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 Zhuo entered the Phoenix West Garden, bathed, changed his clothes, and rested. Butler Fu returned to Duke Jingguo's courtyard to give Yun Chi a response.


Butler Fu was quite emotional, repeating word for word what Hua Zhuo had said to him on the way to Yun Chi.


Butler Fu almost cried, "Since Young Master Hua Zhuo said so, isn't the Crown Prince still doing well now?"


Duke Jingguo understood as well and interjected, "Of course he is."


"Yes, indeed!" Tian Bujue nodded as well.


None of them wanted to believe that the child in Hua Yan's womb was gone. They all held onto the hope that the child was still there, safe and sound inside Hua Yan's belly.


Little Zhongzi was also on the verge of tears, "Young Master Hua Zhuo is skilled in divination. If he said so, the Crown Prince must be safe."


One after another, they exchanged words and then all looked towards Yun Chi.


Chapter 114_1