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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 103 (Second Update)_1

As Yun Chi entered the room, the aroma of the clear broth noodles also wafted throughout the space.

Hua Yan stared intently at his tray, looking and sniffing repeatedly, sincerely feeling that Qiuyue had been absolutely right. How could someone who had never cooked before make such delicious clear broth noodles?

It must be said that there are some people who are naturally talented in everything they do, possessing abilities far surpassing others, eliciting envy.

Qiuyue had long been bubbling with jealousy, eyeing that bowl of clear broth noodles and wishing desperately that she had made it herself. She reached out to help Hua Yan off the bed to wash up.

Yun Chi put down the clear broth noodles, walked to the bedside, and said to Qiuyue, "Let me do it!"