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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 92 (2 updates)_1

Hua Yan only spoke two sentences before closing her eyes again.

Yun Chi called out to her softly, "Hua Yan!"

Hua Yan hummed in response, her eyelids heavy, seemingly lacking the strength to speak further.

Yun Chi looked up at Tian Bujue.

After taking Hua Yan's pulse again, Tian Bujue said to Yun Chi, "It's alright, Crown Prince. Since she has awakened, there is no longer concern for her life. She is extremely exhausted and needs sleep."

Yun Chi nodded and gently laid Hua Yan down on the bed, covering her with a quilt. An Shiliu, An Shiqi, and Hua Rong, seeing that Hua Yan was alright, quietly withdrew.

Tian Bujue gestured to Little Zhongzi who quickly followed Tian Bujue out.

Tian Bujue went to the Gallery Hall, took up a brush, and wrote out a prescription, handing it to Little Zhongzi.

Little Zhongzi accepted it tentatively and asked, "Divine Doctor, this prescription…"