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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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With Wang Liu's arrangements, Yan Qing naturally didn't have to make do with those smaller boats, nor did he have to endure the scent of makeup he disliked, as he boarded the exclusive boat that Ling Hua had reserved for him at West River Wharf.

Wang Liu felt that the fame of the young Marquis's disinterest in women was indeed not unwarranted; the man's mere presence, with only a few words exchanged, had caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

It was said that in the Capital City, the young Marquis Yan Qing was the number one figure, someone no one dared to offend. Those who had done so had no good end.

He pondered secretly that he probably should follow and attend to him; otherwise, if there were any dissatisfaction after boarding the boat, a single word to his master would suffice for his master to strip him of his current leisurely duties and banish him to blow sand in the Northern Wasteland three thousand miles away.