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

In many things, it was not that Young Master Gu could not understand, it was just that people did not explain it to him on his own term. Only she had been able to teach him what loss felt like, and worry, and fear, and… sadness.

Feng Zhiwei stared wordlessly, stunned even before the man in front of her moved closer, taking her finger into his hand.

Feng Zhiwei almost gaped. He had carried her and touched her before, but all those times he had been rescuing her from danger. Voluntarily touching her without outside impetus? This was a first.

He took her finger and used it to brush Zhixiao's tender, pink cheek.

The two pen monkeys also used their hairy paws to poke the baby.

Finally fed up with the bullying from the two humans and two monkeys, the baby began crying.

But despite the baby's distress, Feng Zhiwei just shut her eyes.

Young Master Gu… was he comforting her?

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