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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 · Histoire
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903 Chs

Chapter 437: Witness (First Update)

As Su Rong was conversing with Fen Ling, Zhou Gu sat nearby, quietly listening without interrupting.

It was only when they finished talking that he spoke up. "The eleventh master of the eighteen forts, Jiang Zhu, has decided not to accept the Imperial Court's amnesty. He has no intention to pledge allegiance to the Crown Prince. Instead, he implored me for a recommendation to join you."

"What?" Fen Ling widened his eyes, "When did my sister become such a coveted prize?"

It was understandable why he would doubt this. Su Rong's circumstances were dire. Even before setting foot in Nanchu, she had been met with relentless assassination attempts, one wave after another. If she were to enter Nanchu, the dangers she would face would multiply a hundredfold. It was a thorny trail home, fraught with perils.

To pledge allegiance to her was akin to betting their lives on an uncertain future.

After all, danger lurked around every corner.