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Flowers Drunk Fill the Hall

In the beginning, he said, "A lowly commoner from Jiangning County? What a disgraceful status, I won't marry her!" After meeting her, he clicked his tongue, "So frail and delicate, she can't stand a blow, too weak, I refuse!" When she approached him alone, carrying the marriage book, he stood leaning on the door, grinning insolently, "Are you here to make me marry you? But this young master doesn’t want to marry young!" Upon learning she was there to annul their marriage, his face turned dark as a thunderstorm, emanating a murderous aura, "Who gave you the guts to revoke the marriage with this young master?" ... Su Rong felt, Duanhua Princess must be blind, this man was so pampered and spoiled, how was he worth dying or living for? If she had known earlier, she would have thrown the divorce letter at his face the first time she saw him. ————————————— The tender signs of spring on the delicate Hibiscus pillow, amidst the drunken flowers filling the room, unnoticed. — Su Rong. A gallant young man in fine clothes and on a steed, a single glance causes a lifetime of confusion. — Zhou Gu Your wish is my wish. I wish to have known you earlier, protect you among the aromatic chambers strewn with brocades. Tear through the illusions, cut down the thorns, with hands unstained by blood, just as pure as you were when we first met, the young and soft little girl. Your wish is my wish. I wish I had known you sooner when you were like a refreshing breeze near the moon. I dared not approach for fear of disturbing the phoenix and mandarin ducks. Praying to be the moon in the sky to cast a reflection on you, accompany you while you watch the flowers bloom in the spring and gaze at the snow in winter, each and every year at Chang'an.

Xiziqing · History
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Chapter 686: Agreeing

After dispatching several letters in a row, Su Rong felt thoroughly exhausted. She turned around and lay back in bed, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Zhou Gu watched her entertainingly, "Really? I never saw you this exhausted even during the war."

"It's not the same." Su Rong mumbled, "I hate writing letters the most."

Zhou Gu leaned in, "Even hate to write for me."

He reached out to pinch her, recalling the days when he eagerly awaited her letters after returning to the capital from Jiangning County. When he eventually got one, it wasn't even written by her but dictated to wet nurse Zhao. Subsequently, he felt restless every day and went to the Eastern Palace to confide in the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince suggested that he send letters to Jiangning County. Later, he received a hand-written letter from her encouraging him for the Imperial examination. Though just two sentences, he held it as a treasure.