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

"As a dutiful granddaughter, I am willing to do everything for the Yan Family." Yan Huaiying straightened and bowed. "Grandfather, believe in me. I will not allow Yan Huaishi to succeed, and I will chase that shameless Imperial Envoy out of South Sea."

"Don't be anxious. Just do what needs to be done." Grandfather Yan replied. "Huaiyuan is right. This matter cannot be delayed. There is no day better than today. If we plan everything and make a public proposal, the Imperial Envoy will certainly obstruct us. Wenhong, arrange this matter now. We will send the Young Madam tonight…"

Feng Zhiwei had no idea what the Yan Family was fantasizing, still occupied with her aching stomach. She could not walk far with the pain, so she stopped by a railing by the sea and pressed her stomach into the stone rail. Smiling, she turned to Yan Huaishi. "Can you explain?"

Chapter 180