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

Only those you cared for can hurt you the deepest.

As she hesitated, noise came from the courtyard and a large crowd came flooding in. The person in the lead cried out in her sharp voice: "Congratulations to Miss Feng!"

Feng Zhiwei walked out, opening the door onto a yard filled with glittering eyes and gloating smiles. Old Lady An stood in the lead holding clothing and accessories, her donkey face cracked with smiles, powdered makeup falling in droves.

"Congratulations to Miss Feng!" Old Woman An cried out again, proffering up the clothing in her hands. "We've heard that you have been chosen to become Prince Hu Zhuo's concubine! The Hu Zhuo Prince is here to visit and the madam is hosting him in the front hall. Do you need to change and attend?"

The servant women had to strain to hold back their laughter as an older lady called out: "I've heard the steppe men are strong, Miss Feng is truly fortunate."

Chapter 86