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

A group of Shao Ning's guards rushed over from around the corner, surrounding Feng Zhiwei and blocking her way.

Feng Zhiwei frowned. Wei Zhi was a scholar who knew nothing about the martial arts; there was no way he could fight the guards, and he could only turn and run.

"Take him down!" Shao Ning shouted, and the guards rushed over and easily subdued Feng Zhiwei.

Feng Zhiwei was quickly tied up with a yellow ribbon and carried off.

Shao Ning's face was a pale green and her eyes red. She trembled with an incoherent excitement, and punched up her dress in her fists as she ran with her guards to the Imperial Study.

"We will go see Father Emperor together!"

"We will say that you tricked my body and that we've already pledged to marry in the Imperial Garden. If you ever marry, it will only be to me; and if not you, I will never marry!"

Chapter 133