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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 · Geral
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856 Chs
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Chapter 16 (2 Updates)_1

By high noon, the sweet osmanthus cake was out of the oven, and its fragrance wafted from the kitchen from afar.

After washing her hands, Hua Yan pinched a small piece and placed it into Yun Chi's mouth, asking with a smile, "Try it, how does it taste?"

Yun Chi swallowed the small piece of sweet osmanthus cake and at the same time, lightly nipped Hua Yan's finger, his eyes brimming with laughter. He looked at her face, slightly reddened from the bustle and fine sweat, and with a voice deep and suggestive said, "Hmm, it tastes excellent."

Blushing, Hua Yan glared at him, "I'm asking about the sweet osmanthus cake."

Yun Chi nodded earnestly, "That's exactly what I'm talking about."

Hua Yan turned away, her face flushed, and teased him, "I think that's not what you're referring to at all." After speaking, she pinched a small piece for herself, tossed it into her mouth, chewed it, and commented, "Not bad, but not as good as Qiuyue's."