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

Zhou Gu looked at Su Rong, and involuntarily thought, how good it would be if it were his home that was messed up today instead of Fan Yu's.


If she's so generous, could he also make a request? As long as she could fulfill it, she should not refuse him.


At this moment, he was even base enough to feel a trace of envy towards Fan Yu.


Fan Yu was stunned for a while, tightened the corners of his mouth, and said nothing.


Su Rong released him and stepped back, leaning lazily against the door frame, watching the fight unfolding before her. Fen Ling was in the palace and did not come to protect her. Her bodyguard, lead by Fu Zhou, was pretty decent with his swordsmanship even though he had not learned the golden needle killing technique that she and Fen Ling were taught. One after the other, people kept falling under Fu Zhou's sword.


Chapter 313: Follow You (First Update)