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

Thousand-year ginseng is rare, but Zizhe did not skimp and took out two at once to give to Qing Hun.


Qing Hun accepted them respectfully and immediately held the ginseng to make soup, thinking to himself that although the eldest son was ruthless, killing people like grass, he treated Hua Yan differently, which could be considered nice, and he really did not understand where this difference came from.


Meng He was in the kitchen making medicine when Qing Hun arrived, and quickly stood up and said, "The medicine will be ready soon."


Qing Hun waved his hand at him, "There's no need to make this medicine; it's useless even if you do. The madam is in great danger now; ordinary soup and prescription are ineffective. The young master instructed me to get some top-quality ginseng from the eldest son to make soup for the madam to drink."


Meng He's face changed dramatically, "The madam, she... how did she become dangerous? Wasn't she... alright before?"


Chapter 98 (First Update)_1