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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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672 Chs

Chapter 87 (1 Update)_1

Hua Yan had tasked Hua Zhuo to investigate the Plum Blossom Seal, but Hua Zhuo hadn't sent her any updates yet; clearly, there were no findings so far.

She stood at the entrance for a while, pondering at length, then turned around and returned to her room, picked up a brush, and wrote a letter. She sent someone to deliver it to Su Qingmian and Su Qingfeng of the Su Family, arranging a meeting with the two at Jianghu Teahouse at the second quarter past noon.

Her letter was brief, just a thin piece of stationery.

Su Qingmian and Su Qingfeng had not slept all night, mulling over what to say in a message they were planning to pass to Hua Yan through the Hidden Sect. The two deliberated for a long time; they had only met Hua Yan twice and had visited the Hua Family for a brief tea. Their acquaintance with her was not deep. Given the current situation in the Northern Region and the plight of the Su Family, they were uncertain how to engage in a meaningful conversation with Hua Yan.