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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 How to Self-Recommend_1

Ever since Su Zizhan came down with a chill that day, he had been soaking in the Tangquan Pool under the daily acupuncture treatment of Imperial Physician Zheng. However, this bout of chill was too severe, too tumultuous, and the acupuncture was hardly effective. Stubbornly, he refused to use the Old Mountain Ginseng that Yun Chi had sent over, enduring the condition through gritted teeth. This left Imperial Physician Zheng in a cold sweat, at a loss for what to do.

Fortunately, the night before, Lu Zhiling had someone send over a stalk of Nine Flames Precious Grass, and Su Zizhan no longer resisted, using it at last. Imperial Physician Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had pulled Su Zizhan back from the brink of death at the Gate of Hell, as well as having saved the remaining sixteen Tangquan hot pools, finally relieving himself of the hard work of the past two days.