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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 480: Bathing (Second Update)

Su Rong sat at a distance, taking some time to recover a bit of strength, and rubbed her wrist.

She looked at the unconscious Zhang Mao and said to Jiang Zhu, "I really don't have the strength to write anymore, I'll dictate the prescription, you write it down, then have the kitchen boil the medicine, and feed it to him."

Jiang Zhu nodded, quickly had someone bring paper and pen, walked to the table, and wrote down the prescription as Su Rong directed.

The prescription was quickly written, and given to someone to prepare the medicine.

Ning Chi looked at Zhang Mao and remarked, "He sure is lucky."

Jiang Zhu laughed, "It's not just about luck, it's also about his ability to make decisions."

The Zhang family had 450,000 troops, and when Zhang Mao was captured, he didn't know if he could place his bets right, but he made a gamble. Clearly, he made the right gamble.