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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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Chapter 542: Jiangzhou (Second Update)

Leaving the Xie Residence, Su Rong's carriage went towards the city gate. With the Crown Prince's token, they quickly exited the city gate.

After Su Rong had left, the lady of the house stood at the door for a while. She left reluctantly, teary-eyed, pulling out a handkerchief to dab her eyes only when urged by others to rest. "My beloved daughter whom I raised with great care is going to marry the King of Nanchu just like that."

How much she was willing to part with her, only she knew.

"You still have six daughters after Little Seventh has left. You have six daughters left." Her wet nurse gently reminded her.

The lady sighed, "That's true."

But these six daughters, as beautiful as flowers, could not compare to that one little troublemaker who had given her so much worry from her childhood and now was going far away from her, leaving her worried and anxious.