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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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557 Chs

Chapter 35 (1 update)_1

The Everbright Lamp had been lit for hundreds of years, yet no one had ever tied red silk around the lamp.

Hua Yan was startled, looking at Yun Chi.

Seeing her stiff hands, Yun Chi turned his head with a smile and said, "I just prayed at Yuelao Temple for our eternal marriage bond, we should tie this Marriage Thread together for it to work, right? My left hand, your right hand, let's do it together."

Hua Yan's fingers gradually softened, she nodded silently and stretched out her hand following his words.

Yun Chi's left hand worked with Hua Yan's right hand to tie the red silk, bearing their names, on the Everbright Lamp.

The wick inside the lamp shone a bright red light, illuminating the names written on the red silk closely pressed together, quietly beautiful as the flowing of time.