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 he stared at the leaf flute, Gu Nanyi was brought back to that night in Longxi Province. There in the Ji Yang Mansion, she had sat next to him folding the leaf in her soft fingers, gleaming stars in her eyes.

He though back to that day he truly began to understand death and loss as he lay on the rooftop in the rain, playing the flute until his mouth bled.

The cold and salty taste in his mouth seemed to echo the bitterness of life.

He was unsure whether he preferred his old tranquility or this new desire to learn.

He knew bitterness, and he knew the sweet happiness that came after bitterness fled.

Gu Nanyi stared down at the paper leaf flute for a long moment before standing and finding a box to safely store it in.

Meanwhile, Gu Zhixiao pattered around on the felt carpet, completely baffled that her father should make her a toy only to take it away.

Chapter 281