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 swiftest eagle took two days to reach the Capital City, delivering the letter from Hua Zhuo into Yun Chi's hands two days later.


In the past few days, aside from the Mansion Guards stationed at the Eastern Palace to watch over the Marquis of Wuwei's estate, Yun Chi had dispatched all his men to search. Within a radius of five hundred li around the Capital City, they found nothing, and there was no progress from Mei Shuyu's end either.


Only from An Shuli and Xia Ze came some news, suggesting that the Marquis of Wuwei might indeed descend from the former dynasty's Liang royalty. When searching archives dating back four hundred years, they vaguely discerned some clues. However, the long passage of four hundred years had been smoothed over by time, and it was not a matter that could be resolved in a day or two. They could only roughly guess at best.


With each day that passed, Yun Chi's heart grew more and more restless, visibly losing a great deal of weight.


Chapter 64 (Nine More Updates)_1