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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 29 (1 update)_1

Atop a distant hill stood two individuals, both clad in black with their faces veiled. One was slight of build, the other somewhat more robust. The slender figure stood at the front while the sturdier one was a half-step behind.

Both were gazing in the direction of Beian City, where a thick fog had risen quite unexpectedly.

After watching for a moment, the more robust figure said in a low voice, "Commander, this fog is quite peculiar."

The slender man nodded, his unmasked eyes heavy with mist as he scrutinized the fog. After a moment, he commanded, "Convey my order, we attack the city at once."

The sturdier man hesitated, "Commander, with such thick fog, surely the enemy cannot see us. To attack now may be a trap."

"What trap could there be? Even if it's a trick, it's only a matter of some casualties. We have an army of three hundred thousand, how could we be afraid?" the slender man's voice was cold and gloomy.