their life to preserve a "Resonance Gem" capable of contacting the headquarters, they would probably have been trapped here for the rest of their lives.

"What else can we do?" Sokolov retorted. "The other party has clearly expressed that they do not hope for our help. Even if we actively cozy up to them, they won't pay us any mind."

Haijing had stayed at my place for nearly ten days, nagging me about these things every single day. No matter how impervious I was, I had still taken some of it in.

When Sokolov was explaining the superiority of penicillin, the director nodded continuously, indicating his agreement with Sokolov's statements, yet his heart was full of disdain. He thought to himself, you aren't even a doctor, what qualifications do you have to point fingers here? Had Sokolov not been the superior of his superior, he probably would have flicked his sleeves and left long ago.

Yet I felt that I had fallen to the very dust of misfortune; things could not possibly get any worse than this.

He first thought of his wife, Assia, who was a military doctor—perhaps he could ask for her opinion. But sitting up and looking around, he discovered there was no telephone in the room whatsoever, making it entirely impossible to contact Assia. He sighed, lay back down, and continued pondering a solution.

Evelyn's acting skills were consistently exquisite. If Ruvik hadn't known it was a performance, even he wouldn't have been able to spot a single flaw.

After being thrown into prison, Yulis seemed to have been forgotten by the people of the People's Commissariat for Internal Affairs; no one ever came to interrogate him. Just like that, he was locked up in the prison for five days.

Upon entering the bar, they found it in absolute chaos. Tables, chairs, benches, and beer bottles were flying everywhere. There were quite a few young men with bizarre styles of dress who had sustained injuries, their faces bruised and swollen, with blood coming from their noses and mouths. Seeing Qin Feng walk in, they glared at him with malicious expressions.

Although it was just a casual remark, the attending physician could not help but shudder.

"My lady, it's quiet outside. Should we..." Luzhi secretly glanced at the carriage curtain and left the rest unsaid, but her meaning was abundantly clear.

Watching Lu Hong's figure gradually vanish behind that door, Lu Erniang and the others walked aside, clearing the space at the palace entrance so that more other candidates could enter. Meanwhile, Song Yuan felt another wave of annoyance upon seeing Old Madam Zheng casting frequent glances his way, and thus urged the others to board the carriage.

"Big idiot, what are you doing?" Tang Youyou froze, looking at me in slight astonishment, clearly not expecting me to be at her door.
Shen Yu still remembered seeing Chuxiu a few months ago when her complexion was pale, gravely ill, and hanging by a thread. Looking at her carefully again this time, she had regained her enchanting radiance and matchless brilliance—even surpassing her former self.

Moreover, it was impossible for those powerful elders to shamelessly engage in a public martial arts duel with a junior, so a match was basically out of the question.

Why had this damned Nan Qibao, after spending a few years away, returned so clever that she even knew how to play such tai chi games?

Only when he walked outside the police station did Qin Yan finally unleash the full fury in his heart.