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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 11 (1 update)_1

Huayan Garden and Huazhuo Pavilion were adjacent residences, the most unique of the Hua Family estate.

All other courtyards had their fair share of occupants, but these two, where the siblings had been peculiarly solitary since childhood, weren't fond of crowds. Huazhuo's courtyard housed Hua Li and a few who had served her decoctions since youth, while Huayan's, aside from Qiuyue, harbored not a single living soul.

Yun Chi realized the path Huayan led him down exited the inner court of the Hua Family, turned beside a tall wall that secluded it, opened a door, and entered. Beyond lay a Qing bamboo forest, and past the shade of these trees, under the moonlight, one could vaguely discern Emerald Lake's waterside pavilions, terraces, and towers, neighboring two similarly styled courtyards.

Pointing to the two courtyards, Huayan said, "The one to the east is my brother's Huazhuo Pavilion, and to the west is my Huayan Garden."