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

The Qiu Mansion Third Young Master had just been conferred a military rank in the Hu Wei Camp, so Madam Qiu's face instantly turned serious, and with a wave of her hand, dismissed the servants around them.

"The Madam truly manages her servants well." Feng Zhiwei praised lightly as she stood. "The Qiu Mansion's manners has become more rigorous than before."

Madam Qiu was just about to reply with some modest words when she finally heard the words that Feng Zhiwei had used.

"Than before…" She peered up confusedly at Feng Zhiwei, wondering why this Master Wei was speaking as if familiar with the Qiu Mansion.

"Hao-er is still immature, and Wei-er still lacks understanding." She smiled as Madam Qiu's expression changed. "They have bothered you over these years."

"You— you…" Madam Qiu stood and retreated a step, clutching the back of her chair, tottering in place.

Chapter 70