Si Jin

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general.
Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit.
Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart…
As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon.
When she grew up, her beauty was out of the world, but she was rejected by her husband's family.
In the period of chaos and disorder everywhewe, where could a female captive go?
"I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life."
In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return.

The Slender Waist

The next day as dawn broke, Feng Yun got out of bed to wash up. As she sat before the mirror to apply her makeup, she suddenly thought of the pampered Prince of Danyang who had caused a ruckus until midnight.


She glanced sideways at Xiaoman, "Go see if the noble has risen yet?"


At the mention of "noble," Xiaoman couldn't help but let out a giggle.


"Having gone to sleep so late last night, how could he possibly be up already?"


Feng Yun's eyebrows raised ever so slightly.


Just last night, upon settling into Huaxi Village, Puyang Zong had started to fuss.


The bed was too hard, there were mosquitoes, no one attended to him, the food was not to his taste—in short, not a single aspect met his expectations.


Of course, accustomed to the comfortable life at the Princess Residence, how could he endure the modesty of a rural estate?


Chapter 383: Lecturing by Imperial Command