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

The Crown Prince of Dawei, Yuan Zhao's troops arrived too quickly for Su Rong to wait for Zhang Mao and Jiang Zhu to gather their troops. Cursing under her breath, she retreated hastily with her hundreds of thousands of troops.


Even if she had to abandon the front line and her homeland, there was no way she could resist.


An army of 800,000. Just thinking about it made Su Rong feel like her jaws were aching from the tension. This 800,000-strong army wasn't just a threat to Nanchu, but could make Yan Huisheng swig a whole jar.


The one leading the way was Nangong Zheng, who had an intimate understanding of Nanchu. He had already met and dealt with Zhou Gu and Su Rong, so he was even more capable of predicting their retreat route. So, the 800,000-strong army pursued relentlessly.


After marching for about a hundred miles, Su Rong finally met up with Zhang Mao, Jiang Zhu, Ning Ze, and others who were regrouping with 300,000 soldiers on a low slope.


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