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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 · História
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903 Chs

Chapter 273: Instructions (First update)

Ning Yao believed that as long as she remained tight-lipped and harbored the heir to the throne in her womb, no one could harm her. However, she hadn't expected her own brother, whom she thought would have escaped, to be caught, putting her in a passive position.

Feng Ling lightly tapped Ning Yao's shoulder, helped her sit down, and then stood by her side. He pressed one finger on her shoulder and leisurely said, "Crown Princess, who is the mastermind behind you? If you refuse to confess, for every count of ten, we will slice off one of your little brother's fingers. When we run out of fingers, we will move on to his toes, then his ears. We will gradually cut off chunks of meat from his body. After all, you share the same mother. Your brother's sufferings are all for you."

"How dare you!" Ning Yao exclaimed angrily.