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

Helian Zheng quietly bumped his shoulder against Feng Zhiwei's, waggling his brows as he said: "She only ever smiles that beautiful for Gu Nanyi."

Feng Zhiwei was slightly disgruntled as she replied: "And I was the first to hold her, truly an ungrateful little brat."

"All women are this way." Helian Zheng sighed loudly. "I was the first to propose to you, and even now ou do not allow me in your room."

"I've already gone to your room, and you're still not satisfied?" Feng Zhiwei replied, calmly cutting her lamb leg.

"If you climb on…" Helian Zheng began, but his words were swiftly interrupted by a huge piece of meat Feng Zhiwei shoved into his mouth.

"I mean… do you truly wish… to go to the battlefield…" Helian Zheng said as he chewed.

Chapter 284