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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 4 (2 updates)_1

At noon, Cheng Zixiao returned from outside, covered in wind and snow; his complexion was pale and not too good.

Hua Yan poured him a cup of hot tea and, after he caught his breath and warmed himself, she finally asked him, "How is it on Tian Bujue's side? You don't look well; has there been no progress?"

Cheng Zixiao nodded, "We've tested most of the medicinal materials, none of them work, they can't replace Panlong Ginseng."

Hua Yan pursed her lips, "Don't worry, isn't there still a small portion left?"

Cheng Zixiao, holding the hot tea, said, "Tian Bujue said that there's not much hope and, if we don't want the whole city's people to perish, he suggests that we should still try to find Panlong Ginseng."

Hua Yan nodded, "By this evening at the latest, both the Crown Prince and my brother will have received the message. Hopefully, they can exert some effort to obtain Panlong Ginseng."