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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 · Allgemein
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572 Chs

Chapter 87 (Second Update)_1

Princess Qiuyue left the Eastern Palace and upon returning to the Imperial Palace, she didn't immediately go back to her own chambers; instead, she headed to the Council Hall.

Clad in a rain cloak, she stood at the entrance of the Council Hall and had the guards announce that she wished to see Yun Chi.

Yun Chi was in the Council Hall discussing with others the severity of the flood situation at Chuanhekou after the heavy rain, as well as matters of disaster relief. Hearing that Princess Qiuyue requested to see him, he glanced outside where the rain still poured down—less violently than the previous night, but still very chilling. He frowned slightly and ordered Little Zhongzi, "Go invite Princess Qiuyue into the Warm Pavilion."

Little Zhongzi acknowledged the order and quickly took an umbrella to do so.