Ling Jian Zun Novels & Stories

gesture, "Mister has been busy lately, Mr. and Mrs. Jian's intentions are already clear to you. I will send the two of you out of the mansion." "Then this gift ......" Jane Zhendong was a little nervous, looking at Shen Xiujin with an expectant face. The man slightly sidled his head, his lips spilling out a light smile, "Mr. Jian's heart, leave it." Hearing this, Jane Zhendong heart ruthlessly breathed a sigh of relief ...... gift accepted, that is, the promise will not come back to implicate Jane's Group, and the rest of the Jane family because of that sinful seed.

"The vanguard is watching. The eastern commanders are waiting for the integration to be sealed. Do not let a common kitchen maid mock the law of your father’s house." Luna Ling Zhou remained motionless in her carved chair, but her dark eyes had shifted. She was no longer looking at the iron sword; she was staring at Jiji’s hands, which were now stained with the dark soot from Yi Zhou’s stable tunic. A tiny, fractional crease appeared between her brows—the first real sign of irritation I had seen on her perfect face since entering the hall. To her, this wasn't a tragedy; it was a vulgar, disorganized mess that was stalling her father's three thousand spears. "Jiji," Yi Zhou finally whispered,

Hoping it was something he could tease her with if he ever felt like. ZhengLi paused for a moment, a new tinge of light in his eyes as he laid himself out casually, stretching himself taller and getting comfy. A sense of smug moving over him that the name he read, actually was pretty ironic. "It's MingYun." ZhengLi smiled wider, a little happy that he knew this would annoy YuZhi, the translation of the word not lost on him and YuZhi stared back in disbelief. He snorted at his friends' stupid joke, shrugged like he was a total liar and turned away with a dismissive wave.

As Zhou Tian spoke, he took a steel pipe from Long Kun's subordinate and threw it in front of Jin Zhe. "What?" The veins on Jin Zhe's forehead stood out, and he stared at Zhou Tian fiercely. He found that Zhou Tian was not joking with him. "You don't understand human language?" Zhou Tian said coldly. "Surname Zhou, you've gone too far! I'm warning you, the Jin Family is not to be trifled with!" Jin Zhe's trembling voice roared to the sky. He wanted to cover up the fear in his heart with his roar. "Haha, I like to provoke people who are not to be trifled with."

Answer Tian Xiulan with a smile. “Yes, Brother Wushang. We are discussing the preparation. I’m asking sister Xiulan about mother-in-law's food preference and decoration. This official residence seems too bland for mother-in-law status as the Grand General.” Liu Xiling adds while her hand is sewing a black handkerchief with the word Zhu at the corner.

General Fan Long Wei greeted them with a deep bow before straightening up and turning towards his childhood friend and classmate, the Second Prince, Jin Jian whom he had not seen for a few months now. Jin Jian, upon seeing his old friend’s formal posture let out a loud and unrestrained guffaw before moving forward slinging his arm around Fan Long Wei’s shoulders, chuckling the whole time. He said, “Geez, what’s with the formalities, its not like you don’t know my siblings. Haha. from what i've heard from the other guards earlier you have been working on quite a few projects together with these two rascals eh?” Jin Jian exclaimed fondly while gesturing at Jin Ling and Jin Xiu Ying. It was app

It came out as frost. Zhao Feng limped over and stared at my feet. No shadow stretched under me. Not from the morgue lights. Not from Ava's red thread. Not from the gold glow of the seal. Nothing. [Lu Jianming discharged.] Aunt Lan measures disasters by how many bowls, blankets, and fools they require. Lu Shen gives information in pieces because whole truths make him feel unemployed.

The person Physician Jia described did not sound at all like the foolish, weak slave he knew. “Physician Jia, you must have mistaken someone else. That slave is extremely stupid. There is no way he could do such a thing. He can barely think. Every prisoner and guard knows just how stupid that man is.” “No, Yang Zhi. He is Li Zhangjian. A slave from the White Tiger Sect, acknowledged by the woman you adore as her future husband. I may know nothing about that slave, and I had never seen him before. But I will not forget that you once said Miss Chen was infatuated with a slave.”

Prince Long took this opportunity to say to Jiang Zhinuan, "Zhinuan, such a heavy contraption, next time it's better for me to accompany you, just Zhuang Jia's thin arm, not as thick as the strings of the zither, can't hold it at all." Zhuang Jia immediately said, "Next time? Are you cursing Zhi Nuan's zither to break down again?" Prince Long was again defeated, hated to tear Zhuang Jia, but Zhuang Jia was Jiang Zhinuan's good friend, Prince Long could only shut his mouth resentfully. They ran into Gu Yan and Ning Yuewei again downstairs.

Ji Cun Xi is the first one to check. His eyes widen as he zooms in on the blurry picture. "DAMN! This is... aunt Wang Ju's husband right?" Guan Xian and Jian Jun who discussed the wine stop their conversation and quickly checked their group. Guan Xian glances at Wang Kai after seeing the picture. "Don't tell me this is him?" he looks at Wang Kai with unbelievable eyes. "It's him, Gu Yi Zhen." Jian Jun confirms without a doubt. Ever since Gu Yi Zhen become an underworld gang leader, Jian Jun has been personally and professionally aiming for him.