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The Strategy of Love

A good brother was troubled by the need to break off a marriage engagement, After drinking, the young Marquis of Marquis Duanjing Residence, Yan Qing, was willing to take a stab for his good brother, "It's just a woman, right? I'll marry her!" When the alcohol wore off, he looked at Ling Hua who had come to find him— He regretted it so much his guts turned green! At the age of thirteen, Ling Hua struck the complaint drum to bring a lawsuit to the Emperor's attention, daring to risk her life by dragging down the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor's family from power, saving the entire Ling Family and thus making a name for herself in the Capital City. Three years later, she reorganized the Ling Family, firmly grasping it in her hands, leaving no one able to shake it. Every time Yan Qing mentioned her, he sighed with emotion, thankful he didn't marry this woman. —In the end, he married her! ------------------------ Yan Qing: A young man holding a grasp of the crisp breeze, intoxicating the verdant courtyard with the fragrance of orchids for miles Ling Hua: Stained by the color of Begonia from Qiyun Mountain, worthy of plucking a single bloom to hasten the adornment of makeup

Xiziqing · General
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Chapter 107: Charcoal Fire (First Update)_1

Cui Yanshu hurried fast and slow, traveled all night, braved the rain to return, and upon entering the General Military Residence, he heard that Ling Hua was in the study and immediately hastened there. From a distance, he saw someone standing on the stone path leading to the rear courtyard and after a glance and then another, he recognized it was Ling Hua.

He quickly walked toward Ling Hua, thinking to himself, how had the Helmsman become so thin in just a few months, as if a gust of wind could blow her away?

His steps were urgent, and as he approached, he made a series of "pitter-patter" sounds on the water, aware that his motions were loud, yet Ling Hua did not turn her head. She stood there holding her umbrella, either lost in thought or deep in contemplation, her entire figure shrouded beneath the umbrella, her profile even paler than the cold rain.

Cui Yanshu paused, took a breath, and after a moment, finally spoke, "Helmsman."

Ling Hua slowly turned her head.