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Chapter 543: The Princess of Zhuli Country Escapes from Marriage

He slowly took out the sandpaper and began to polish it carefully, his movements gentle and focused, over and over again, as if he was caressing the most precious treasure in the world.

After grinding, he picked up the tools and polished it carefully until the surface of the bamboo showed a warm luster, which seemed to reflect the good times he and Luan Luan had once had.

With his skilled craftsmanship, he makes these bamboos into exquisite pieces of furniture.

Every time the tenon was accurately inserted into the mortise, the dull sound of the fit would echo in the quiet courtyard.

This voice, like the unspeakable longing in his heart, carries his attachment to Luan Luan again and again.

Every time he focused on splicing, he put all his deep affection and endless concern into it, as if as long as the fit was close enough, this longing would be able to cross the mountains and seas and reach the hearts of the mountains.

The "ding-dong-dong" sounds seemed to be telling of his longing; with each layer of paint he applied, the delicate movements were filled with his deep affection for Luan Luan.

"When all this is over, we will go to Lingguo City and find a quiet little corner. We will live there peacefully and steadily, and we will never have to rush around again. We will stay together forever and never be apart again."

While doing the work in his hands, he talked to himself, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, as if Luan Luan was sweetly nestled beside him, listening to every affectionate promise of his.

Time passes slowly, like the gurgling water.

Shousheng repeated these actions tirelessly day after day.

Every day passed slowly as he missed Luan Luan.

In his spare time, he would always sit quietly under the old tree with lush branches and leaves in the yard, gently plucking the strings of the piano.

The song he played was the one he had patiently taught Luanluan to learn.

A familiar melody flowed from his fingertips, carrying the warmth and sweetness of the past, echoing in the air.

Ling Luanluan's voice, appearance and smile kept appearing in his mind.

When she smiled, her face as bright as a spring flower could dispel all the haze in his heart; when she blamed him, her graceful words and playful eyes made his heart become extremely soft.

These memories kept playing in his mind like a brand. Every scene was like a sharp knife, carving a deep mark on his heart.

Shousheng's heart was filled with powerlessness and longing, a pain that went deep into his bones.

However, as the melody flowed from his fingertips, his originally chaotic mind gradually gathered and became determined.

He firmly believed that Ling Luanluan would be able to make the right choice in difficult situations, and that one day, she would cross thousands of mountains and rivers, pass through the vast sea of ​​people, return to his side, and embrace him again.

In the majestic and magnificent palace of Zhuli Kingdom with its carved beams and painted rafters, the atmosphere of luxury is rampant, and every inch of the air is soaked with the majesty and luxury of the royal family.

Tan Sheng sat leisurely in the stands. His posture seemed lazy, but it could not conceal the inherent majesty of a superior.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed firmly on the vast arena below.

At this time, the dust was flying in the Colosseum, and a thrilling battle was taking place.

A majestic tiger, its fur shining with dazzling golden light, as if it was covered with a layer of sacred battle armor by the sun.

It lowered its nimble body and let out a dull and extremely intimidating roar from its throat. The sound was like an invisible sharp blade, as if it could directly penetrate a person's soul.

Its sharp claws kept digging into the ground, stirring up layers of dust. Every move revealed its desire for battle and its determination to win.

The elephant opposite was as huge as a mountain. It raised its thick trunk high and let out a deafening roar, the sound seemed to break through the sky.

Its sturdy limbs were like four huge pillars, standing firmly on the ground, and every step it took made the earth tremble slightly. Its big ears, like cattail leaves, flapped quickly, making a whistling sound, as if it was showing off its strength to the tiger, trying to overwhelm it completely with its momentum.

Tan Sheng's eyes closely followed the every move of the two beasts in the field, his eyes full of undisguised excitement and enthusiasm, as if this fight was the most exciting performance in the world.

He clapped excitedly from time to time, and the loud applause echoed in the empty arena.

At this moment, a guard came running over with a panicked look on his face and quick footsteps, causing a gust of hurried wind.

The guard leaned over and whispered a few words into Tan Sheng's ear.

Tan Sheng's face suddenly became as gloomy as the sky before a storm, and his originally relaxed expression disappeared in an instant.

He stood up suddenly, and his movement was so violent that the chair behind him was knocked over with a loud and sharp "clang".

"What? She actually did such a thing!" Tan Sheng's angry shout exploded in the empty palace, causing an echo.

But as soon as he said this, he realized his gaffe, took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, raised his hands and rubbed his temples, trying to calm his inner turmoil.

Tan Sheng has been up and down in the vortex of power for many years, experienced countless changes, and seen the warmth and coldness of the world. He thinks he has already cultivated the composure to remain calm even when facing a collapse of Mount Tai.

But now, his beloved daughter, Tan Luozhen, had disrupted his carefully laid out plan in such a decisive way.

My thoughts drifted back to a few days ago. It was a seemingly ordinary morning. The sunlight shone through the carved window lattices and gently fell into my daughter's boudoir.

But when Mr. Tan stepped into the room, he was stunned by the scene before him - the room was in a mess, the bed was untidy, his daughter's clothes were scattered all over the floor, but his daughter was nowhere to be seen.

A letter lay quietly on the table. Tan Sheng picked it up with trembling hands. The few words on the letter ruthlessly announced the fact that his daughter had run away from her marriage.

Recalling the scene at that time, a bitter smile appeared on Tan Sheng's lips.

He knew in his heart that behind this seemingly simple escape from marriage, his daughter might have more complicated thoughts.

He walked to the window, looking at the bustling scene outside the palace, and wondered in his heart, what on earth is this Luo Zhen planning?

In fact, Mr. Tan is not a stubborn person, and everyone knows how much he loves his daughter.

But in this chaotic world, as the head of a country, many decisions are beyond my control.

This marriage contract with the prince of a neighboring country was a crucial step for him to seek a way out for Zhuli Country. He thought his daughter could understand his painstaking efforts, but unexpectedly, she chose to resist.

A few days later, Mr. Tan received a secret report that someone had seen his daughter near the military camp.

He was shocked at first, but then he felt as if he had found the answer.

It turned out that the daughter had always longed to become a female general, to fight on the battlefield and protect her country.

This escape from marriage was just a carefully planned plan on her part, in order to avoid this marriage and pursue her dreams.

Tan Sheng stood on the balcony of the palace, looking at the distant sky. There was less anger and more relief in his eyes.

He sighed and murmured to himself, "Forget it, since this is your choice, why should I force it? But you have to walk this path carefully."

In Tan Sheng's opinion, it is not a bad thing for his daughter to have her own ambitions and aspirations.

He decided to have a good talk with his daughter when she returned and listen to her true thoughts.

Perhaps, in this turbulent era, his daughter can forge a unique path of her own, and he should put aside his stubbornness as a father and give her support and trust.