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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
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Chapter 414: Way Out (Second Update)

Ning Ze didn't realize his mother was still hopeful for him. He had taken Su Rong and Fen Ling out from the Marquis Nanping Residence and shown them all the places he thought were good to eat, drink, and play, bringing them around for a tour.

After a day, Ning Ze was so tired that his back ached and his feet felt as though they were about to wear out. Seeing the two of them still in high spirits with unchanged expressions and brisk steps, he lamented, "People can't be compared with one another."

Compared to them, no matter how he looked at it, he felt like a useless piece of trash. Even walking too much made his feet sore.

Fen Ling patted his shoulder, "You should exercise more, brother. You're too wasted, this isn't right."

Ning Ze nodded, agreeing that he was too wasted, but he also felt that he was already helpless, lamented once more, "Doing martial arts at this point...it's too late."