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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 3 (first update)_1

Yun Chi looked at Hua Yan and clearly saw her eyes turning red, as if she were about to cry at any moment. He quickly crouched down, took her hand, and coaxed her in a gentle, soft voice, "Is it because the poem I wrote for your makeup rush isn't good? Did it make you cry? Shall I redo it?"

Sniffling, Hua Yan tried her best not to let the tears fall. She pulled her hand away and lightly punched him. "Who dares to say the poem you wrote isn't good? I'll be the first to have it out with them. I'm not crying; I'm full of joy in my heart."

Yun Chi chuckled softly, took her hand again, and said warmly with a smile, "Is that so? You think the poem I wrote is good?"

Hua Yan nodded, "Mhm, I love listening to it."

Yun Chi's smile spread, "Then will you go home with me? If you want to hear, I will write you ten poems every day."

Hua Yan laughed through her tears, her eyes scolding him. Forcing a stern face, she said, "Do you want to get married every single day?"