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

After Tu Boshan returned from Yun Village, he found that Lady Tu and Feng Shi Er Niang's relationship had obviously become much closer…


Just now, when she had gone to the village entrance to welcome them, she was polite and respectful but also maintained a distance. Now, she was still chatting and laughing, but the light in her eyes had changed. When she saw him, there was an indescribable sense of intimacy.


Lady Tu scolded him, "What's it to you? Mind your own business when it comes to women's affairs."


Tu Boshan's eyebrows lifted slightly, revealing a smile, and he truly did not ask any further questions.


The affection between the couple was genuine. Tu Boshan was a simple yet pragmatic man. Perhaps he did not possess the gift of sweet or artful words, but he was reliable enough for one to lean on.


In times of crisis, she had found her salvation for life.


Chapter 438: The Attire of the Chief Historian