After Becoming The Tyrant

After Becoming The Tyrant CH 111 The Kingdom Of God Is Established

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Sharp, cold, merciless.

All the self-deception was torn apart in front of the word “coward”, and underneath was shame and embarrassment. The old president seemed to age ten years in an instant, his lips moved several times, but in the end he couldn’t say a word.

The overly young monarch had a mocking smile on his lips, and a gloomy coldness shrouded his brows and eyes. His pale fingertips tapped on the armrest, and the sound was unhurried, like a nocturnal owl staring down at the shivering mole hiding in the dark.

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“Let me guess, why did you choose to flee to Legrand now…..because the Holy Court intends to use you as sacrifices to solve the Black Death, am I right?”

The old president and Ari were silent.

“You have begged for mercy for so many years, even at the expense of betraying your best pupil, but in the end you found that in the eyes of the Holy Court, even if you wore the cross and memorized the holy book backwards, you are still heretics in their eyes. Tolerating heretics living even a second longer is their form of kindness.” The King said softly, “It is only when the lamb is about to be slaughtered that it struggles to get out of the cage.”

He sneered lowly, leaning back on the chair.

“What are your bargaining chips?” The King raised his head slightly, “Because you are very familiar with the Holy Court, because you know divination, you can spy on fate, and you can help an army win every battle. Perhaps, your biggest bargaining chip is that you know what the power of the Holy Court is? Am I right? Mr. President.”

“Yes, we know the Holy Court’s plan.”

The old president whispered.

“Tell me.” The King said coldly, “Whether you can survive depends on whether you have enough bargaining chips.”

His tone made it clear that if the astrologers did not show their worth, then he would definitely turn against them and chop off their heads immediately.

“Their plan is called…..”

The old president paused.

“Divine Blade.”

………………

There were two things that people were powerless to resist, one was the wheel of time, and the other was the power of gods.

When the two collide together, the former would crush against the latter, and the vortex would engulf and strangle everything that was as insignificant as ants.

And Bressi was deeply caught in such a whirlpool at this time.

After Ferri III was forced away, Bressi had undergone tremendous changes.

In the coronation ceremony, King Charles knelt down before the Pope and handed over the precious sphere symbolizing royal power to the Pope, symbolizing that he had fulfilled the promise of his ancestor and returned the earthly rulership bestowed by God to the supreme Holy Lord. Since then, the royal blue Bressi flag embroidered with tulips had added a new symbol——the golden cross.

The keener people realized the change of things when there was an extra cross symbol on the emblem of the royal family of Bressi.

As Ferri III said when he burned the palace, King Charles, who was crowned by the Pope, was just a weak monarch, no more than a puppet. The cross on his crown was the true master of the country.

When the carriage with the golden cross passed through the streets, people gave way one after another. The golden cross was the symbol of the Knights Templar.

As the battle swords of the Holy Court, they were the prestige of the Holy Lord and could not be touched.

In less than a month, the Templar Knights of the Holy Court entered various important towns in Bressi.

This change made Bressi’s local nobles feel uneasy

…………..

It was true that Bressi’s nobles believed in the Holy Court, but this was based on the condition that believing in the Holy Court could bring them more benefits. In the past, they were able to collude with the clergy, forcing the royal family to retreat step by step to gain more autonomy and establish their own kingdom within the kingdom.

Someone once said that Bressi’s royal family was actually an “island country on land”, which meant that with the support of the Holy Court, the lords had the same status as the monarch in his own territory.

Because of this, the nobles “piously” believed in the Holy Court.

But worshipping clay statues and truly dedicating everything to the Holy Lord were two different things. The clergy from the Holy Court took office as county lords in various places, which undoubtedly took away the power that originally belonged to the local lords.

King Charles was like a puppet, but the local nobles were unwilling to lose their interests like this. They gathered some bishops, and a wave of anger against the Pope arose in the country. They claimed that the Pope was doing this for his own ambitions, not for the Kingdom of God.

They had thought this would halt the Pope’s troubling activities.

However, they were wrong.

For more than a thousand years, the Holy Court had been like a silent and motionless chariot, capable of controlling various countries only by relying on its own prestige. Now, when the voices of opposition arose, the Pope, with his iron policy, drove the long-dormant chariot to let out its terrible rumble.

The local lords of Bressi, who were not reconciled to having their rights taken away by the church personnel, soon encountered the punitive power of the church.

That was a great army of knights, the platinum-golden banner they carried flowing like a tide. When the army of God rose from the horizon, it was as numerous as rolling dunes of sand. Shouting chapters from the holy book, the Templars trampled across the lands of the local lords in silver armor.

The war horses galloped past, crushing all obstacles in the dust, the pounding of their iron hooves shaking the sky and the earth.

Countless people witnessed with their own eyes on the battlefield, a bright cross appearing above the sun in the sky. Under the guidance of the cross in the sky, some people even saw an angel in armor appearing in front of the army on the battlefield. The angel swung his long sword and then disappeared. But the army guided by the angel was invincible, and all resistance was torn apart with little effort.

After many years, the Pope’s iron fist and the power of the Holy Court shocked the world once again.

The chronicler of Bressi called the battle in Bressi the “War of God’s Admonishment” after witnessing the phantom of an angel guiding the army forward.

Everyone knew that at this moment, the Holy Court had personally led a punitive expedition twice in history.

One was the “War of God’s Punishment” in Holy Spirit Bay a thousand years ago. That war directly destroyed the mighty Legrand and plunged the Rose royal family into endless civil strife. The second time was the current “War of God’s Admonishment” in Bressi, which directly wiped out all the voices of grievance against the Holy Court in Bressi. In the afterglow of the war, an unprecedented kingdom had revealed its embryonic form.

In this era, people believed that the outcome of wars was decided by the Holy Lord.

The Holy Court once again emphasized this point to the people with its two wars that shocked the world.

The capital of Bressi, the Cathedral of Acellia.

After the coronation of King Charles, the Pope lived here and did not return to the holy city.

The Pope, with his gray hair, stood with all the cardinals and archbishops before the statue in the nave of the Cathedral of Acellia. The cardinals accompanied the Pope, while the bishops of Bressi stood quietly below. The Pope looked up at the statue, and his figure looked a little thin under the large white robe.

“I am very happy that you have brought me good news.” The Pope opened a thick manuscript and spread it out flat, just like ordinary priests preaching the holy book to believers.

“Holy, holy, the battle of armies.”

Cardinal Cillian drew the cross on his chest. He was the person in charge of the Knights Templar, and he was the one leading the current war on the land of Bressi.

“Holy Lord bless us, His army is mighty and invincible. We have gained the true control of Bressi, Your Excellency.”

“It has not been easy to get to this point, my old friends.” The Pope sighed, looking around at the cardinals around him, “Some of us have returned to the embrace of the Holy Lord, and some have abandoned us. Today I have summoned you all to tell of a sad incident.”

“We await your teachings.”

The cardinals bowed their heads humbly, all of them were like servants in front of the Pope. Because the Pope was the closest person to God in this world.

“His name was Warwick Bligh,” said the Pope flatly. “Some of you may have heard that name. He was the most gifted of all our Blessed Ones. He was the embodiment of Saint Val on earth.”

“However, he died not long ago.”

The bishops were startled, and they all exchanged looks with each other.

Those who could stand here were aware of what the “Blessed One” stood for——every Blessed One was carefully cultivated by the Holy Court, and when necessary, they could be transformed into real angels. It was impossible for the Blessed Ones to die, because the Angels could not be killed!

But Warwick Bligh was dead.

“My friends, it’s hard to believe, isn’t it?” The Pope turned around, his eyes were extremely sharp, “The battles during these days have shaken some of you, and you’re starting to wonder if it’s really necessary to build a kingdom of God on earth. But if we can receive power from God, why can’t heretics get power from the forces of darkness?”

“The monarch of Legrand has completely fallen.”

“Darkness is reviving on the earth through the mortal kingdom of the human world. If we cannot establish the Kingdom of God, how will we save the world and fight against the darkness?”

He questioned sharply.

“It is the responsibility of all the apostles to establish the Kingdom of God.” Cardinal Cillian replied loudly, he still carried the scent of blood from the war on his body, and his eyes swept over the other people in the hall, “Only the fallen ones will be shaken by the blood of heretics.”

“Holy Lord above, He will return to the earth and bring us salvation.”

The bishops of Bressi were terrified. Cillian, who was in charge of the military affairs of the Holy Court, was the Pope’s right-hand man. He was the most loyal person in the Holy Court to the Pope. To some extent, he was also the sharpest sword in the Pope’s hands.

When the Pope succeeded his seat from the old pope, the situation was similar to now. The dialogue at that time directly triggered the unprecedented “purge of heretics campaign” that followed.

Could it be that this time, there would be a new purge?

“Peter, Kapal, Blair…..” The Pope slowly read out a few names, and the faces of those whose names were read turned pale.

The door of the hall suddenly opened, and the Knights Templar poured in, taking them down directly.

“Your Excellency! Your Excellency!” Bishop Peter whose name was read first turned pale as snow, and he struggled to say something.

But there was dead silence in the hall, and the cardinals in charge of the internal trials of the Holy Court were expressionless.

“I am regretful.”

The Pope looked with pity at Bishop Peter who was pushed to the ground.

“You have forgotten your true heart, and fallen with people like Ferri who have been excommunicated and still have no repentance. May the Holy Lord give you the final salvation.”

“God guides our way!” All the cardinals stood up, raising their arms high, “Holy crusade! Holy crusade! Holy crusade!”

“Holy Lord above.”

The Pope raised his hand and made the sign of the cross on his chest.

“We have taken back God’s rights from the Lamb of God, now, we shall truly establish His kingdom!”

1433, spring.

The winter snow from the previous year to this year was melted by the flames of war, and the melted water gathered into a blood-colored river. The storm between the Abyss Strait had gradually subsided, and the ocean currents have begun to change direction. The ship from the east coast of the Abyss Strait to Legrand would have a favorable time with smooth sailing.

In the Cathedral of Acellia in Bressi, the Divide Blade would be drawn.

………………

Hell, the castle of black stone and bone.

The Devil sat on the tower, the scepter of bone laying aside.

He drank slowly, and what he drank was a strong wine called “Night Rose”.

This was a special spirit from hell. After drinking it, it left the feeling of a path of fire burning down the throat, but the taste had a hint of bitterness, giving people the feeling of an elegant and lonely madman.

The departed souls of hell were the best brewer of this wine, because this wine used the spring water of hell, the fragments of souls. The water in the spring of the abyss was extremely cold all year round, and the water was very clear, able to freeze metal into pieces of ice. Only the departed souls could not be affected, but the wine brewed from this water was very strong.

The Devil added rose petals to it, and it looked as scarlet as blood.

For more than a thousand years, there have been times when the Devil would sit alone on the tower of the deserted Rose Palace, and pour himself a drink.

He drank this wine and waited for someone who was similar to this wine to return.

The crow, Mela, landed quietly some distance away from the Devil. Not even crows wanted to get too close to him while he was drinking.

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The Devil’s hand holding the wine goblet suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He raised his head, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate past the dark red sky and into the human world.

“It has begun.”

The wine goblet in the Devil’s hand suddenly disappeared. He stood up, and the wind blew his black swallowtail suit.

He left hell without hesitation.

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After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book

After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book CH 107 Am I Right

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“Jiang Chen, do you prefer a younger brother or a younger sister?”

He Qianjian turned his head to look at Jiang Chen, and when his eyes swept over He Qianmin and He Qianyu, there was some deeper meaning in his eyes, but there was nothing wrong with his tone.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes. He saw He Qianyu’s expectant expression from the corner of his eye, and said calmly, “Our family doesn’t practice gender preferences. As long as it’s my younger brother or my younger sister, I will naturally like them.”

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He Qianjian didn’t know if Jiang Chen really didn’t understand the meaning of his words or if he was just deflecting the question. The trap he threw was not stepped on and he was a bit displeased. In the tone of a friend, he asked with a smile: “That being said, biases always exist, and as long as you are human, you will have an emotional bias, so it doesn’t matter if you say it.”

He Qianmin’s face turned cold, and he wanted to explode, but recalling that this was the Jiang family, and He Qianjian’s identity was really special, he could just pull a sullen face in the end.

“Brother Qian Jian.” He Qianyu propped her hands on both sides of the sofa and leaned forward. She looked at He Qianjian, with a puzzled expression: “Do all people have emotional biases?”

He Qianjian said: “Of course.”

He Qianyu’s tone was very innocent: “Then do you like father or mother more?”

He Qianjian choked and opened his mouth, but he didn’t know how to answer.

He Yanya glanced at He Qianjian, frowned, and looked down at her watch: “It’s getting late, we should go back.”

Yang Si nodded, and didn’t keep them. She got up and said, “Then I’ll see you off.”

After He Yanya and the others left, only then did Yang Si shake her head slightly, but didn’t say anything. It was almost midnight at this time, and there were fireworks blooming outside the window in the dark night. With the sound of the Spring Festival Gala program playing on the TV, the atmosphere of the New Year celebrations was very strong.

The whole family went to the balcony on the second floor. Yang Si looked at the fireworks in the night sky and the children playing downstairs. She supported her belly and said, “The new year is about to begin.”

Jiang Zhuo put on a coat for her, and said with a smile, “Yes, this year has passed, and our family will become better and better.”

Jiang Chen raised his eyes, staring fixedly at the simple but still gorgeous fireworks in the sky, his phone buzzing and vibrating in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was messages from the small chat group and other friends on the list. Without exception, they were all “Happy New Years”.

Glancing at the time, he realized that they had missed the most exciting countdown to the New Year during the time spent watching the fireworks. Jiang Chen turned his head to look at his parents: “Dad, Mom, Happy New Year.”

Yang Si and Jiang Zhuo were also taken aback for a moment, and then they both laughed in response: “Happy New Year, son.”

Although Wugu Village was not as cold as the urban area of Yan City, the cold wind was still chilly at night, and Yang Si was still an elder pregnant woman. Both Jiang Chen and Jiang Zhuo were worried about her health. After standing on the balcony for a while, they all went back to the living room where they chatted for a while. Soon feeling sleepy, they naturally retired to their respective rooms.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Chen was chatting with Shen Xu and Huo Bo. The sound of fireworks exploding outside the window had gradually lessened, and the sound of children laughing and playing had also quieted down. He walked to the computer, but after turning on the computer, he suddenly didn’t know what to do.

He had promised his parents that he would take a good rest on New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day and not work, but turning on the computer before going to bed had become an instinct, and work was one of the things he must do before going to sleep.

“Changjiang.” Jiang Chen said softly, “Happy New Year.”

Changjiang quickly responded, still with a cold electronic voice, but don’t know if it was due to psychological reasons, it seemed to be a little warmer this time: “Happy New Year, Dylan.”

In a daze, Jiang Chen seemed to have returned to the heavily guarded but cold apartment in his previous life. At that time, countries no longer existed. Human beings of all nationalities and skin colors and even other races from other planets lived together, celebrating holidays from various countries.

Whenever the New Year came, only Changjiang accompanied him. He was used to working during the New Year, but he would also say Happy New Year to it on this day every year. It was like a routine, but also like a kind of nostalgia. It was not until today that he finally realized that he had returned to his family and close ones who could wish each other a happy new year. This feeling was indeed really different.

Jiang Chen smiled, opened a webpage randomly, and saw the local news reporting that someone was poisoned during the New Year’s Eve dinner, and when the whole family was admitted to the hospital, he picked up his phone for some reason and opened the chat app.

The chat app was just opened, when a caller ID showed up that happened to be exactly the person he was looking for.

Jiang Chen paused, and suddenly there was a smile in his eyes that he didn’t even notice, and he answered the phone: “Happy New Year.”

Shi Fengyue chuckled, his voice seeming to be able to cause the vibration on the other end of the line through the electric current. Jiang Chen switched hands and stood up: “What are you laughing at?”

“Laughing that you answered the phone so quickly, were you just waiting for me to say Happy New Year to you?” His voice was low and deep, as if it had been deliberately lowered, and there was a hint of huskiness in his laughter, as if he was currently completely relaxing in lazy idleness on the sofa hugging a pillow.

“I was indeed about to send you a message.” Hearing his voice, Jiang Chen paused, and asked, “You just woke up? Didn’t count down until the new year?”

“No.” Shi Fengyue said: “There were two surgeries in the afternoon, and I got home in the evening. I went to bed after eating with my grandfather and uncle.”

During the Chinese New Year holidays, most professions could take a break, but there were also many professions that could not take a holiday, and doctors were one of them.

“Why are you awake now?”

“I was woken up by the sound of fireworks in the community.” Shi Fengyue said with a smile hidden in his voice, “I closed the window and planned to continue sleeping, but recalling that I didn’t say Happy New Year to you, I picked up the phone.”

Jiang Chen smiled: “I heard it now, you can continue to sleep.”

“I haven’t said it yet, how could you hear it?” Shi Fengyue asked him with a smile.

Jiang Chen thought about it, just now Shi Fengyue said the words “Happy New Year” several times, but it seemed that he never said it to him formally.

“Happy New Year, Jiang Chen.”

Shi Fengyue’s voice was a little softer than before, and the less hoarse voice seemed to be a little more earnest, inexplicably giving people a serious feeling.

Jiang Chen paused, and curved his lips upwards: “Thank you.”

“Aren’t you going to wish me a happy new year?”

“Didn’t I say it before?” Jiang Chen could imagine Shi Fengyue’s raised eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and his smile became a little deeper, but he still said, “Happy New Year.”

After hanging up the phone, he suddenly felt that he could fall asleep without working. Jiang Chen didn’t turn off the computer, just lay back on the bed, and fell asleep not long after.

After the third day of the new year, Jiang Chen would go back to work in the research institute. After meeting several times in the past half month, Yang Si’s impression of He Qianjian dropped again and again, to the point where she would deliberately avoid bumping into He Qianjian while walking outside. But apart from He Qianjian, Yang Si unexpectedly had a good impression of He Yanya, and even said to him: “I heard that Qian Min’s aunt is also in research, and I felt it when I saw her last time. She is an intellectual, calm, polite and doesn’t talk much. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask Qian Min’s aunt.”

Jiang Chen laughed. He didn’t tell Yang Si that he and He Yanya were in completely different fields of research, and their fields had absolutely no interaction, let alone have anything to discuss with each other. He just smiled and got into the car that came to pick him up from the research institute, and continued his unfinished words: “Call me if you feel uncomfortable, I will always have my phone on. Also, I told you the function of every switch in the house before, if you think you are about to…..”

“Aiya, how is this necessary?” Yang Si complained and interrupted him, but her eyes were full of smiles: “It’s still early before the due date, don’t learn from your father, he now practically watches me without taking a step away 24 hours a day, even checking in on me a few times while I go to the toilet.”

When these words fell, Jiang Zhuo’s voice sounded: “Honey! Has our son gotten in the car yet? Have you come in yet?”

Yang Si shook her head helplessly at Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen also felt a little amused when he saw his father trotting out to check the situation. Even Qian Yi who came to pick him up couldn’t help laughing.

When they arrived at the research institute, the atmosphere of the New Year was swept away. Everyone put aside the leisure of the holidays and devoted themselves to intense research experiments.

Jiang Chen’s project team was just set up last year, and the project deadline and progress were very good, so they took a few days off for the New Year. However, there were also many research institutes that don’t rest at all during the New Year holidays, such as the navigation team.

They seemed to have encountered some difficulties. While eating in the cafeteria at noon, Jiang Chen heard Yu Yi from the same project team discussing this matter with someone: “Is there really no way to fix it?”

The man shook his head: “We haven’t found out which part is the problem. The new assistant researcher left the laboratory that day and didn’t record the data. Our efforts for more than a year are all in vain. We can only start over again.”

“Are you just going to give up like this?” Yu Yi frowned, she seemed to have a good relationship with the woman next to her, or maybe she was aware of the seriousness of this matter, and her tone, which was always unruffled, was full of worry: “The higher-ups will definitely chase after your responsibility.”

“I’m not afraid of being held accountable anymore now.” The woman lowered her head: “It’s just that this was our painstaking effort for more than a year, and it was ruined just like that. When our leader found out about it, he locked himself in the laboratory and still hasn’t come out…..”

Jiang Chen listened silently for a while, only to realize that during the New Year holidays, the navigation team had encountered a problem with some of the equipment, which led to the suspension of their project that was already in the final stage. The assistant researcher who was on duty when the problem happened was not present, so they don’t even know what caused the problem, but the chip on the equipment was the core of this research. If the chip was destroyed, their project was basically ruined.

Not only Jiang Chen was listening to their conversation, but Zhang Lei at the same table was also listening. Seeing Yu Yi gently pat the woman’s back in comfort, he glanced at Jiang Chen who was eating with his eyes downcast, and suddenly chuckled: “How can there be no solution? If I remember correctly, your project is based on the N1571 patent. The owner of the patent is Shi Fengyue and he was originally researching in this field. I heard he was Professor Xiang’s student, even if he can’t save your chip, at least you should be able to find the cause of the equipment failure.”

The woman raised her head. She hadn’t cried, but her face was very haggard: “But Shi Fengyue is so difficult to invite over, the whole research institute knows, it’s not like we haven’t thought of this method, but will he come?”

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“If you guys can’t manage to invite him, it doesn’t mean others can’t manage to invite him.” Zhang Lei gestured in Jiang Chen’s direction, “Here, the leader of our project team, like Shi Fengyue, is a genius scientist that appears once in a century. The social circles of geniuses naturally overlap, and the two of them are friends, if he comes forward, he will definitely be able to invite Shi Fengyue.”

Jiang Chen raised his eyes. Zhang Lei smiled challengingly, and enunciated word by word: “Am I right, team leader?”

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Source Of Calamity

Source of Calamity CH 090 Untying The Heart Knot Part 2

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Shen Zhen visited the Shen family house one afternoon. He always felt that he had gained strength from Qin Xing, and he could now let go of his past prejudices and get to know his mother again.

His perception of Mother Shen was complicated.

She was a weak mother.

She couldn’t protect her eldest son, nor could she have a say in Shen Fu’s decisions, and was only able to watch her other three children leave home.

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Without any financial support or say to the family property, she had no power to speak in this family. Perhaps what the butler’s words were even more effective than her own.

Shen Zhen felt that he probably still possessed a glimmer of hope for this mother before, right?

Hope that she could bring him home, hope that she could accept him, hope that she could care about her child like other mothers do.

When she didn’t, he couldn’t help being disappointed and sad.

Perhaps there really was no mother-child affinity between them.

When Shen Zhen came to the door, he also brought a meeting gift. The gift box contained the tea that was raised to a high price in China. Only fifty kilograms of this tea was produced a year. He bought it at a high price. He knew that Mother Shen loved drinking tea and perhaps he had also inherited this from her.

When the doorbell was pressed, Shen Zhen felt a little nervous. It wasn’t until the butler came to open the door for him that he finally recovered a little bit of his usual calm.

“It’s the eldest young master.” The butler was taken aback, he didn’t expect Shen Zhen to come over.

However, he showed great enthusiasm, and hurriedly welcomed Shen Zhen in: “I’ll go and inform the master and mistress right away, please sit down for a while.”

Shen Zhen nodded and smiled at the butler: “No rush, take your time.”

The butler stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Was there ever a time the eldest young master was so courteous?

It seemed that today he was not here to quarrel.

Shen Zhen sat on the sofa of the Shen family house, looking at the furnishings in the house. Since he could remember, except when he was a child, this was the second time he came to the Shen’s, the first time it ended with both sides unhappy, and he gave Shen Li a punch. But coming back now, his inner state was completely different.

“Xiao Zhen?” Shen Fu first appeared in front of Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen nodded to him and said hello: “Mr. Shen.”

Shen Fu sat across from Shen Zhen. Shen Zhen looked at Shen Fu and had a question in his heart.

Shen Fu was actually…..so old already?

He looked like he had aged ten years. After the matter with Shen Yun and the others happened, Shen Fu aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Zhen said to Shen Fu, “I happened to be passing by, so I came to see you both.”

After speaking, he handed over the gift box in his hand.

Shen Fu didn’t expect Shen Zhen to appear suddenly, and he knew that Shen Zhen’s words were just polite small talk, but he wouldn’t say anything, he wasn’t that stupid. He smiled and took the gift box Shen Zhen handed over, an amiable look on his countenance as he said: “It’s rare for you to come by, stay and have dinner before leaving.”

There were at least four hours before the meal. Shen Zhen didn’t agree immediately, but said, “I’m here today to see Mrs. Shen.”

Shen Fu was taken aback, and he sighed: “You haven’t seen each other for more than ten years.”

He almost forgot that the young man in front of him, who was totally different from himself, was his eldest son.

Shen Zhen nodded: “It’s been more than ten years.”

It was rare that there was no obvious hostility between them, but the father and son didn’t really have any words to say to each other. They were not close, and there was no father-son affection between them. Shen Zhen couldn’t call Shen Fu his father, and Shen Fu couldn’t regard Shen Zhen as his son.

The distance and unfamiliarity between the two did not even compare to casual acquaintances.

Shen Fu sat for a while, and found that he really couldn’t hold a conversation with his eldest son, so he could only say: “You go and have a talk with her, I’m going to the study first.”

Shen Zhen didn’t stop him either, and Shen Fu went upstairs.

After waiting for about five minutes, Shen Zhen heard footsteps on the spiral staircase. He looked up, and a woman in a dark dress appeared in his sight. She looked much younger than Shen Fu, and she was maintained quite well. One couldn’t tell that she was actually someone close to fifty, and she was also stunned the moment she saw Shen Zhen.

Then she looked at Shen Zhen and slowly showed a smile that was close to ingratiating.

Shen Zhen suddenly felt that his nose sting a little, and he took a breath secretly before he could watch the woman walk in front of him with a calm expression.

Mother Shen sat opposite to Shen Zhen with some nervousness, and she looked at the young man in front of her.

Her eyes were a little red, and she suddenly turned her head and said, “Do you want something to drink? I’ll make you coffee?”

“Would you like some dessert? I’ll ask the kitchen to make it?”

Shen Zhen said: “No need for the trouble, I’m neither thirsty nor hungry.”

Mother Shen was taken aback, and she smiled at Shen Zhen with difficulty: “That…..that’s pretty good.”

“I just passed by by chance and wanted to come and see you.” Shen Zhen didn’t know why, and was a little afraid of scaring her. He didn’t even know that his voice had become softer than ever.

Mother Shen showed an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and she asked: “Are you…..how are you doing now?”

Shen Zhen smiled and said: “Not bad, now I have my own company, and the business is okay.”

Mother Shen: “That’s good, I, I watched you win the business award on TV.”

Shen Zhen remembered that embarrassing award acceptance speech, and his expression stiffened instantly.

Mother Shen felt deeply guilty about the only son who didn’t grow up by her side.

She lowered her head and said, “I’m sorry.”

Shen Zhen was taken aback.

Mother Shen reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: “I don’t deserve to be a mother.”

“Back then, if I had been more persistent, maybe the family conditions would not be as good as they are now, but our family would be together.”

Shen Zhen didn’t speak.

Mother Shen raised her head and asked him, “Xiao Zhen, do you hate me?”

People always seem to be more demanding towards mothers, and children always expect more from their mothers than their fathers.

When Shen Zhen was brought to the Qin family, he often thought of his mother instead of his father.

Shen Zhen sighed and said, “I don’t hate you.”

Mother Shen looked at him without speaking, obviously not believing it.

Shen Zhen smiled and said, “You couldn’t have done anything at that time.”

Mother Shen had no status in this family.

She came from a nouveau riche family, and this nouveau riche was only good in the local area.

By marrying into the Shen family she had completed a jump in social class, and Mother Shen had no right to speak at all.

After all, it was a mother and son pair who hadn’t seen each other for many years, and they soon had nothing to say. Mother Shen seemed to have a thousand words, but she still couldn’t say anything in the end.

The connection between mother and child seemed to have been cut off when Shen Zhen was young.

The gap brought by time could not be smoothed out by relying on time now.

“I still have something to do.” Shen Zhen glanced at his watch, “I’ll visit you again when I’m free.”

Mother Shen stood up in a hurry: “Why are you leaving so soon? Stay a while longer, I, I learned how to bake cookies recently, and I will bake them for you.”

Her ingratiating gesture made Shen Zhen feel a little sad.

Shen Zhen looked at Mother Shen with complicated emotions. In the end, he didn’t look away and remained looking at Mother Shen——the woman who gave birth to him.

Shen Zhen shook his head and said, “If I have time, I will come to taste the cookies you made.”

After leaving the Shen family house, Shen Zhen strode in the sun, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

Something he had never let go of was finally let go.

He finally said goodbye to the self who longed for familial affection.

This time, he saw Shen Fu and Mother Shen, and finally realized that he had not craved familial affection since a long time ago.

He was just full of resentment and jealousy, and he never understood why he was the one who was abandoned since he was a child.

At that time, Shen Yun was clearly only one year younger than him, so why was he the one who was given up in the end.

Now he looked at the Shen family and was finally at peace with himself.

He had no affinity with them.

Qin Xing played the role of his friend, his mentor, his family, and his lover.

As for the role of brother, let Shen Li play it.

Shen Zhen smiled and took a taxi to the company.

He walked around the company and saw Shen Li sitting at his desk, discussing something with the senior who mentored him.

Probably thinking of what Shen Li said, that the senior was interested in him, Shen Zhen also looked at the man with Shen Li.

This man was in his thirties, and his annual salary seemed to be around one million yuan, which was much higher than ordinary employees, but not as good as core employees.

His hair was naturally curly, his skin was very fair, he wore black framed glasses, and had a mustache. He looked like an free and unrestrained artist, and he was taller than Shen Li.

Shen Zhen thought for a long time, but couldn’t remember what this person’s name was.

The company was now expanding step by step, and many newcomers had come to the company. With more and more people, Shen Zhen knew his employees personally less and less.

When the new employees entered the company, the company had gone through the most difficult period before.

He still remembered that at the beginning, the company was operating entirely on the profits from the information company and Shen Zhen’s own money.

It was completely in a state of losing money rather than making a profit.

Later, urban planning and the land price increase finally led the company to make a lot of money.

Then the company’s recruitment threshold had been raised.

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When recruiting people before, except for the core employees, most of them were newbies, college students who had just graduated, and were trained little by little by the core employees.

Most of the people recruited now were experienced.

Everything was on track.

Shen Zhen sat in the office, leaning on the chair, with a cup of brewed tea in his hand.

The windows of the office were open to let in the natural wind.

He finally had a feeling that his rebirth was not in vain.

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After Becoming The Tyrant

After Becoming The Tyrant CH 110 Oaths

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The moment he stepped into the Rose Palace, Ari shivered.

Before defecting from the Holy Court, he had also seen many gorgeous palaces.

The Pope’s sanctuary was full of motifs of angels and crosses, the place airy and light and brilliant. But while prostrated among the priests wearing holy robes, he only felt like an ant being observed under a magnifying glass. And in his beloved Bressi where he was born, when he was assisting the expeditionary force, he was once received by the old Bressi King. Bressi’s palace was resplendent and magnificent, the nobles walked about in splendid clothes with lace lapels and everyone kept uttering “Holy Lord above”, but when looking around at them all, he only felt sad.

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What nobleman, what king? They were but a flock of lambs bred by luxuries and hypocrisy.

But Legrand’s palace was quite different from them all.

Its lines were slender and sharp, like a knife or a sword. It was like a well-dressed knight, both noble and lonely. The Rose Palace was very quiet, so quiet that one could feel that there was always a lamenting wind passing through its corridors and domes. At the same time, it was also very cold, so cold that it seemed that the person who lived here was not the most noble person in Legrand, but a solitary night watchman.

This place was so ancient, a place where majesty and death rest upon all the magnificent reliefs.

“As expected of the heart of a dragon…..”

Ari heard the old association president beside him sigh.

“The dragon’s heart”, Ari repeated the words in his heart, suddenly shuddering.

The Master of the Households who led them stopped in front of a door decorated with rose reliefs. After getting permission, the Master of the Households pushed the door open.

Ari once again faced Legrand’s young monarch.

The King was sitting on the high-backed chair beside the desk, the hand with the rose ring on it hanging slightly on the armrest. The moment he saw the King, Ali’s pupils dilated slightly. Scarlet, black, turbulent swirls…..Ari almost wanted to raise his hand to grab at his hair.

The shattered picture flashed quickly in front of his eyes, as if he had forgotten something, only to be brought up again in his memory the moment he saw the King.

What was that? What did it symbolize?

As soon as Ari’s anomaly appeared, the King immediately picked up on it.

“Your complexion is worse than the last time I saw you, gentleman.” The King said, he looked at the old association president beside Ari, “Could it be that Bressi and the Holy Court have really fallen to this point, and can’t even feed and clothe a mere scholar?”

“Apologies, Your Majesty.”

The old association president bowed slightly, then took out a crystal pendant hanging from a silver chain from his pocket, and swung it in front of Ari twice.

Ari, who was pale as snow, took a step back, and finally broke free from those terrifying phantoms. Panting slightly, he immediately realized his impoliteness, and instantly bowed deeply to the King in apology.

“I already know the purpose of your visit.” The King said lightly.

“Thank you for your mercy in taking the time out of your busy schedule.” The old president was extraordinarily respectful, “Please give us a chance to make up for our past faults. Your Majesty.” His posture was placed very low. The King was younger than he imagined, barely an adult. But there was a kind of coldness and scrutiny that surrounded the King, which made people unable to underestimate him for his age.

Legrand was very fortunate indeed to have a true monarch like him.

“Faults?” The King smiled. “If you are referring to the Bressi expeditionary force you assisted and the assassination dream later, I don’t believe it can be counted as faults. Would I blame all the soldiers who fight for their lords?”

He was smiling and his voice was very soft and gentle as well.

Just as Ari breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the old president kneel down slowly and press his forehead to the cold ground.

“Indeed, when two countries are at war, soldiers and weapons are not the ones at fault. Our fault is betrayal.” The old president raised his head, “Back then, we betrayed Eleanor, and this is our fault.”

Betrayal, Eleanor…..Ari couldn’t understand what his mentor was saying.

The smile on the King’s face disappeared, and the chill gathered in his eyes. He said softly: “Yes, you betrayed my mother.”

The killing intent condensed in an instant.

Ari looked at the King and then at the old president, and finally knelt down.

“That was the worst choice we made.” The old president whispered, “We are sorry to Eleanor, we betrayed her trust.”

The King was expressionless.

The dark-haired queen mother sat on the black stone tower.

She flicked the arc knife with her fingers, letting the wind blow at her long hair. She hummed an old tune under her breath, the folk song of Kriya. On the night that Duke Johan became the King’s Defender, the Queen Mother Eleanor hid in the darkness, taking a distant glimpse at the Kriya bard in the crowd.

Folk songs were ancient and passed down from generation to generation.

………………

The old president would always remember the girl with black hair and green eyes.

She was his best student.

At that time, he was not the president of the “Association of Prediction and Fate”. He was just an astrologer who was unwilling to be controlled by the Holy Court but was also afraid of the Holy Court. He hid anonymously in Kriya which was surrounded by mountains. Among Legrand’s thirty-six states, Kriya was actually the youngest one. The Kriyans originally lived in the mountains. They adore art and peace. They were an ancient mountainous ethnic group in the south of Legrand.

But in such a chaotic world, peace could hardly last long.

William III ascended the throne amidst the flames of war.

At that time, the father of William III and the Duke of Buckingham, Charles the Lion was murdered, and Queen Isabel married Duke Bedell, the brother of Charles the Lion. Duke Bedell’s father was killed in a failed attempt to compete for the throne, and this had always been a thorn in his heart. After marrying Isabel, Duke Bedell immediately extended his hand to his nephew’s throne.

After the Duke of Bedell married the old queen, his power swelled. Compared with him, William III and the Duke of Buckingham were just two too young brats.

It was a civil war that swept across the land of Legrand.

The royal family concentrated all their efforts on suppressing the rebellion, and the border lords took the opportunity to conquer and occupy each other’s lands. Kriya, which was originally just a free city-state, became involved in the flames of war. The peace-loving Kriya was caught between two great lords and suffered from the flames of war.

Eleanor loved her homeland deeply.

During that time, the old president watched Eleanor perform divination again and again, wanting to know what the future of Kriya was, and why Kriya had to suffer such hardships. The old president also divined, he saw the blood and fire, saw the holy war crushing everything in its path, all the insignificant people were just dust under the torrent.

Was this their fate?

At that time he thought so. As astrologers, they evaded the deadly pursuit of the Holy Court, like blind mice being carried forward by fate, they could only follow the flow.

“Fate can also be changed.”

Eleanor said so. When the border lords led troops to plunder their lands again, Eleanor divined the route they would take. She picked up the spear and put on the armor. At first, she was alone, but gradually more and more people gathered behind her.

At that time, there was no woman more beautiful than her in Legrand.

When she charged out of the raging fire wearing armor, all the light of the world seemed to concentrate on her person. Her beauty was like the tip of a lance that had been burned by a raging fire. She was fiercely beautiful, but also beautifully mad. An astrologer, leading a band of desperate men to fight like wolves.

Finally, the border lord and Eleanor who led  a group of farmers and herdsmen faced each other across the burned valley.

In the firelight, she was the incarnation of the goddess of war.

The lord was frightened and withdrew with his army.

The crowd cheered and raised their swords high. The young dark-haired woman dismounted and laughed with them. At that time, people flocked to her like a flood, and braided thorny vines from the fire that was yet to be extinguished, weaving it into a simple crown. A very old Kriyan man placed the crown of thorns on her head.

From that moment on, Kriya had her own queen, and their queen’s name was Eleanor.

She was the queen chosen by the Kriyans themselves.

They loved her like she was their only god.

On the night of Eleanor’s coronation, the old president bid her farewell.

“My dear child, you proved to me that fate can indeed be changed.” The old president handed her a note, “Compared to you, I am a coward who can only run away. Now that you have set foot on your own battlefield, then it is time for me to set foot on my own battlefield as well.”

The teacher and his student parted ways on the ridge where the flames of war continued to burn, and agreed to meet again on the same battlefield in the future.

After leaving Legrand, the old president followed the other astrologers who went to the Holy Court, crossed the Abyss Strait, and came to the Holy Court Sanctuary.

It took him ten years to unite all unwilling astrologers to establish a second alliance under the names of “Prediction” and “Fate”.

When the association was formed, he wrote with joy for the first time to his pupil:

“…..We will wait for the day of the turning point. At that time, those who read fate will no longer be dominated by fate, we will fight against it instead. I invite you to join us.”

………………

“But you have broken your oath.”

The King said coldly.

“Yes.”

The old president said bitterly.

“It is difficult for people to always keep their oaths.”

Especially in the Holy Court, day after day, personally witnessing the power of the Holy Court which was strong enough to defeat any courage. This was enough to reduce any brave man to a slave who lived in fear, and did not think about struggling until the moment of death.

“It is difficult for people to always keep their oaths?”

The King repeated this.

He suddenly wanted to laugh.

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It was difficult for people to keep their oaths? Then, the Rose family who persisted for a thousand years, the alchemists who turned themselves into skeleton warriors…..what were they?

In this world, there were people who stuck to their oaths for decades. There were also people who were generous, but in the end it was just a moment of bravery.

“You’re nothing but a coward.”

The old president wanted to say something, but the King interrupted him coldly.

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After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book

After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book CH 106 Crooked Thoughts

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After that meeting, Yang Si and Jiang Zhuo did not run into the He family again until the Chinese New Year.

On New Year’s Eve, Jiang Chen and his parents watched the Spring Festival Gala and sat in the living room to count down to the New Year’s. There were many fruits and nuts on the table. Yang Si picked up an orange, peeled it and divided it into two halves, giving one half to Jiang Zhuo beside her and handed the other half to Jiang Chen who was chatting with Huo Bo and Shen Xu: “Chen Chen, this orange is not sour, try it.”

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After Yang Si was pregnant, she was especially partial towards sour foods. There were countless sour snacks and preserved fruits at home. Neither Jiang Chen nor Jiang Zhuo could eat sour things so Yang Si especially liked to tease them with these snacks, laughing whenever they made scrunched up faces. Jiang Zhuo often said that after Yang Si became pregnant, she became more like a little girl. As men, father and son had to give way to their wife/mother.

“I don’t want to eat.” Just seeing this orange color, Jiang Chen felt his teeth sting, and he shrank back on the sofa, pursing his mouth and refusing.

“It’s really delicious, Mom isn’t lying to you, it’s very sweet.” Yang Si pulled Jiang Zhuo down the water, “Is it sweet or not?”

Jiang Zhuo had already swallowed half an orange whole, and barely even chewed it much at all. When he heard this, he smacked his lips pretending to recall the aftertaste: “Sweet.”

Jiang Chen was skeptical. He took the orange from Yang Si’s hand, broke off the smallest piece, and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard the doorbell. As soon as he heard it he put the orange down and immediately got up: “I’ll open the door!”

“At this time, who could it be?” Jiang Zhuo looked out, frowning.

Yang Si picked up another orange and said without thinking: “It should be a neighbor. I heard that the custom here is to visit each other’s houses on New Year’s Eve. Auntie Zhang told me about this yesterday. The first month of the year there is a lot of visiting among relatives, so on New Year’s Eve, they would visit the neighbors.”

Yang Si was right, the ones who knocked on the door were Auntie Zhang and her husband from next door. She came over with a basket of homemade food, and when she saw Jiang Chen, she handed it to him with a smile, and told Jiang Zhuo and Yang Si that this was also an old custom in the village. Family elders and neighbors who were fond of youngsters would make a lot of snacks for unmarried juniors to eat on New Year’s Eve. When the times were still poor before, it was to hope that they would be healthy and have no lack of food to eat in the coming year. Now it was more about wishing the children a good New Year and expressing love.

“You didn’t have to!” Yang Si said with some embarrassment, “We didn’t prepare anything for Niu Niu.”

“Ai, prepare what, she didn’t even come back.” Auntie Zhang had always been a cheerful person, with a loud voice: “The first time I saw Xiao Jiang, I thought this child was very endearing, and I wished I could take him back and have him be my own son. It’s fate that your family ended up moving next to our house and being neighbors, so don’t refuse, these things are not expensive, just a little show of goodwill.”

After hearing this Yang Si no longer refused. Knowing that Auntie Zhang and her husband were the only two people at home, she invited them to wait for the New Year together. Other neighbors also came over in the meantime and also bought a lot of snacks. Although the Jiang family had no handmade snacks there were still a lot of store bought ones as a result of Yang Si’s pregnancy, and it would not be rude to give them to the neighbors in return.

Although there were only three members of the family, this New Year’s Eve was still lively and cheerful because of these enthusiastic neighbors. When the coffee table was already piled up with all kinds of handmade food, it was only ten o’clock in the evening.

Auntie Zhang and her husband had just been pulled away by other neighbors to go visit the homes of others. Jiang Chen saw the last neighbor off, and the house became quiet. Back in the living room, seeing what Yang Si and Jiang Zhuo were talking, Jiang Chen asked casually, “Mom and Dad, what are you talking about?”

“Your father and I are discussing whether our family should send some things to the He family since it is the custom here.” Yang Si said: “It’s just that I heard that the two elders of the He family are here, and they should have already fallen asleep at this point. It won’t be good to disturb the two old people’s sleep.”

“Today’s New Year’s Eve, they probably won’t go to bed so early. Even if they did, the elders are upstairs, and we won’t be bothering them downstairs.” Jiang Zhuo felt that according to etiquette, they should go to the He’s. If they didn’t know about it then it didn’t matter, but now that the two families live in Wugu Village, they should do as the villagers do and follow the customs.

Jiang Chen didn’t expect his mother to want to send over things to the He family. Remembering that He Yanjun, He Yanya and old Mr. He were all there at this time, Jiang Chen tactfully persuaded: “How about we forget it, it’s getting late now, and the custom is to send homemade food, and there aren’t any at home.”

“It doesn’t matter if it is homemade or not, the key is our sincerity.” Jiang Zhuo said: “The last time your mother was hospitalized, your Uncle He and the others came to see us a few times, and later when we moved here, our two families often met each other. In the future, as neighbors we will have even more contact with each other. So it’s better to be more thorough.”

Jiang Chen pursed his lips and was about to say something when he heard the doorbell ring again. He turned around and said, “I’ll go and open the door.”

Jiang Zhuo looked at Jiang Chen’s back, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face. He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Jiang Chen’s attitude towards the He family was a bit strange.

“What’s wrong?” Yang Si asked curiously when she noticed that Jiang Zhuo’s expression was strange.

Jiang Zhuo shook his head: “It’s nothing, maybe I’m thinking too much.”

Yang Si laughed, “It is said that pregnant women think a lot. Why do you and your son seem to think a lot more than I do? Our son is always thinking about things in the research institute, why are you suddenly thinking so much as well?”

At the door.

“Brother!” Holding a plate of strangely shaped dumplings, He Qianmin gestured his chin at him with a smile: “I made these, and I am here to send them over as New Year’s snacks for you, how about it?”

“Does anyone still use dumplings as snacks?” Jiang Chen teased him with a smile, and looked behind him: “Aunt.”

He Yanya nodded lightly, and explained: “Your parents and your uncle have something to discuss, and they didn’t come down from the study all night. I accompanied Qian Min and Qian Yu to bring you homemade food instead.”

He Qianmin smiled, and was about to speak when his gaze suddenly focused, and the smile on his face faded.

He Qianjian appeared behind He Yanya, and said with a smile, “Aunt, why didn’t you call me and Cousin Qian Yang when you came looking for Jiang Chen, we almost fell asleep watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room.”

He Yanya didn’t expect that He Qianjian would follow, and her calm expression stiffened slightly. When she turned her head to look at Jiang Chen, her gaze was a little apologetic: “We have brought over the food, and we’ll be going back first.”

“Already?” He Qianyang was pulled out by He Qianjian in a daze. He had just stood straight when he heard that they were going to leave. He had been looking forward to seeing what Jiang Chen’s house looked like inside, so he was instantly a little disappointed.

“Of course we are going, or is it that you still want to stay as a guest.”

As soon as He Yanya finished speaking, Jiang Zhuo, who hadn’t seen Jiang Chen coming back for a long time, had already come looking for him: “Who is it?” He paused, and through the light on the porch, he could easily see the people outside the door. Immediately, he smiled: “Just now I was talking about whether we should send you some things, but you came here first, come in quickly.”

He Yanya hesitated, and looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen turned his body sideways, said with a faint smile, “Please come in.”

He Qianyang originally wanted to see the inside of the Jiang’s house, but after hearing Jiang Zhuo’s voice, he suddenly realized the embarrassing identities of Jiang Chen and He Qianjian at this time, and his expression changed slightly, immediately saying: “Actually, never mind, how about another day. Besides, grandma is downstairs alone right now, and we are all not at home, so I am a little worried.”

Only then did Jiang Zhuo see the two unfamiliar faces, He Yanya and He Qianyang, and asked, “These are…?”

“This is Qian Min’s aunt, and this is Qian Min’s cousin.” Jiang Chen glanced at He Qianyang, his eyes dimming, and turned his head to introduce.

Jiang Zhuo nodded, smiling very enthusiastically: “Come in.”

Yang Si also urged from inside: “Who is outside, old Jiang, why don’t you and your son invite the guests in?”

He Yanya turned her head and said to He Qianyang: “Grandma is watching the Spring Festival Gala downstairs alone, you and Qian Jian go back to accompany her first, we will be back later.”

He Qianyang immediately agreed, took He Qianjian’s arm and turned to leave. He Qianjian subtly exerted force, pulled out his arm, and took a step forward: “I’m with you guys.”

Seeing them tugging at the door, Jiang Zhuo smiled and said, “Then come in.”

He Yanya pursed her lips, glanced at He Qianjian and wanted to say something, but after thinking of something, in the end she didn’t speak, and took the lead into the Jiang’s house.

He Qianmin’s jaw was strained, and when he passed by He Qianjian, he lowered his voice to warn: “I advise you not to think any crooked thoughts.”

He Qianjian pursed his lips, and looked challengingly at Jiang Chen who was looking at this side. Seeing that Jiang Zhuo and He Yanya had already walked to the front, he also lowered his voice and said, “If Jiang Chen can see his biological parents, then I am also qualified to meet my biological parents.”

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes. He Qianjian smiled happily, and walked in past Jiang Chen and He Qianmin.

“You!”

He Qianmin took half a step, but Jiang Chen held him back and said calmly, “Don’t pay attention to him.”

“But…..” He Qianmin said worriedly, “I don’t think He Qianjian has good intentions.”

The corners of Jiang Chen’s mouth slightly curled up, a bit mocking: “I know exactly what he has in mind, but he may have overestimated himself and underestimated my parents.”

“What do you mean?” He Qianmin was puzzled.

“You will know in the future.”

When Jiang Chen and He Qianmin entered, He Yanya and He Qianyu were already sitting on the sofa, and He Qianjian was sitting where Jiang Chen had just been, talking to Jiang Zhuo.

Seeing Jiang Chen coming in, Yang Si immediately stood up: “What are you two doing whispering by yourselves outside? You only came in after so long, is it cold?”

He Qianmin was already familiar with Yang Si, and with a smile on his face he said obediently, “It’s not cold.”

“Then sit down quickly.” Yang Si walked to another sofa and sat down, patted next to her, and Jiang Chen and He Qianmin sat down beside her.

He Qianmin glanced at He Qianjian, still a little wary: “Auntie, what were you talking about just now?”

Yang Si smiled and said: “Nothing really, just let them relax and eat something. But I didn’t expect that you are Qian Min’s aunt. You look so young, like you are in your twenties.” The latter part was said while looking at He Yanya.

He Yanya had been working in the research institute since graduation, and she was really not used to these occasions that required socializing. She felt the kindness of Jiang Chen’s parents, but she didn’t know how to respond, so she could only change the topic: “How many months pregnant are you right now, it looks very big.”

Yang Si rubbed her stomach, lowered her head gently and smiled, “It’s been more than seven months, and the baby will be born in two months.”

“So fast?” He Qianjian interjected, “Do you know if it is a boy or a girl?”

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“We won’t know until they’re born.”

He Qianjian said casually: “For the second child, either a son or a daughter is the same, there is no difference.”

“Even if it’s the first child, it’s the same for sons and daughters.” Yang Si’s lips smiled, but the smile in her eyes faded, “We like both boys and girls.”

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Source Of Calamity

Source of Calamity CH 090 Untying The Heart Knot Part 1

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The lights at home were on, and Shen Zhen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it downstairs.

After feeling upset at the beginning, he kept feeling worried that Qin Xing would return to the Qin family manor on the way back.

Although he was the one who said “we both need to calm down”, if Qin Xing really left, he would likely feel even more upset.

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Shen Zhen went up in the elevator. The temperature had risen rapidly recently. Shen Zhen walked briefly outside and broke into a thin sweat and he felt a little sticky all over his body. After opening the door, Shen Zhen did not see Qin Xing in the living room and he tensed up instantly.

Did Qin Xing just forget to turn off the lights before he left?

Shen Zhen regretted it. He felt that he was too impulsive before. He pursed his lips tightly, his face pale and his eyes bloodshot. He unconsciously slowed down when he walked, as if in this way, he could put off learning that Qin Xing had left.

He suddenly found that the apartment was so empty.

An apartment of about 200 square meters was too deserted to live alone.

If two people lived together, it seemed there would not be this feeling.

Shen Zhen laughed at himself, hadn’t he lived like that enough?

In his last life, he also hoped to live in a bigger place, instead of staying in a small room that was too small to even turn around.

At that time, he could only live in a partition room on the construction site. Because Qin Yue had made sure of it, the room he lived in could not even be called a room.

It was just a temporary makeshift room in a narrow corner.

Barely enough room to put down a bed and nothing else.

He didn’t choose to go to the bedroom to see, Shen Zhen went directly to the bathroom. He turned on the tap, splashed cold water on his face, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Maybe he shouldn’t have asked.

Even if Qin Xing was unwilling to disclose their relationship for the rest of their life, he could bear it.

So long as Qin Xing could stay by his side for the rest of his life.

It was just a matter of formality.

Why did he care so much?

Shen Zhen smiled mockingly to himself.

He didn’t want Qin Xing to just stay by his side for a short time, it seemed that the more he thought about it, the less secure he felt.

If Qin Xing wasn’t the head of the Qin family and didn’t have so much wealth, it would have been nice if the two of them were just ordinary people.

This way there would be more caution when making any decision.

It would be even better if Qin Xing didn’t have a job and couldn’t earn money. He could always support Qin Xing, supporting him with his own hard work.

Shen Zhen was taken aback by himself.

He took a step back, and so did the him in the mirror.

So it turned out that he also had such an extreme possessiveness?

Shen Zhen wiped his face. Even if Qin Xing left now, he would go to the Qin family manor overnight and find Qin Xing no matter what.

His emotional world was so barren that he could be called destitute, and Qin Xing was the only person he couldn’t lose.

Standing in the living room, Shen Zhen poured a glass of water, but his hands trembled involuntarily, and he squatted down slowly.

“What are you doing?” Qin Xing’s voice came from the bedroom door.

Shen Zhen raised his head slowly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared straight at Qin Xing. His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze when looking at Qin Xing was even a little terrifying.

But Qin Xing smiled at Shen Zhen as if he didn’t see it and said, “What’s the matter? Still unhappy? Come here, Uncle will hug you.”

Shen Zhen finished standing up and running over in almost a second. He was still trembling when he threw himself into Qin Xing’s arms. He hugged Qin Xing’s waist tightly and said almost pleadingly: “There’s no need to make it public, if you don’t want to, we can just keep it secret.”

“It doesn’t matter even if you don’t make it public for the rest of our lives.”

His pride made him swallow the last words:

As long as you don’t leave me.

Qin Xing gently patted and stroked Shen Zhen’s back. With a soft and soothing tone, as if coaxing a child, he said softly: “You ran away before I finished speaking, and now you are back acting like a baby.”

Shen Zhen looked up at him.

Qin Xing’s heart softened into a puddle of water. He kissed the tip of Shen Zhen’s nose and said with a smile, “I thought you were going to cry.”

Shen Zhen turned his head away.

Qin Xing: “You’re not angry?”

Shen Zhen buried his face in Qin Xing’s shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, “I’m not angry.”

Qin Xing embraced Shen Zhen’s shoulders, and said softly, “I just said not to make it public during these few years.”

“Your foundation hasn’t become firm enough.” Qin Xing bit Shen Zhen’s ear lightly, “You can predict what the outside world will say about you, right?”

Shen Zhen: “What else can they say about me, the most they can say is that I’m a gold-digger who climbed into your bed for a higher status.”

Qin Xing sighed: “It will be even worse.”

Shen Zhen closed his eyes and said, “I don’t care.”

Qin Xing touched Shen Zhen’s hair, with doting and helplessness on his face: “Xiao Zhen, you won’t be able to endure it.”

His Xiao Zhen possessed a self-esteem that surpassed ordinary people since he was a child, but because of the environmental constraints, he could only seal himself in a small space, and maintain his precarious self-esteem in this space.

Maybe if they made it public, Shen Zhen could indeed bear the gossip and slander.

But whether he was hurt or not, and how upset he was, he would just swallow it down with his blood, pretending that everything was fine and nothing happened.

Qin Xing held Shen Zhen like holding fragile porcelain. The higher self-esteem a person had, the easier it was to be hurt and suffer a blow.

Shen Zhen had his own resilience, but as his lover, he hoped that Shen Zhen could live a smoother life.

When Shen Zhen stood on a high place, gossip and slander could not easily hurt him again.

Shen Zhen hugged Qin Xing, and neither of them spoke again.

Since Qin Xing showed up, Shen Zhen knew what it was like to be home.

Although there was Mama Zhang before, Shen Zhen always felt that Mama Zhang was an elder, and one that was slightly distant.

Because Mama Zhang positioned herself as a nanny, no matter how deep her affection for Shen Zhen was, it would not show on the surface.

But after Qin Xing came to live with him, they would watch TV together and talk about current affairs together. Qin Xing would cook and clean the house, Shen Zhen would help Qin Xing when he was busy, eat home-cooked food, and do intimate things at night, without any barriers, and without secrets.

“Let’s go to sleep.” Qin Xing suddenly squatted down in front of Shen Zhen, “I’ll carry you to the bedroom.”

Shen Zhen laughed out loud: “You won’t be able to carry me on your back.”

Qin Xing turned his head, and there was a young man’s unconvinced expression on his face. He said, “I’m not old yet.”

Shen Zhen couldn’t help it now, and finally burst out laughing, and then climbed onto Qin Xing’s back.

Qin Xing carried Shen Zhen to the bedroom, then let go and let Shen Zhen fall onto the bed.

The mattress was so soft that Shen Zhen even bounced twice when he fell on it.

Just when Shen Zhen was about to sit up, Qin Xing suddenly turned around and pressed him down. The two faced each other, nose to nose. Qin Xing’s face was very close and Shen Zhen, who hadn’t blushed for a long time, flushed from his face down to his neck and up his ears, looking like a big apple.

Qin Xing looked at Shen Zhen intently, and said with a gentle and serious tone: “Xiao Zhen, you can’t always escape.”

Shen Zhen was stunned.

Qin Xing grabbed Shen Zhen’s hand and kissed the back of it.

“We are two independent individuals. There will always be conflicts. When two people live together, there will always be many trivial things. Some things may make you feel unhappy.”

“At times like this, we should speak out openly and honestly, instead of being sullen and unwilling to face it, escaping outside, and then coming back pretending that nothing happened, only to continue to repeat this all over.”

“Xiao Zhen, you are no longer alone.”

Shen Zhen looked at Qin Xing in a daze. He lay there motionless, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye and down to the quilt, and quickly disappeared, leaving only a small wet spot behind.

Qin Xing lowered his head and kissed the corner of Shen Zhen’s eyes. His voice was full of tenderness: “Xiao Zhen, you are still young, I won’t be angry no matter what you do, I will lead you.”

Shen Zhen put his arms around Qin Xing’s neck, with a smile on his face, but his voice trembled: “How long will you lead me?”

Qin Xing put Shen Zhen’s hand on his chest, without speaking. Shen Zhen could feel the beating of Qin Xing’s heart.

Qin Xing said: “Until the second my life stops.”

Shen Zhen finally couldn’t help it, and covered his face with his hands, tears pouring down without warning.

When Qin Yue betrayed him, he didn’t cry.

When Su Shiqing snatched Qin Yue away, he didn’t cry either.

He didn’t cry when he was kicked out of the house by the Shen family and was treated unfairly on the construction site.

Even when he died, he didn’t cry.

But at this moment, he finally couldn’t bear it anymore.

He always thought that no one loved him, weak familial affection, disappearing friendship, romantic love that would never touch him.

“Why are you acting like a baby again?” Although Qin Xing said such words, he still hugged Shen Zhen tightly.

Shen Zhen’s heart was too bitter, and he never had a way to vent it, probably because he insisted on the belief that “a man doesn’t cry easily”. But in truth there was another phrase following that, “not unless he reaches a point of sadness”.

“Why is your mouth so sweet?” Shen Zhen said in a choked voice. He wiped his face, pushed Qin Xing away and stood up. He turned his head to prevent Qin Xing from seeing how embarrassed he was, and said in a hurry: “After walking around outside, I’m sweating, so I’ll take a shower first.”

Qin Xing lay on the bed with arms spread, and said, “Go, don’t forget to do the preparations beforehand.”

Shen Zhen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Qin Xing said again: “Just kidding, we won’t do it today.”

Shen Zhen walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and the hot water poured down on him, making his whole body refreshed.

He lowered his head, thinking about something, and he smiled as he thought about it.

Maybe all his bad luck before was in return for being able to be with Qin Xing.

Thinking about it this way, the pain he suffered before seemed not to be that serious anymore.

After drying off the water on his body, Shen Zhen returned to the bedroom.

Qin Xing was already lying under the quilt. Shen Zhen took off his bathrobe, got in too, and hugged Qin Xing’s waist.

Compared with making love, he preferred the feeling of doing nothing and just being close, touching skin.

There seemed to be no sense of distance, intimacy and honesty between each other.

Before sleeping, Qin Xing said to Shen Zhen: “When you are twenty-five years old, we will have a wedding, is that okay?”

Shen Zhen now felt that formalities were not that important, so he said softly, “Okay.”

While closing his eyes, Shen Zhen’s hand and Qin Xing’s hand clasped tightly under the quilt.

Shen Zhen’s eyes closed slightly, and he suddenly understood what it meant by “time was beautiful and moving”.

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He used to feel like a bird on the way of migration, with no place to land. The scenery he saw belonged to others, and what he felt were their emotions while he was only full of pain, revenge and impulse. He clearly longed to go to a warm place, but the only thing that could be felt countless times was the biting cold wind.

Now he was finally welcomed into the house, the cold wind was shut out, the house was warm and bright, and his resentment and grief were finally silently wiped away.

He felt that he was more like a hedgehog now, spikes all over his body pointing out at outsiders, but hiding Qin Xing under his soft belly.

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