Chapter 63: How on earth did she fall down the stairs?

Zhou Manhua's sharp expression froze instantly, and the two crutches in her hands began to shake unsteadily.

A wave of immense terror surged within her heart; she had only wanted to expose Jiang Yunmiao's wicked deeds, not to take her own grandson's life.

"Nianke, what is going on here?" she panicked, completely at a loss. If her son found out that she had harmed his child, what would he think of her?

If the Duan family found out that she had pushed Jiang Yunmiao into such a state, how would they treat her?

She dared not even think about it, so she hurriedly looked for someone to take the blame.

Chen Nianke's voice trembled violently, "I... I... don't know..."

Sister Xu was making a phone call in the kitchen when she suddenly heard a commotion and hurriedly rushed out...

Han Qian had walked through this doorway many times in the past, and he still remembered being taken away here by the officials from the yamen. At that time, he had thought his life had no future, but fortunately, he met Wennuan. Han Qian would never have imagined that the person who came to rescue him back then was a Wennuan he had never met before.

Therefore, for this round of bonuses, Cao Yang requested that the employees keep it strictly confidential and not disclose it to anyone else, not even to people within their own company.

Right now, there were supposedly no outsiders in the office. If there had to be one, Han Qian was that outsider. He walked over to the sofa, sat down, placed the bag of medicine on the coffee table, and smiled.

Harry held his sword in both hands, while Lockhart also raised his blade-gun, which had been switched to sword mode, and the two fiercely lunged at each other.

Previously, Feng Cuiyun had invested all her savings into that restaurant and even incurred external debts. When the restaurant went under, all her money was completely lost.

"I'm going to dinner with you," Xia Songtao said. He followed Yi Cheng and moved two steps to her right, still blocking her path, and then looked at her with a provocative expression.

One must distinguish between what is primary and secondary. Compared to Rino's life, his own boring ideals, persistence, and beliefs were completely meaningless.

The lightning storm raged for a full minute before finally subsiding. Albert collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted; the spell was immensely powerful, but its mana consumption was also terrifyingly horrific.

Before anyone could react, the giant serpent suddenly opened its ferocious jaws and lunged toward Su Qingge, who was standing closest to it.

Reason told her that no matter what happened with Jiang Bie, she must never step into any entanglement with him again.

However, she felt too embarrassed to ask too many questions. The sense of boundaries between friends had to be properly maintained, especially with someone as peculiar as Rika Shiina.

It not only restricted the power of the vassal lords and prevented them from abusing their authority, but it also improved the efficiency and fairness of the government.

Deprived of their demonic Qi, the soul beasts were initially extremely weak in aura, but the bracelet space contained abundant spiritual energy. With the help of these spiritual qi and Chu Ran's medicinal pills, their conditions gradually improved, restoring them to their pre-demonic states.

She could not understand why Shen Guoping had never beaten his children in all these years, yet lately, he kept resorting to physical violence.

For a moment, the scene fell into chaos, and the imperial soldiers scrambled for cover to avoid this sudden attack.

Shortly after, a servant came in to report that the clan leader and the others had already gathered the clansmen to discuss how to execute Yun Mengxue.

Ever since their encounter, they had practically been living together, and any conflicts or friction had long since passed.

It also answered many of the doubts lingering in Shijiu's mind. Of course, it simultaneously gave rise to many new questions, leaving numerous mysteries still waiting for Shijiu to unravel one by one.

Han Mo felt a bit strange. Since the guests had left, why hadn't he seen them in the main hall? Could it be that they had left through the back door? Was there something shameful about it?

Mu Sangning was also dumbfounded. She looked up at Feng Xingzhi, catching the sight of a knife-like sharpness in his eyes.

If Zhang Qihang lived alone, the place was indeed very large and luxurious. Moreover, if he were to live there for an extended period, he would truly feel somewhat lonely.

For the puppet troops aided by the Yankees, building a pontoon bridge across the North Han River was a matter of merely a dozen minutes or so.

Looking down, the pilot who had been ordered to wait for him in the spacecraft was faintly waving at him from below.

He could not let Ning Yan go to the hospital at this time, so he hurriedly called home and instructed someone to intercept Ning Yan.

Back then, harboring the sweet dream of finally studying under a renowned master, he was about to joyfully prepare to showcase his skills, but unexpectedly, the eccentric old man threw a task at him first. To this day, he still remembered the tone and content of the old man's words back then.

Lu Youkui, however, could not think of a way to escape for the moment, and could only stare resentfully at Lingxi.

"Fine. I am!" Liu Yifei gently removed her sunglasses, because the sun atop the skyscraper had suddenly drifted behind a cloud, plunging the street below into darkness, making it inconvenient for her to watch her path while wearing shades.

At the same time, Zhu Wentian's orders were being fully implemented. New recruits were currently being enlisted, damaged sections of the city walls were being repaired, and merchants had also taken action, with some already transporting grain supplies into the city.

Zhu Wentian's speech finally came to an end. Checking his phone, he discovered that Sister D had already sent a WeChat message, which she had probably sent while laughing somewhere just moments earlier.

So in his heart, she was merely an ordinary relative, a burden he was forced to carry. Now that she had reached adulthood, was he in such eager haste to shake her off?

Even Shu An could not help feeling a sense of emotional stirring in his heart; sometimes, after intense physical exertion, the body actually developed a somewhat transparent, refreshed sensation.

Although he was aware of this matter, Emperor Taizong of Tang harbored unknown intentions and did not say much about it.

However, Li Jing could not help shaking his head at this moment, thinking inwardly that he must never agree to the Emperor on this matter again.

The *lijin* tax system appeared during the Xianfeng reign of the Qing Dynasty. It originally started because the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom movement was in full swing and controlled the provinces of Jiangnan, leaving the imperial court with no other taxable revenue. Thus, someone proposed this method, establishing collection bureaus along the Li and Xia rivers to solicit donations publicly and inform rice shops to donate *lijin* to aid military funds.

Regrettably, out of the thirteen members, only six were willing to purchase—specifically those six who had initially acquired the skills during the training period.

One could only say that as expected of someone who had spent a considerable amount of time by Grandpa An's side, behaving like an ordinary aristocratic lady was naturally out of the question.

Throughout lunchtime, Fan Lei chatted and laughed merrily with Fang Chang, not saying a single word about escaping. Li然 sat quietly at the side, eating mechanically as if chewing on wax, while a bitter sense of grief fermented deeply within his chest.