World Convergence

Dynasties rise and dynasties fall, like the tide washing the sand.

On one side, he suffers from intrigue and hides his great ambition; on the other, the mysterious girl hides her anger behind her gentle smile.

Who toppled the country, establishing their dynasty?

Who built the Yellow Springs and set it over Imperial Power, inciting strife and conquering the earth?

Who exchanged gazes at the Nine Palaces to the sound of halberd and blood, watching the falling flowers of Acacia?

Who drank the poisoned wine and smiled, trading it for a cinnabar dot to the chest?

Tribulation and strife has destroyed past prosperity; he would not retreat, and she has not finished singing.

.... Is she disturbing the earth world, or is the world disturbing her?

This is a seemingly simple story about an era of recovering the old country and the fight for the throne, and the men and women on both sides.

To conquer or resist;
To push away or fight for chance.
To provoke or to still;
To love, or to refuse love.

Chrissy

Rising  Phoenix

Aristophaneso

After the Crown Prince failed to capture the Imperial Palace, he was gradually forced back to his Eastern Palace. The Tian Sheng Emperor wanted to keep the fighting contained to this area, preferring to stain the Eastern Palace than allow blood to be spilled in the Zhao Hua main palace.

At the moment, the Emperor seemed very calm, and was playing Go with Feng Zhiwei in a large tent in the middle of camp. Feng Zhiwei would win one game after losing two, and the Emperor was content.

Military reports were brought in from time to time, and the Tian Sheng Emperor would read each with an indecipherable expression. His eyes were calm in the candle light, and every wrinkle on his face seemed furrowed with experienced.

Feng Zhiwei's heart was chilled, like the clear-jade Go piece she held in her fingers.

The Imperial Family had been sucked into an abyss.

Chapter 53