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 Tian Sheng's army camp on the northern border, happy soldiers packed and prepared to depart. The war would cease for the moment; Da Yue was too weak for a threatening offensive and the coming winter would bog down all movement, so Tian Sheng's main forces would retreat south to De Zhou and Yu Zhou.

Passing soldiers curiously eyed the lonely, utterly silent tent of the Military Inspector.

Even though there would be no conflict for the foreseeable future, His Highness had begged leave to stay on the northern border in case Da Yue attempted subterfuge, and His Majesty had agreed.

And so instead of returning to colorful Dijing, Prince Chu would remain in the frigid north; no one understood what His Highness was thinking.

No oil lamp lit the tent, and the curtain windows and door were closed on all sides. The sunlight piercing the cloth only lit the tent into a grey and indistinct dusk.

Chapter 304