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

Amidst a riot of blooming flowers, standing proudly on branches, falling petals scattered on Feng Yun's pomegranate skirt…


She climbed the tree, plucked a branch swaying gently in the breeze, suddenly lost her footing, and fell. Her basket of flowers overturned in midair, scattering branches and petals in a floral whirlwind…


She plummeted straight down, landing in someone's arms.


Clad in white with a flute in hand, he was the picture of elegance and nobility, as if a nobleman had stepped out of a painting.


Feng Yun was startled so violently that she woke from her dream with a start, only to find her back drenched with sweat.


On a December day, she was sweating profusely.


Her room had an underfloor heating system burning her family's coal; it was so warm that she had slept until broad daylight without realizing it.


Chapter 432 All Matters Are Busy