After discussing with Shujin, she decided to get married before going to the other side of the ocean.
Ambrose was not in a hurry and even wanted to see her get married with his own eyes.
Following his suggestion, Qu Lingyuan designed a wedding dress herself, and Shu Jin wore a suit.
On the wedding day, she saw the timid Chu Xiaoer outside the door.
"You..." Qu Lingyuan reached out to touch Chu Xiaoer's shoulders.
"Ah!" Chu Xiaoer's whole body trembled.
She seemed to have become much more timid, and in a short period of time, all her pride was crushed.
The husband was out looking for other women all day long, and would beat his wife when he came home drunk. The bruises on Chu Xiaoer's face never disappeared, and new scars would appear from time to time.
"Come in." Qu Lingyuan smiled and patted Chu Xiaoer's shoulder.
She didn't mind at all letting Chu Xiaoer see how happy she was now.
What Chu Xiaoer feared most now was being seen in her miserable state by Qu Lingyuan, the man who married the man she loved most, dressed in a unique wedding dress, which brought a strong sense of oppression.
Lowering her head to hide the obscurity in her eyes, she shook her head and said, "No."
She really wanted to ask Shujin why he hadn't kept his promise to help her, but when she thought about it, what was there to ask? It was simply the fault of this woman in front of her.
She quickly left the scene and returned to the Huang family's hell on earth.
Qu Lingyuan watched her leave indifferently, then turned and walked towards the man who was still waiting for her.
Shu Jin's arms were full of security, but this time he didn't carry her back to the theater where Feng Xi's troupe was studying, but back to Shu's home.
Qu Yuanxiang didn't cry until he could no longer see the two people's shadows, and then he cried under the comfort of the apprentices in Fengxi class.
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On the fifth day after their marriage, Qu Lingyuan and Shu Jin followed Mr. Ambrose on a ship to the other side of the ocean.
Mr. Ambrose has been dedicated to studying Eastern culture. This time he invited Qu Lingyuan to promote Eastern culture.
Once a skill becomes a tool for cultural exchange between countries, it will be valued.
Qu Lingyuan knew this very well and attached great importance to this trip.
She didn't want anyone to be like Chu Xiaoer in the future, pointing fingers and making sarcastic remarks at someone who was working hard to learn skills.
By the end of the first performance, the culture and art from the mysterious East had caused a sensation overseas.
Objectively speaking, Qu Lingyuan's face played a role in this matter, but it did not affect foreigners' admiration for this new culture at all.
After staying overseas for a long time this time, she returned with a lot of honors, which also became a turning point that completely changed the minds of the people in Fengcheng.
When someone mentions the young marshal's wife, no one would say she is an actress, but would call her an opera artist.
Qu Lingyuan also firmly believed that Fengcheng would become a starting point, and with it as the center, advanced ideas would gradually create ripples throughout the country.
After returning to China, she began to lead a troupe under Qu Yuanxiang, and gradually, young ladies and young masters from wealthy families also came to learn opera.
It just seems like I haven’t seen Chu Xiaoer for a long time.
Qu Lingyuan sat at the desk by the window, feeling extremely bored, and sent Yi Ling to take a look at the Huang family.
"How is she doing now?"
Yi Ling sighed softly: "Although I know she deserves it, it's really too tragic. She's a little mentally ill."
Looking out the window at the snow-covered branches, Qu Lingyuan felt a little dazed: "Do I really need to do this?"
"Don't be soft-hearted. You really didn't suffer any harm, but that's because she didn't succeed." Yi Ling stopped her from thinking astray in time.
Qu Lingyuan said nothing, still staring out the window in a daze.
Shu Jin passed by the window and saw her silly look. He couldn't help but pinch her fair cheek through the window: "What are you doing?"
"Ah... I was thinking about the last time I went on stage."
Qu Lingyuan did not tell the truth.
After gaining a reputation for opera, she was ready to retire from the stage and teach students behind the scenes. Even though she was still young, it seemed more important to cultivate talents.
"Don't be too tired."
"good."
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The last time she went on stage, Qu Lingyuan unexpectedly saw Chu Xiaoer in the audience.
She kept her head down, with Huang Qiu sitting next to her.
No matter how much the Huang family disliked this daughter-in-law, they could not change the fact that she was a legally married wife, so Huang Qiu would still take her out most of the time.
Today's play is the Peking Opera "Eight Treasures Soup".
"The wind is like a knife, the snow is like a blade,
My husband and son are missing, and my body is covered with wounds."
When she sang to this point, Chu Xiaoer suddenly raised her head.
Qu Lingyuan could still clearly see the resentment on her face and her arms trembling slightly.
Chu Xiaoer hadn't been out for a long time. It was not until she walked on the street today that she realized how much the woman on the stage had achieved.
She couldn't understand why an orphan, an actor, could live such a glamorous life, while she, a young lady from a respectable and wealthy family, was so miserable.
Qu Lingyuan was about to step down from the stage when she saw Chu Xiaoer standing up from her seat and walking towards her step by step.
Chu Xiaoer looked at her expressionlessly with dull eyes and asked softly, "Why?"
Knowing what she was thinking, Qu Lingyuan raised her lips and said shamelessly, "Maybe it's because I'm more beautiful and kind. God will always be kind to me."
Chu Xiaoer looked a little dejected. She suddenly raised her head and stared at Qu Lingyuan strangely.
Suddenly, she raised her right hand, and the knife hidden under her sleeve flashed with a cold light...
No one expected that a dull woman would suddenly attack, and Qu Lingyuan thought that she was just unwilling to give in and wanted to confront him for a few words.
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