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

Pei Jue approached, sizing her up for a moment, his gaze falling on the snow-white, gentle curve of her jade neck, his voice slightly hoarse.


She was only waiting for someone from the Tu Family Fort to come, her mind elsewhere, too lazy to change.


"The king bestowed it upon me. Of course, I should wear it for the king to see," she replied, "Doesn't it look nice?"


Feng Yun saw the light in his eyes and shivered, stepping back, "Don't get any funny ideas. I'm not in the mood for that today."


Feng Yun raised her eyebrows and relaxed a bit, chatting casually with him.


"The Ao Residence wedding banquet is all ready, isn't it?"


Feng Yun continued, "Has Xiaoqi returned yet?"


Seeing his expression, Feng Yun understood.


Chapter 439 Not a Beast_2