Li Chunyuan, who plays Shu Fei in Yanxi Strategies, exposes a group of birthday pictures in which she embraces She Shiman, the actress of Xian Fei in Yanxi Strategies.
She Shiman appeared with frame glasses, still beautiful, and they seemed to have a very good relationship. Besides She Shiman, Huang Xiaoming also appeared at the birthday party.
Holding the microphone is like a party host. Li Chunyuan also wrote: “For the first time, so many people celebrated their birthdays together. Thank you all for coming. I love this big family. I am so happy!”
In the photo, Li Chunyuan embraces She Shiman, the imperial concubine in Yanxi Strategies. She Shiman shows up with frame glasses and looks beautiful. They seem to have a very good relationship.
On January 3, Li Chunyuan, who plays Shu Fei in Yanxi Strategies, exposed a group of birthday pictures in which she embraced Shao Shiman, the imperial concubine in Yanxi Strategies.
She Shiman appeared with frame glasses, still beautiful, and they seemed to have a very good relationship. In addition to She Shiman’s presence,
Huang Xiaoming also appeared at the celebration party, holding the microphone as if the host of the party. Li Chunyuan also
wrote: “For the first time, so many people celebrated their birthdays together. Thank you all for coming. I love this big family. I am so happy!”
The king wore lambswool breeches and a quilted doublet, yet somehow he looked as stiff and uncomfortable as if he had been clad in plate and mail. His skin was
pale leather, his beard cropped so short that it might have been painted on. A fringe about his temples was all that remained of his black hair. In his hand
was a parchment with a broken seal of dark green wax.
Jon took a knee. The king frowned at him, and rattled the parchment angrily. “Rise. Tell me, who is Lyanna Mormont?”
“One of Lady Maege’s daughters, Sire. The youngest. She was named for my lord father’s sister.”
“To curry your lord father’s favor, I don’t doubt. I know how that game is played. How old is this wretched girl child?”
Jon had to think a moment. “Ten. Or near enough to make no matter. Might I know how she has offended Your Grace?”
Stannis read from the letter. “Bear Island knows no king but the King in the North, whose name is STARK. A girl of ten, you
say, and she presumes to scold her lawful king.” His close-cropped beard lay like a shadow over his hollow cheeks. “See that you keep these tidings to yourself, Lord
Snow. Karhold is with me, that is all the men need know. I will not have your brothers trading tales of how this child spat on me.”
“I’m going to show you how dangerous tigers are,” hecontinued. “I want you to remember this lesson for the rest ofyour lives.”He turned to Babu and nodded.
Babu left. Mahisha’s eyesfollowed him and did not move from the door he disappearedthrough. He returned a few
seconds later carrying a goat withits legs tied. Mother gripped me from behind. Mahisha’s snarlturned into a growl deep in the throat.
Babu unlocked, opened, entered, closed and locked a cagenext to the tiger’s cage. Bars and a trapdoor separated thetwo.
Immediately Mahisha was up against the dividing bars,pawing them. To his growling he now added explosive,
arrestedwoofs. Babu placed the goat on the floor; its flanks wereheaving violently, its tongue hung from its mouth, and its eyeswere
He untied its
legs. The goat
got to its feet.
Castle Black seemed a bleak and forlorn place in the pale dawn light. My command, Jon Snow reflected ruefully, as much a ruin as it is a stronghold. The Lord Commander’s Tower was a shell, the Common Hall a pile of
blackened timbers, and Hardin’s Tower looked as if the next gust of wind would knock it over … though it had looked that way for years. Behind them rose the Wall: immense, forbidding, frigid, acrawl with builders pushing up a
new switchback stair to join the remnants of the old. They worked from dawn to dusk. Without the stair, there was no way to reach the top of the Wall save by winch. That would not serve if the wildlings should attack again.
“How well, though?” Ser Godry drew his own blade. “Show us. I promise not to hurt you, lad.”
How kind of you. “Some other time, ser. I fear that I have other duties just now.”
“You fear. I see that.” Ser Godry grinned at his friends. “He fears,” he repeated, for the slow ones.
“You will excuse me.” Jon showed them his back.
“Yes, it is,” said Father, annoyed. “It may very well savetheir lives.”Save our lives! It was no longer a small alarm bell thatwas ringing in my head – they
were big bells now, like theones we heard from Sacred Heart of Jesus Church, not farfrom the zoo.
“But Piscine? He’s only eight,” Mother insisted.
“He’s the one who worries me the most.””I’m innocent!” I burst out. “It’s Ravi’s fault, whatever it is.
He did it!””What?” said Ravi. “I haven’t done anything wrong.” Hegave me the evil eye.
“Shush!” said Father, raising his hand. He was looking atMother. “Gita, you’ve seen Piscine. He’s at that age when boysrun around and poke their noses everywhere.”Me? A run-arounder? An everywhere-nose-poker? Not so,not
so! Defend me, Mother, defend me, I implored in myheart. But she only sighed and nodded, a signal that theterrible
“Come with me,”
Iron Emmett’s lads were well at it in the yard, blunted swords slamming into shields and ringing against one another.
Jon stopped to watch a moment as Horse pressed Hop-Robin back toward the well. Horse had the makings of a
good fighter, he decided. He was strong and getting stronger, and his instincts were sound. Hop-Robin was another tale. His clubfoot was bad enough, but he was
afraid of getting hit as well. Perhaps we can make a steward of him. The fight ended abruptly, with Hop-Robin on the ground.
“Well fought,” Jon said to Horse, “but you drop your shield too low when pressing an attack. You will want to correct that, or it is like to get you killed.”
“Yes, m’lord. I’ll keep it higher next time.” Horse pulled Hop-Robin to his feet, and the smaller boy made a clumsy bow.
A few of Stannis’s knights were sparring on the far side of the yard. King’s men in one corner and queen’s men in another,
Jon did not fail to note, but only a few. It’s too cold for most of them. As he strode past them, a booming voice called after him. “BOY! YOU THERE! BOY!”
Just beyond the ticket booth Father had had painted on awall in bright red letters the question:
DO YOU KNOW WHICH IS THE MOSTDANGEROUS ANIMAL IN THE ZOO?
An arrow pointed to a small curtain. There were so manyeager, curious hands
that pulled at the curtain that we had toreplace it regularly. Behind it was a mirror.
But I learned at my expense that Father believed there wasanother animal even more dangerous than us, and one thatwas extremely common, too,
found on every continent, in everyhabitat: the redoubtable species Animalus anthropomorphicus,the animal as seen through human eyes. We’ve all met
one,perhaps even owned one. It is an animal that is “cute”,”friendly”, “loving”, “devoted”, “merry”, “under-standing”.
Theseanimals lie in
ambush in every
toy store and