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 110: Soft Spot (Second Update)_1

Cui Yanshu finished his ginger soup and listened to the Steward recount the actions of Yan Qing since arriving in Caojun. After resting for a while, he then picked up his umbrella and headed for the study.

On the way, he was pondering about what he had seen earlier with Ling Hua—what could have possibly happened to her.

When he reached the study and saw Ling Hua, she was still in the same clothes, obviously not having gone back to change. She had come to wait in the study after he left, appearing languid and boneless as she leaned against the back of the chair, delicately holding a bowl of ginger soup, a humorous glint in her eyes. She was chatting with Lin Feiyuan and Sun Mingyu, and it seemed as if what he had seen earlier was but a dream, or perhaps he had been mistaken.

Cui Yanshu paused at the doorway, a bit caught in a self-reflective doubt, as if he had a mistaken perception of his own vision.

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