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Schemes Of A Flower

Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."

Xiziqing · General
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53 Chapter Accompany Me on a Walk_1

Qiuyue rifled through the wardrobe for a long time, but she couldn't find a single brightly colored dress in red, purple, floral, or green.

Feeling helpless, she turned around and said to Hua Yan, who was already sitting in front of the mirror, "Miss, we didn't bring many clothes with us when we came to the Capital City. After entering the Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince had the Imperial Tailoring Bureau make clothes according to your preferred colors and styles. In this wardrobe, if it's not emerald, it's plain cyan, or else it's water blue, or lotus white. In short, there's not a single bright garment. The same goes for jewelry—all are delicately elegant top-grade jade pieces; there's not a single gaudy gold or silver ornament."

Just as Hua Yan was about to slap powder on her face, she stopped at Qiuyue's words and frowned.