Not enough time to say I love you

Author: Fei Wo Si Cun
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Publish Date: November 27, 2006
Features: The tragic heroine Fei Wo Si Cun passionately interprets a love that transcends fate. When the words begin to cry, she, who is engaged, unintentionally saves a handsome and powerful nobleman. She originally thought it was just a chance encounter, but who knew he would risk everything to snatch her away at the wedding. What awaited them was not the fairy tale of Cinderella and the prince entering the castle. Jing Wan expressed her gratitude repeatedly. The Senior Yu said, "Miss Yin, a mere woman, was able to rescue her from a thousand miles away. As a friend of Jian Zhang, shouldn't I do my part?" Jing Wan saw that although he was rough, he was upright and willing to help in times of crisis, and she secretly felt grateful in her heart. Tao Duanren, who had previously held an important position in the army, had a large garden and a newly built pink brick building, which was very eye-catching and could be seen from a distance. Jing Wan saw that the entire street outside Tao's mansion was filled with carriages and horses, exuding an air of grandeur and extraordinary prestige. The Senior Yu asked his wife to accompany Jing Wan, and the couple led her into Tao's mansion. The male guests were entertained outside, so the Senior Yu's wife accompanied Jing Wan into a courtyard. There was a magnificent flower hall behind it, with a burst of colorful flowers in front, including peonies and peonies, all blooming with silver dish-sized flowers, set against lush green leaves, in dazzling purples and reds. The flower hall was filled with female guests, all young mistresses and ladies of high status, dressed in colorful clothes that were even more dazzling than the flowers in front. There was originally a small theater in front of the flower hall, where the singing was melodious and the audience below was both watching the play and chatting, with laughter and chatter intertwining with the sounds of traditional Chinese music. Jing Wan saw that the extravagance had reached such an extent that even she, who had experienced the world of wealth, found it hard to speak of. The Senior Yu's wife saw her watching the stage and smiled, asking, "Miss Yin also enjoys watching opera? Today, the star Ji Yu Mei is performing the main piece 'Spring Sleep' and 'Blessing of Grace.' Ji's opera is the best in the world, and it is rare to see it in a private gathering." Jing Wan replied vaguely, and the Senior Yu's wife led her through the flower hall and into another courtyard. There were a few slender catalpa trees planted in the courtyard, and a winding stone path passed under them. She led Jing Wan along the path, past the rockery, and the sounds of music and laughter gradually faded, only to hear the sound of clapping and shouting from the small building behind. Before entering the room, the Senior Yu's wife called out laughing, "Where is the birthday girl? The birthday guests have arrived!" The people playing cards in the room turned to look at her. The person sitting at the lower end, dressed in luxurious brocade clothes and tied in an auspicious bun, was an extremely beautiful traditional woman—none other than the third Miss Murong. She called the Senior Yu's wife "Aunt," smiling, "Aunt, who is this sister you brought? She is truly lovely." Jing Wan then greeted gracefully, introducing herself, "I'm Yin. You can call me Jing Wan, Miss Murong." She also presented a small box, saying, "It's a small gift for Miss Murong's birthday, prepared at the last minute. It's nothing special." The third Miss Murong, seeing her polite and composed demeanor, found herself unexpectedly fond of her for some reason. She said, "Miss Yin, you're too polite." She had the maid take the gift and then invited the Senior Yu's wife and Jing Wan to play cards. Jing Wan slightly refused but sat down to play for eight rounds. She was well-prepared and carefully observed Miss Murong, playing whatever cards she needed to help Miss Murong win. After eight rounds, she played another eight, and by then, Miss Murong had won over two thousand yuan. The Senior Yu's wife, watching the cards by Miss Murong's side, smiled and said, "Miss Murong is in luck today. Let's win an even number before the banquet starts. Just