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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 2 Assassination (2 Updates)_1

The server quickly brought over fine wine and dishes. Jinzun Square's signature wine was Golden Goblet Wine, the best tea was Clear Snow Beverage, and several fine dishes were Jiangnan cuisine, with a few extra plates of Jiangnan's pastries and fruits, all looking very exquisite.

Yan Qing waved to Yun Luo, "What are you standing there for? Are you trying to be a pillar?"

Even before entering, Yun Luo had already scanned the hall inconspicuously, and wrinkled his brows slightly at a private room on the second floor. At Yan Qing's words, he sat down beside him and spoke in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Young Marquis, there's something not quite right about this Jinzun Square. Shall we find another place instead?"

Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, slightly tilted his head, and also lowered his voice, "Oh? What's not right?"

Yun Luo shook his head, glancing up at one of the second-floor private rooms, "I can't put my finger on it, but something feels off."