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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 · Integral
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599 Chs

Chapter 81 (Second Update)_1

The two arrived at Yanyu Pavilion, and Hua Yan couldn't help but praise the view, "Indeed, it's a beautiful scene."

The Yanyu Pavilion was clearly a project the King of Nanjiang had put great effort into during the construction of his Royal Palace. Real mountains, tiered verdant ridges, were used as a model for carving out a pagoda pavilion, which was surrounded by a lake on three sides, and a sea of flowers on the other.

The Emerald Lake connected with the mountains, rain descending from the sky, thick and fine, the lake's water blending with the sky above, conjuring a majestic and ethereal palace amidst the mist.

The sea of flowers was planted with a myriad of blossoms. The light rain caressed the delicate petals, a sight of tender pity and charm.

Hua Yan smiled as she gazed upon the scene for a moment, then turned to Yun Chi, "It's rare to find such scenery within the Royal Palace of Nanjiang."