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He’d finally run into an arrogant noble and still failed to break through. Li Nuo felt a twinge of disappointment. That afternoon, after returning to the county office and finishing a few pending cases, he went home and saw his wife and Mu'er. His mood finally lightened. He handed the floral arrangement he’d brought from the Jade Melody Pavilion to Song Jiaren and said,“Wife, this is for you.” Song Jiaren accepted the vase. The flowers in it were pleasing to the eye—there was a beauty…
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“Whew…” No one knew how long the beating lasted, but eventually, Li Nuo collapsed into a chair and let out a long sigh. With his frail body, that much exertion was already quite a workout. Li Yuan had been beaten so badly that his face was unrecognizable, and he’d already passed out. Even a Body Refining Realm martial artist couldn’t endure endless abuse. They could take more pain, sure—but they weren’t invincible. Once he started cultivating internal breath, a regular person…
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The beautiful woman clutched her face, and when she saw someone step into the Jade Melody Pavilion, she still walked up with a forced smile and said,“Young Master, the pavilion is closed today. Please come back another time.” Li Nuo noticed the trace of blood at the corner of her lips. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, gesturing to his own mouth as he said,“It’s unused.” Realizing what he meant, she accepted the handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of her…
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Night. Yesterday, he had slept restlessly at the Four Directions Hall. Tonight, lying on his familiar bed with his wife sleeping beside him, her fragrance in the air, Li Nuo felt an incomparable sense of peace. She had just lain down and had not yet fallen asleep when Li Nuo remembered something and asked, “Darling, how many cultivation techniques have you practiced?” He had grown used to saying a couple of words to her before sleeping each night. This seemingly insignificant habit quietly…
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Early in the morning, Li Nuo pushed open the door, dark circles heavy beneath his eyes. That case last night had already dragged on into the early hours. Then Princess Anning had come into his room, bombarding him with questions and conversation for over an hour. All in all, it had been his worst night of sleep in the past month. He planned to head home and catch up on rest. Princess Anning walked in from outside and said, “You're up. I’ll escort you back.” Li Nuo replied, “No need. The…
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People aren't exactly the sharpest right after waking up. After falling asleep, Li Nuo had forgotten he was spending the night with Princess Anning. Subconsciously, he thought he was still at the Song residence. So when he opened his eyes and saw a woman in black standing at the edge of his bed, staring down at him, it naturally triggered some rather unpleasant memories—and he mistook her for an assassin. But he quickly came to his senses, calmly lowered the blanket, and asked, “Did you catch the…
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The Zhao Kingdom expert didn’t seem as irritable as the Ministry of Justice officials had claimed. When Li Nuo questioned him, the man patiently answered each one. Out of curiosity, Li Nuo even asked if he could demonstrate the Extreme Cold True Qi he cultivated, and the man didn’t refuse. Clasping a teacup in his hand, he froze the steaming hot tea into solid ice in the blink of an eye. According to him, the cultivation method was called Ice Heart Art, one of the most common martial arts…
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A carriage stopped at the gates of the Li residence. Li Nuo and Song Jiaren stepped down. “Young Master, Young Madam!” Along the way, the household servants greeted them respectfully. Li Nuo had always thought that working as a servant in the Li household was a very fortunate thing. He and his wife rarely came home, and his father was seldom present either. The Li family’s servants didn’t need to attend to their masters constantly, nor did they have to watch people’s moods. Their…
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After finishing his wife’s portrait, Li Nuo painted another—an ink portrait of Song Ning’er. When the final stroke was complete, he set down his brush and rubbed his sore wrist, intending to rest for a while. After lunch, he planned to make a colored painting for each of them. By the time both were done, this special ability of his would likely vanish. To regain it again would require risking his life. This time, Li Nuo made no distinction between the two sisters. Each would get one…
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When Han Zhuo’s prison cart stopped at the gates of the Ministry of Justice, Li Nuo had already returned to the Song residence. Neither his wife nor Mu’er were home—he had no idea where they had gone. Alone in his room, Li Nuo suddenly remembered something. He summoned the Codex of Law and flipped to the final page. On it, Han Zhuo’s portrait still glowed, which meant he possessed an exceptional talent far above the ordinary. According to the Bright Mirror Division guards who had…
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