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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 95: Not Favoured (Second Update)_1

Ling Hua, having worked up a sweat putting on her clothes, sat at the table and tugged at Yan Qing's sleeve, acting coquettishly, "Brother, can I have breakfast before I go back?"

Yan Qing reached out to tuck her collar in, covering the skin exposed on her neck, and said exasperatedly, "Can I say no?"

Ling Hua smiled, "You can."

Yan Qing snorted and turned his head to speak to Yun Luo, "Have Liuli send some clothes over for her."

His clothes on her body; she'd step on the hem with every move. How could she walk back like this? It was beyond him how she had managed to come out dressed in such an unwieldy way.

Yun Luo turned and left.

Ling Hua pointed to the water jug, "Brother, I want to drink water."

After sleeping all night, she was dying of thirst.

Yan Qing poured her a glass of water, which Ling Hua guzzled down in one breath. She set down the cup and sprawled lazily over the table, "So tired."