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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 675: Three Cities (Second Update)

That night, within Dingnan City, the three armies were rewarded.

After Su Rong and Zhou Gu had slept, they were both in good spirits, sitting with everyone in the hall, toasting to one another.

Of course, most of them were still unable to drink. Even though they raised their cups, it was only tea standing in for wine. Moreover, it was ginger jujube tea specially made by the kitchen's chef. In winter, it could warm the body and dispel the cold.

Zhang Mao, sitting next to Ning Ze, could always smell a scent of flowers on him and wondered, "What's the pleasant smell on you?"

Ning Ze leaned in close, whispering, "It's from the flowers Yanjin gave me. She told me to bathe in the petals, saying that it could ward off bad luck. I rushed over here immediately after my bath. Brother Zhang Mao, you have a good nose."

Zhang Mao understood, "No wonder it smells so good."

Ning Ze grinned, "I've saved some for you too, enough for one bath."

Zhang Mao coughed lightly, "I don't need it."