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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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535 Chs

Chapter 123 (First Update)_1

Hua Yan, though listening to Caiqing read from a storybook, couldn't stop thinking about the disaster in the Northern Region.

Caiqing gradually realized that the Crown Princess Consort seemed not to be listening, slowly ceased speaking, and thought to inquire, but seeing Hua Yan's brows tightly knit as if pondering something, she obediently held the storybook and sat beside her.

After pondering for a long time, Hua Yan came back to her senses and said to Caiqing, "Send someone to invite Cheng Zixiao to the Eastern Palace."

Caiqing nodded, put down the storybook, and immediately found someone to deliver the message.

Hua Yan then instructed Caiqing, "Go get some paper and brushes, the kind used for drawing."

Caiqing complied and hurried off.

Before long, Caiqing brought paper and brushes and laid them out on the desk.

Hua Yan rose from her chaise longue, walked to the desk, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and started to sketch on the drawing paper.