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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 · 歴史
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Chapter 353: Agitated to the Heart (First Update)

Just as Su Rong said, the venom of Zhenui Yin was both powerful and formidable. In merely the duration of a single incense stick burning, the person on the ground who delivered the pen turned slowly into a puddle of black blood, even the bones were completely dissolved.

Imperial Concubine Zhen looked on, her face deathly pale. If not for Su Rong's discernment, she would now be the pool of black water on the ground.

Someone brought a new set of paper and pen, which underwent layer upon layer of inspection before it was handed over to Imperial Concubine Zhen.

Imperial Concubine Zhen sat before a table in the prison cell and started writing her confession. She wrote in detail, chronicling all her deeds over the years. At the same time, the names of those she implicated, one by one, were also clearly confessed.

Yan Huisheng and Su Rong patiently waited. It took an entire hour for Imperial Concubine Zhen to finish writing, producing a thick stack of paper in the process.