Xiziqing

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!
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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

The Strategy of Love

That evening, Cheng Chu came to the Marquis Duanjing's residence. Since Yan Qing had returned from his estate, he had holed up in the house for several days, refusing even invitations to drink, claiming he was too lazy for that. In fact, he hadn't gone out for any other kind of fun either.


Without Yan Qing venturing out, the circle of dandies in the Capital seemed to have lost its soul. Cheng Chu found even his own amusements dull without him.


One day, unable to stand it any longer, Cheng Chu went to the Marquis Duanjing's residence to look for Yan Qing. He was curious to see what Yan Qing was up to, spending all this time cooped up at home.


Upon arriving, he saw Yan Qing lying on a lounge chair like a big lazy cat, exuding an air of indolent decay, as if his entire body was made of laziness.


When Yan Qing saw him, he only lazily lifted his eyes to glance at him.


Cheng Chu watched him in puzzlement. "Brother Yan, are you sick?"


Chapter 88 Imitation (Part 1)