No Worries About Food and Medicine

NWAFAM 172: Gentian Liver-Clearing Decoction

Which one should I have believed in, exactly๏ผŸ With war having just passed, this yearโ€™s Spring Festival was bound to be a disappointing one. Managing only a pot of radish-stuffed dumplings hand-wrapped by Yu Jinnian, a few sips of hot wine, and a bowl of meaty bone soup, they made do as best they could… Continue reading NWAFAM 172: Gentian Liver-Clearing Decoction

Becoming the Only Cub of the Dark Tyrant

Cub 095: Moving Toward the Weakest (Most Crown Clan) Area

Kaman thought it over and finally gave an objective assessment: "Crazy, but reasonable." "That being saidโ€”" Frey looked around, "Feeneyโ€™s not here yet, is he?" "Isnโ€™t it normal for Feeney to show up a day or two late for anything?" Meilun chimed in again. "Who knows where heโ€™s off running to all the time." Someone… Continue reading Cub 095: Moving Toward the Weakest (Most Crown Clan) Area

Becoming the Only Cub of the Dark Tyrant

Cub 094: Oh No, I Think I Used Too Much Strength

But never mind. Feeney thought this, and also softly muttered to himself. After all, the little one had no idea that during his nap, Amos had made a special trip outside to bring back these candies that were not produced in Holy Cas. Meanwhile, the Ministry of Commerce was liaising with various interstellar candy factories,… Continue reading Cub 094: Oh No, I Think I Used Too Much Strength

Becoming the Only Cub of the Dark Tyrant

Cub 093: After Awakening the Instinct to Protect the Cub, He Was Provoked Again and Again

Hel reached out for help in vain. No one lent a hand, just the sound of others sighing in relief that Ayalaโ€™s attention wasnโ€™t on themโ€”including Morlo. Morlo??!! Hel: ??? Ayala jerkily let go of Hel and took two wooden steps back. That usually stone-cold face was now somewhat dazed and alarmed, eyes slightly widened.… Continue reading Cub 093: After Awakening the Instinct to Protect the Cub, He Was Provoked Again and Again

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Cub 092: This Time, Not Love and Peace

In the end, Little Chu Zao didn't erase the evidence from his uncle's face in time, and got caught red-handed. Butler Mori had already fetched a solution that could wipe off the marks and brought it over. Anya sat on the sofa, watching the little one fold a handkerchief, dip it obediently in the solution,… Continue reading Cub 092: This Time, Not Love and Peace

No Worries About Food and Medicine

NWAFAM 171: Turtle Soup in Milk Broth

So thatโ€™s why little physician Yu was so endearing. The depths of winter were bleak, and Liuhe was desolate. The biting cold wind in Zhongling carried a scent of blood, slicing at peopleโ€™s backs like knives. In the streets and alleys, all that could be seen were stiff corpses of fallen soldiers, blood seeping into… Continue reading NWAFAM 171: Turtle Soup in Milk Broth

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Cub 091: If You Donโ€™t Ask, He Wonโ€™t Say. Ask, and Heโ€™s Surprised

The atmosphere in the elite class was much lighter and more cheerful than Little Chu Zao had expected. After all the greetings, they enthusiastically started introducing things around the training field to him. Including the training gun Teng Kelin had just used. โ€œItโ€™s this one, Your Highness.โ€ Someone brought a gun over. It wasnโ€™t a… Continue reading Cub 091: If You Donโ€™t Ask, He Wonโ€™t Say. Ask, and Heโ€™s Surprised