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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 51 (1 update)_1

Blood sprayed onto the ground, seeping into the thick dust like a blood lotus blooming amidst the dirt.

Qiuyue was greatly alarmed, "Miss!"

Tian Bujue quickly crouched down and tapped several acupoints on Hua Yan's body.

Hua Yan stared blankly at the blood on the ground, sinking into an inextricable trance.

Tian Bujue bellowed, "Girl! Wake up!"

Hua Yan remained motionless, her eyes on the bloodied ground, but her gaze was unfocused, clouded, not knowing where to look.

Tian Bujue shouted twice more, but Hua Yan stayed just as before.

Qiuyue clenched Hua Yan's shoulders tightly and said to Tian Bujue, "Master, calling Miss won't help, there's only one person whose call can rouse her during her hysterical fits."

"Who?" Tian Bujue asked.