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

After a pause, Yao Yangyu spoke once again: "Vice President Wei, have you forgotten? Why are you here?"

Feng Zhiwei cocked a brow and smiled. "Have we met before? I have forgotten many things, and I am here because of fate. I'm sure I'll have questions for you later, but right now there is a more urgent matter — you are His Highness Prince An? I've heard much tell of your name; it is nice to finally put a face to the stories."

Jin Siyu had remounted and gazed across the battlefield at the composed young man. Nowhere was safe in war, and there were few competent figures who would act as casually as this new figure. The same twists and turns that had hid his men now hid his enemy's forces, and Jin Siyu had no idea how many soldiers were marching towards him.

Chapter 287