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

Feng Yun was carried back to the manor in Wen Xingsu's arms.


Her dress was soaked in a large patch, and the embracing figures cast a long shadow under the moon, hazy and romantic, accompanied by the gentle breeze and falling leaves, delicate and tender, presenting a stunning scene.


Of course, this was Wen Xingsu's perception.


Not just the ankle, but also the toes were hurt from stepping down forcefully and being injured by the broken stones, a pain so deep it felt like it was drilling into her heart; she didn't dare to touch it at all now.


But she didn't want to appear in front of others like this.


As they approached the manor, she tugged at Wen Xingsu's sleeve.


"Elder brother, put me down. I can walk on my own."


Wen Xingsu looked down and knew what she was worried about, his brows knitting together.


Chapter 421 Silent