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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 17: Capturing Back_1

```Just as Liuli had predicted, the people from the Duke of Anguo's residence were indeed incompetent. After leaving the Capital, they chaotically pursued their targets. One group took the wrong path and failed to catch Qin Huan. Another group did catch up, but Qin Huan held a dagger in his hand and threatened to kill himself before their eyes if they tried to take him back by force.

The servants of the Duke of Anguo's residence naturally dared not force the Third Young Master, fearing that he might truly commit suicide in desperation, so they could only beg him earnestly.

While the standoff continued, Wangshu arrived. With a flick of his finger, a small stone whizzed toward Qin Huan's wrist. Qin Huan cried out in pain as the dagger fell from his grasp. Before Qin Huan could react, Wangshu had rushed forward, swiftly bound him with a rope.

Qin Huan, paying no mind to the pain in his wrist, shouted loudly, "Who are you? Why are you tying me up?"