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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 95 (1 Update)_1

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Xia Ze was stunned for a while, and for a long time, he couldn't extricate himself from his own thoughts.

Hua Yan didn't rush him to speak immediately, seeming to understand his tremors at this moment. For many years, people of the Duke's residence searched everywhere for Qiuyue, and she knew all about it. Even when she and Qiuyue came to the Northern Region, they had chatted with the gatekeeper at the northern entrance of the Duke's residence, knowing that the Duke never gave up looking for his daughter.

At that time, she had tenderly asked Qiuyue, "Do you want to go back?"

Qiuyue shook her head resolutely, "Miss, I won't go back. My mother became a scar in my father's heart, and I am just another scar. If I really went back, and his wound healed, he might not think of my mother as often. My mother's spirit in heaven definitely wishes for him to keep her in his memories."