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

In the past, after Hua Yan had eaten her fill and wanted to sleep, she would lie in a soft and luxurious bed made of redwood, beneath a canopy of sheer curtains, light as mist. When Yun Chi slept with her, she would nestle in his arms, her head on his arm, and sleep peacefully and securely.


Now, she had also eaten her fill, but Hua Yan had been unconscious for a long time. When she woke up cold and hungry, the meal she had only helped her recover a bit of strength and did not make her sleepy at all. Her mind was bustling with thoughts.


"What's wrong? Thinking about how to kill me and escape?" the Commander put down his chopsticks and looked at Hua Yan with cold eyes.


The Commander sneered, "If you know it's impossible, then don't think about it."


Chapter 60 (Fifth Update)_1