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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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Chapter 1 (1 Update)_1

Ever since Little Zhongzi scared the Imperial Physician with his threats that day, the Imperial Physician prescribed strong medicine for Yun Chi. Indeed, the powerful remedy worked quickly, and Yun Chi's cold was cured in just a few days.

The Imperial Physician, having received a hefty reward from the Eastern Palace, mopped his brow in relief, silently rejoicing that his medical skills were still up to par.

Although Yun Chi's cold had healed, his yearning for Hua Yan had not lessened by a thread. It accumulated day by day, the longing seeped deep into his bones, almost to the point where he could hardly swallow any food, and he began to wither away.

Little Zhongzi was extremely worried. Despite his young age, he nagged like an old lady of eighty, "Your Highness, you can't torture yourself like this. I'm afraid by the time the Crown Princess Consort arrives for your grand wedding, she might not even recognize you when you lift her bridal veil."