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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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677 Chs

Chapter 56 (2 updates)_1

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Hua Zhuo went to that study where the light was still on. Su Zizhan leaned against the couch where Hua Yan had lain earlier, deeply engrossed in his reading.

As Hua Zhuo pushed open the door, not too forcefully but not too gently either, it was only when she approached Su Zizhan that he realized someone had come in. He looked up, saw it was Hua Zhuo, and asked, "Has she woken up?"

"She has!" Hua Zhuo nodded. "Just now! She asked about you and told you to take good care of yourself, not to fall ill again."

Su Zizhan inquired, "How is she?"

Hua Zhuo sighed, "As long as she does not suffer another hysterical attack, she is just as she is every time she wakes up: exhausted and weak. However, there is no serious problem for the time being. Rest assured."

Su Zizhan nodded.

Hua Zhuo looked at the book in his hand, "What book are you holding?"

Su Zizhan handed over the book, "The Discourse on State and Grain written by Emperor Huaiyu when he was thirteen."