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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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674 Chs

Chapter 97 (1 Update)_1

That night, the ten-year-old Xia Ze met Su Zizhan and Hua Yan. After Su Zizhan took him away from Huai Wang's residence, he also encountered the legendary Divine Doctor Tian Bujue, known for his unrivaled medical skills that could resurrect the dead and mend bones.

Xia Ze was frail, and when Su Zizhan took him away from Huai Wang's residence, he had not packed any extra clothes to wrap himself in. The cold wind of late autumn blew across his face, turning it deathly pale.

Upon seeing Xia Ze, Tian Bujue raised an eyebrow at his pallid face and asked, "Is this that stinky girl's brother?"

Su Zizhan nodded, ordered someone to arrange a room for Xia Ze, and then paid no further heed, returning to his own room.

Tian Bujue said to Xia Ze, "Stretch out your hand; I'll check your pulse."