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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

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Chapter 115: Wronged (First Update)_1

The dinner was exceptionally quiet.

Ling Hua ate her meal in silence, her thoughts impenetrable. Her movements were gentle, so delicate that even her breathing was faint. If Yan Qing didn't know someone was seated in front of him, he might have assumed he was dining alone without looking up.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and seeing she didn't speak, he remained quiet too, patiently waiting to see when she would talk. Given her nature, she wouldn't let the conversation hang indefinitely.

Ling Hua's mind was filled with turmoil. Despite an empty stomach, the emotional disturbance made it hard for her to eat much. However, seeing Yan Qing enjoying his meal, she didn't want to put her chopsticks down prematurely and continued eating slowly, taking small bites now and then to pass the time with him.

Yan Qing thought about how he could continue to sleep on such a rainy afternoon, so he ate until he was about seventy to eighty percent full and then put down his chopsticks.