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

Marquis of Wuwei had hundreds of servants and family members, so there were hundreds of statements to go through.


Some could read and write, others could not; those who could wrote their own statements, and those who could not had others write for them.


Yun Chi reviewed the documents carefully, not willing to miss any suspicious or inappropriate detail, so he turned through them slowly, one by one.


An Shuli, having been weary for half the day and not even having drunk a sip of water, was extremely thirsty. Seeing Little Zhongzi watching him, he whispered, "Please, Eunuch, could you fetch me a cup of tea?"


Seeing the weariness on An Shuli's face, Little Zhongzi quickly responded and poured him a cup of tea.


An Shuli sipped the tea while waiting for Yun Chi to finish reading.


An Shuli had drunk three cups of tea, and an hour had passed, before Yun Chi finally finished.


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