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

The Little Fox "hmm"ed contentedly after being well fed and watered and seemed ready for sleep, yawning with fatigue.


Su Zizhan stood up, "You should come with me, you've eaten too much and need to walk it off."


The Little Fox appeared to consider this advice, finding it reasonable, and so it hopped down from the chair and followed Su Zizhan out of his courtyard.


Meng He sighed inwardly, "What a spiritually attuned little fox."


And so, for the first time in forever, Su Zizhan neither rode in a carriage nor on horseback. Since the Marquis of Wuwei's residence was not far from the Eastern Palace, he and the little fox went on foot.


By this time, the sky was already dark, with a faint moonlight. Su Zizhan, in his fiery red figure, and the Little Fox, a small white shadow, became a picturesque scene on the street.


However, as it was a winter evening, there were few pedestrians on the streets, so they didn't cause much of a stir.


Chapter 113 (Second Update)_1