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

<p> "He dares!" Chunyu Meng exclaimed indignantly, his eyebrows flying, but Feng Zhiwei remained silent. Why would he not dare? When things concerned power and money, there would always be people willing to test the reach of law; if Shen Xuru's power was already dependent on the Chang Family and his future climb tied together with the Chang Family's fate, then for his own ambition and wellbeing, it was not unlikely that he would choose to quietly assassinate Ning Yi, Feng Zhiwei, and Chunyu Meng. If anything happened, he only needed to find a scapegoat before moving somewhere else and continuing with his life. </p>

<p>Or else how could no one have come to investigate already? The post house was not remote, and the whole thing was a blazing signal in the night. </p>

Chapter 143