The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 64 Part 1

Chapter 64 

Shen Nian naturally had no idea about the Emperor's dream.

However, as he was leaving his post and heading back to the side hall of Quanhua Hall to rest, he passed by the main hall. Even though he knew full well that the Emperor should have already gone to morning court at this hour, he still couldn't help but steal a glance inside.

And in that glance, he spotted Ruan Jiqing standing right in front of the hall doors.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 386 Part 2

When Da Li got back, Fang Zichen asked a few more questions. It turned out nothing serious had happened—the maidservant just got her hands slapped a couple of times. Fang Zichen muttered that they'd gotten off easy.

Zhao Ger said, "Forget it. It wasn't a big deal. If we'd beaten them up and gone too far, we'd be the ones in the wrong. People might say our son was bullying others with his power."

The maidservant had her hands slapped, and people outside figured she deserved it, so no one said much.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 63 Part 2

On the other side, the Empress Dowager was pleased. Watching Consort Dowager Xian humble herself before her brought her great satisfaction.

She said casually, "Consort Dowager Xian knows her place."

Consort Dowager Xian's face stiffened for a moment, then she composed herself. Bowing her head meekly, she said, "The Empress Dowager only has Prince Ping's best interests at heart." Then, turning to Prince Ping, she said calmly, "Prince Ping, why do you not thank the Empress Dowager for her grace?"

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 386 Part 1

Chapter 386

The shop assistant was also seized, sweating profusely in panic. This was the prefect's son—he'd just shoved him. He was doomed.

"Eldest Young Master, you should go back first," Da Li said.

Guaizai glanced at Madam Huang and Huang Bingzhong, saw that they seemed thoroughly frightened, and gave a humph. Hands on his hips, looking smug as could be, his little nostrils flaring wide.

"Trying to bully Guaizai? Dream on! I told you to leave, but you just had to stay. Guaizai is an official's kid—I've got special privileges, you know!"

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 63 Part 1

Chapter 63 

Qi Junyou's heart skipped a beat. Why was Qi Junmu reacting like this? Why was he being so direct?

Outwardly, however, he maintained his indignant expression and said, "Your Majesty, as this subject just said, I already have too many beauties in my household. There is simply no room for another. I beg Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager to withdraw their gracious offer."

"If that is truly how you feel, then I think you should say so to the Empress Dowager yourself. You've also said this is a domestic matter. I govern the realm and attend to a thousand affairs a day—how could I possibly have time to meddle in another man's household?"

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 385 Part 3

When Guaizai got new clothes, he wore them carefully; the bibs never even got worn out. Hengyang was prosperous, and when Zhao Ger took him there, he packed brightly colored clothes, bringing only one bib. Guaizai's favorite outfit was the little yellow-chicken one Fang Zichen had bought him. Zhao Ger and Lin Xiaoxia were busy and not at the Qin residence. When mealtime came, afraid of dirtying his clothes, Guaizai fished out his bib and put it on.

When Meng Ruqing and Old Madam Qin touched it, their hearts ached.

The fabric was coarse and rough—so poor that even the servants in the household wouldn't wear it.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Qi Junyou had always believed he understood Qi Junmu. Even after this man became emperor, he felt that his temperament must still be the same as before. In Qi Junyou's eyes, Qi Junmu had always been a very rigid and stubborn person.

When they were children studying together, Qi Junmu was never the type who could memorise things after a single reading. So more often than not, this younger brother of his would use the most laborious method to recite his lessons—once wasn't enough, so he'd do it twice; twice wasn't enough, so he'd do it three times…