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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."

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Chapter 99 (Second Update)_1

Yun Chi was indeed good. From the moment Hua Yan met him until now, she never had a bad word to say about him. He was born noble, with a fate commanding nine heavens, naturally a person who stood above the clouds.

But she, from birth, had been rolling in the decadence of soft luxury, until he forcefully pulled her up to the Mingyue High Platform.

It was a predestined calamity, inescapable and unavoidable, she could only comply with fate.

With her eyes red, Qiuyue said softly, "The servant also thought the Crown Prince was very nice before, and was extremely tolerant towards the young lady, but thinking about the young lady's time with Young Master Zizhan in Peach Blossom Valley, those few days together, it felt, even better..."

When Hua Yan recalled sparring with Su Zizhan, with a sword dancing in his palm, that day, peach blossoms fluttering down, the handsome figure in red beneath her feet was like a graceful tree with orchids...