How to Handle an All-Straight Cast (Complete)

Perhaps afraid that her hand had reached the wrong place, she turned her head slightly. With that turn, she caught sight of Jin Yang's face.

"Without you, I cannot sleep. Come here, won't you?" Sang Zhuo seemed to perceive the hint of hesitation in her eyes, and thus spoke in a soft, pleading tone, a look of entreaty faintly visible in his gaze.

Yao Qingmu sat at the table with her arms crossed, glaring angrily at Gongye Nan, who sat opposite her with a blushing face and lowered head, not daring to meet her eyes.

A wave of wild joy washed over Yao Qingmu. Wonderful! She had finally learned of Meng Fang's whereabouts. As it turned out, she really was locked within the City Lord's Mansion. By the same token, Xing'er should be imprisoned here as well.

However, the Crown Prince doted heavily on Noble Consort Liu, who was now carrying the Crown Prince's flesh and blood. No wonder she harbored ambitions for the position of Crown Princess.

When she first discovered it, she was already three months pregnant, and due to her special physical constitution, the child could not be aborted.

The entryway was the darkest spot in the entire apartment. Usually, Lin Shenhenshen would rely on the hallway light to switch on the porch light before closing the door.

Hearing this, the fans who had initially wanted to launch into a fierce verbal tirade were instantly rendered speechless. They, too, had actually thought the person singing on stage was Qi Qin. Once it was pointed out as the main focus, those with a fiery temper began to look down on Li Rui.

Just as Yuan Ben gave his assent, the other seven divine statues suddenly transformed into divine lights, converging toward the Divine Dragon statue. Amidst a dazzling golden glow, a sacred beast appeared before them: it possessed the head of a dragon and the body of a kui, covered in fiery chi scales, with its four legs and claws originating respectively from the Divine Roc, the Divine Phoenix, the Tiger-Rhinoceros, and the Bi'an, while the tail swaying behind it was none of the other than that of the Xuanwu.

Yet for the moment, he could not speak rashly. At this instant, he felt that Ying Chong's gaze was exceptionally scorching, the intent to kill within his eyes fierce and unbridled, as if whatever he said, he was capable of carrying out.

For Nian Chuchen, Do Min-jun in the drama was far more than just the epitome of a good man—he was quite literally the best and most wonderful man in the entire world.

"Wow, it smells so good! What delicious food has Sister Jianyue made this time? Let me have a look." Lianbi scurried in, peeking over Jianyue's shoulder to peer into the ceramic jar.

"I'm guessing?" Yuan He's gaze shifted to the two somewhat startling hickey marks on the front of Qin Yafu's neck, left behind by Lin Zihang when he lost a bit of self-control the previous night.

Upon hearing this, Lan Haijun's expression changed slightly. Primarily, seeing two children born on the very same day meet with such drastically different fortunes inevitably stirred up a sense of sullen resentment within him.

Moreover, even things that appeared worthy of sharing with others could not be told to anyone else.

Able to defeat the enemy by dawn tomorrow? Was this mere boasting? Or could it be said that this person was completely ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth?

"Yafu, drink some water." Lan Haijun finally remembered Qin Yafu, who was sitting not far from him. He had just gone out to ask a waiter for a cup of plain water and handed it over.

This lightning happened to be the nemesis of puppets. Striking the blood shadows, they had no room to parry whatsoever, shattering away like bubbles.

To his knowledge, ever since this naval force retreated into Hangu, their military provisions and pay had been continuously withheld. Therefore, Ying Chong felt deep anxiety regarding the condition of the Hehu Army.

The more Zhang Jun thought about it, the more agonizing it became. That single crucial detail was just eluding his memory; he began to feel somewhat bewildered and appeared rather absent-minded.

Accompanied by a cry of agony, that plump fellow in the mid-stage of the Meridian-Opening Realm was sent flying without the slightest ability to resist.

Go seek reinforcements from Kebineng; at a time like this, he had no choice but to turn to Kebineng. Ironically, in the past, Mi Jia had always sought to contend with Kebineng both overtly and covertly, yet when Yan Bei truly invaded, Mi Jia's most reliable ally remained Kebineng.

To compel Su Ni to speak, Tuoba Hu slightly loosened his grip on the latter's neck, allowing Su Ni to draw a breath.

It is simply the hope that, if you are willing, you can buy out all of my leisure time for just a few yuan a month.

The Abyss Monarch of yesteryear did not wield a blade or a sword, nor any cauldron, furnace, bell, or chime; instead, he commanded this vast and terrifying floating city, ruthlessly suppressing anyone who dared to defy him.

It was not that weapons could not be sold; in fact, Yan Bei was quite willing to sell slightly inferior spears and halberds to warlords whose territories were far away from his, such as Zhang Miao, who sought to contend for the governorship of Yanzhou, or Yuan Shu of Nanyang.

Including the Ten Great Clans, they were likewise discussing this upcoming matter, planning to send forth the most outstanding young members of their respective factions to participate.

Not at all; when the Xiongnu were gone, there were the Xiongnu; when the Xiongnu were no longer around, there were the Xianbei. It seemed there would never be an end to it.

Sword qi constantly struggled between his fingertips, yet no matter how it tried, it could not break free, until finally it dissipated into nothingness, and Su Miao's complexion dimmed a fraction further.

"He is a powerful man, a true hero." Ling Shuang clutched her delicate fists, her beautiful eyes wide, her heart pounding like thunder.

Arriving at the dressing room, Tang Jingyi stared at herself in the mirror, feeling vaguely that something was amiss, yet unable to pinpoint what it was.

After delivering the final prescription of the morning, I recalled Sun Zhongjing's parting instructions and decided to make a trip to the Southern Camp.

The first to spot Ling Yao was Chunliu, who was carrying food along the path leading to Meng Siyu's courtyard.

On second thought, after Gu Wangchen turned fourteen, his interactions with the original host had decreased; perhaps he had already harbored certain thoughts back then.

Yet at this moment, the Longevity Sword materialized in Lu Ziyu's hand. The razor-sharp blade sliced through the opponent's hair, glowing with a sheet of pristine white light, electric sparks crackling across its surface. Lu Ziyu slowly lowered the longsword into the water.

As for the specific content of the dream, she did not remember it very clearly after waking up, retaining only a vague recollection of the portion involving Ji Feichen. In the dream, she seemed to have experienced everything from dating him to breaking up with him, and in the dream, she appeared to be deeply sorrowful.

Tang Fei felt countless conflicting pieces of information clashing within her mind, inducing a bout of dizziness. She closed her eyes once more.

Tang Tianhao had already returned, accompanied by another official in his thirties, wearing a black gauze yishan crown, a green round-collared official robe embroidered with a rank badge, and sporting a mustache in three strands. The two sat at a square table, looking up at the second floor.

On stage, when the audience was too far away to clearly see the actors' faces, the emotions conveyed by the lines and the intensity used to stir up feelings were of paramount importance.

Scarface dragged me to the cabin door, peering down into pitch-blackness. I concentrated my killing intent into my eyes and unexpectedly saw monsters below. There was no light, and the ship's lights had all gone out, allowing me only to barely make out massive, dark, crawling beasts moving slowly. Their bodies resembled those of Stegosauruses, and their heads were indistinct, but they were definitely not herbivores.