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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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678 Chs

Chapter 85 (Second Update)_1

Hua Yan didn't know when she had fallen asleep, only that Yun Chi had slipped into slumber before her. His breathing was even and prolonged, and it took her a long time to fall asleep herself, tuning out his breaths. When she woke up, he was already gone.

It was still raining heavily outside, the rain pounding on the rooftop, stone bricks on the ground, and the window lattices, creating a pattering noise.

She pushed aside the bed curtains to look out the window; the world was veiled by the curtain of rain, dim and indistinct, with no way to tell the time. She turned to the hourglass in the room and saw that it had long past noon.

She pushed back the bedcovers and saw neatly folded, clean clothes placed at the head of the bed. She paused for a moment, then picked them up, got dressed, and got out of bed.

Seemingly hearing her movements, Qiuyue's voice came from outside, "Miss, are you awake?"