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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 · Histórico
Classificações insuficientes
903 Chs

701

In the eyes of her personal attendants, Nangong Xin was the anomaly among the daughters of the Nangong Family.

She was not the type to boast and treat human life as though it were nothing, but she was unlucky. She could like anyone, but she chose His Majesty. Despite all the years, she had no regrets.

The Nanchu King devoted his life to Princess Zhenmin; Nangong Xin devoted hers to the Nanchu King.

If possible, the people serving closely by her side thought that the Queen must have hoped that Princess Zhenmin wouldn't have become wed to Dawei and could have lived. After all, every living person would one day be bored and discarded by His Majesty, while the death of a person would block all women's access to His Majesty, making it impossible to forget for a lifetime.

Su Rong strolled slowly into the main hall. Upon arriving at the door, she leaned languidly against the door frame, looking at the Nanchu Queen sitting in front of a rhombic mirror.