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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 811 Pleasing anecdote

The Nanchu King looked at Su Rong and Zhou Gu, then at Nangong Che. Intrigue rose in his heart, but he remained unmoved.

The Nanchu King bore no goodwill towards anyone of the Nangong family, for all these years he had suffered much from those surnamed Nangong. Be it Nangong Yin of the past, his Queen Nangong Xin, or even anyone of the Nangong surname, he had little desire to see them.

However, he had to admit that his daughter had a broader perspective than him, tolerating all sorts of people. As long as they posed no threat to Nanchu's river and mountains, regardless of who they were, she would accommodate them.

He sighed inwardly, giving thanks to Xie Yuan's teaching. Xie Yuan was indeed much more benevolent than him.