Xiziqing

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?"
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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.
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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.

Flowers Drunk Fill the Hall

Su Rong heaved a sigh. "So, it appears my mother arranged my marriage with the Duke Residence, not to ensure my protection, but to possibly secure me a refined marriage? After all, the daughter of a civil servant from Jiangning cannot possibly hope to marry a legitimate son of the Duke Residence."


Lan said, nodding her head, "We've already looked into your father's life, meticulously so. However, your mother remains a mystery, her status remains enigmatic. I wonder why she solemnly chose to be a concubine."


"There must have been unavoidable reasons." Su Rong could never believe that her mother chose to be a concubine out of love. Even when her father stayed in Nuanxiang Pavilion, he slept on the couch and never shared a bed with her mother."


Lan asked, perturbed, "Even the Duke Residence doesn't daunt her. Who is she, exactly?"


Chapter 42: Wanting to Marry