Volume 1, Chapter 51: From Now On, You Are Qi Xiangfu's Rebirth Parents

"Rest assured, President Qi, I will definitely do my best!"

Lin Xiaoxu opened his needle pouch once more, picked up the silver needles one by one, and pierced them into the acupoints on Qi Xiangfu's body, leaving only a fingernail-length of the tails exposed.

With a gentle flick of his finger against the ends of the needles, Lin Xiaoxu caused them to vibrate slightly.

This allowed wisps of nearly invisible spiritual energy to be transmitted rapidly through the vibrating needle tails into every meridian of Qi Xiangfu's body, repairing and stimulating the singular gonadotropins within him to achieve renewed development.

Zhu Liulian did not even dare to blink! He seemed to catch a glimpse of faint, shimmering silver-white light suddenly flashing across Qi Xiangfu's body, though in an instant...

A faint, ambiguous smile always hung at the corners of his mouth as he cast a deep glance at the high-spirited Dongfang Jie. After all, he was only here to attend the celebratory ceremony; as for everything else, he was merely a spectator watching a play.

"..." Xu Xunran looked at him with unease and nodded forcefully. Her hands beneath the table clenched slightly, revealing a web of prominent, frightening veins.

At this moment, Su Zicheng had his eyes closed and appeared to be fast asleep, his head resting against the glass, swaying with the bumps of the bus.

"If he loves you so much, how could he bear to hurt you?! Why won't he leave your body?" After listening to Sister Xue's stories and pondering Su Ai's current actions, Zhang Ziyu felt that none of this made any logical sense.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but let out a breath of relief. The security of the Wushu Mountain Reserve really was strict; just to pass through the front gates, there were actually this many procedures?

"You'd all better snap out of it and smarten up! Do you all have a death wish, messing things up one after another?" He Junhao's furious voice rang out, causing the several men standing opposite him to tremble with fear.

An Mei'er immediately clicked on it to take a look, and surprisingly, this post was a formal statement issued by the headmaster himself.

"Since you already know you were wrong, I will forgive you on Nannann's behalf." Tang Haonan let out a cold snort, turned around, and pulled Su Nannann tightly into his arms as the two embraced closely beneath the dazzling lights.

Ding He had not expected that Fatty Chang would also have powerful backers in the provincial capital. It was obvious that he was simply waiting for his backing to arrive and lend a hand.

Chen Jie had been sent first to the provincial hospital and later transferred to the South Suburb First Hospital, yet neither place could do anything for him.

Driving slowly along the dim street, Gu Xing cast his gaze all around while speaking in a calm tone.

"I kept wondering why something felt off all this time. It's all because of that strange dream!" Ning Yue said through gritted teeth.

By the afternoon, Bai Yi casually pulled a portion from the large stack of homework he had prepared beforehand and gave it to Miya and the others to work on just to pass the time. As for himself, he sat in his private room, letting the five newly arrived students enter one by one in rotation for an interview and Q&A session.

There was clearly nothing wrong with that statement, but why did it sound so modern? Bai Yi furrowed his nonexistent brows slightly before glancing at the gorgeous suit of armor nearby.

Li Zicheng's expression was as dark as water. Although he had not held high hopes for Li Yan's lobbying mission to begin with, he never expected that even now, with Anqing Prefecture already captured by his forces, these people would still dare to show such contempt for him.

More than two months had passed since the incident in Jincheng. Gu Xing did not concern himself with the aftermath there, only occasionally catching some related disaster relief information online. As two months slipped by, the snow disaster in Jincheng had gradually faded from the public eye.

Though the two appeared intimate on the surface, there was always a trace of stiffness between them—very much like the feeling Lawyer Jiang once had when interacting with the Commander: it felt like acting, not something stemming from the heart.

Ning Yue naturally hoped that Anran could attend Xiangzhou University just like them, but she also respected Anran's own wishes.

The temperature in their hometown was much lower, so both of them dug out their coats to wear. It happened to be the busy farming season right now.

The so-called freedom was merely a pitiful fig leaf obtained by locking one's own heart inside a prison cell.

Huang Meng nodded and said no more. Talented individuals often possessed unusual eccentricities and stubbornness. Fortunately, this place was somewhat better than Qingqiu Courtyard; despite the hasty timeframe, he had still arranged for some renovations to be made.

Jiuge, who had remained entirely silent on the side, knitted his brows slightly. He cast a displeased glance at the Empress Dowager and looked at Fuling with a complex gaze.

It offered both spiritual stones and striking looks; it was the kind of existence that could clearly rely on its face yet stubbornly chose to rely on ability, making people feel both deeply enamored and conflicted.

He abruptly turned his head, intending to assign blame, but upon seeing the perpetrator's face, the words of interrogation instantly stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single syllable for a long time.

And following her repeated provocations and harassment, every time Du Ran saw her, she wore that haughty, nose-in-the-air attitude, making no effort to conceal her contempt and disgust.

Yu Danqing let out a yawn, pushed herself up from the dining table, and said lazily, "It's getting late, let's leave it for another day. This is a long-term project; it's not something you can master in a day or two." With those words, she raised her foot and walked toward the door.

During the meal, Tang Xinying kept exchanging glances with Qiao Nuo, and Qiao Nuo naturally understood what she meant.

The two eunuchs hurriedly pushed open the door and ran toward the servants' quarters, shouting as they ran, "Fire! There's a fire!"

Han Yufang nodded happily upon hearing this. Of course he knew the Emperor was heading to the Grand Preceptor's estate, but what truly distressed him was that the Emperor seemed completely indifferent to his opinion and had not informed him of anything at all.

Once the routine annual affairs were concluded and all the officials had withdrawn, Fu Wanquan helped Emperor Yongxian back to the bedchamber of the Yongqian Palace. The monarch, who had appeared full of energy just moments before, no sooner sat upon the dragon bed than he leaned back against the headrest and closed his eyes, his exhaustion fully exposed.

"Good thing you know." Chatting all the way about Pike, the two had already reached the entrance of Qingyu Taoist Temple. It had to be said that this rare Agate Emperor Tiger truly drew every eye along the way.

Feng Yunran lowered her gaze, casting a faint look at the old man coughing up blood. Her red lips curved slightly, making her vibrant and alluring face appear even more enchanting and mesmerizing.

After the cylindrical elevator descended slowly for a few minutes, it finally came to a stop with a "ding."

Su Tangtang was never defeated by any external factors, and she had always believed in herself.

"Yes, shall we go to the capital with you?" Tang Ying'er chimed in, a trace of worry crossing her face.