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

Hua Yan turned her head to look at him, only to find his resemblance to Su Zizhan displaying such a deathly stern expression that made her stomach roil unbearably. Unfortunately, there was so little as air left in her stomach now that, no matter how much it churned, nothing came up—her discomfort could only surge upwards to her heart, bothering her there.


Though one must bow one's head under another's roof, she had crossed swords with him several times since awakening today and was no longer afraid of him. If he wouldn't kill her, then he couldn't blame her for pushing her luck.


Ignoring him, she stubbornly pushed the basket back to the person outside the door, insisting, "I want something hot to eat, get it for me quickly."


The man in black seemed stunned for a moment, dryly taking the basket pushed into his hands and looking towards the Commander.


The Commander's face was icy cold, "It seems you're not hungry after all. In that case, there's no need to eat."


Chapter 59 (Four Updates)_1