Xiziqing

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?
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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."

Schemes Of A Flower

Yun Chi had traveled five hundred li away from the Capital City when he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic.


He couldn't articulate the feeling, but it was intense, as if he was losing something. His first thought was that Hua Yan must be in trouble again. He focused on the sensation, yet it wasn't like the last time when Hua Yan had sustained severe injuries from using her Original Spiritual Power and was in excruciating pain, as if all the energy had been drained from her body. Rather, there was an indescribable hollowness in his heart, as if the ice and snow of the world had filled his heart with cold desolation.


After a moment of feeling, he called out, "Yun Ying."


"Your Highness." Yun Ying appeared immediately, detecting something was wrong with Yun Chi's voice, deep and hoarse. She quickly drew back the curtain of the carriage only to see Yun Chi's complexion as pale as snow, which startled her. "What's wrong, Your Highness? Are you feeling unwell?"


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