“Future will only set in stone when it becomes the present.” Wei Liuying is a concubine daughter in Prime Minister’s Residence. A lowly existence with barely anyone who cares for her. She had to rely on her wits and manipulate others to stay alive. When the main daughter suddenly changed overnight, the others were dragged to keep up with her pace. Wei Liuying was no exception, and she had to adapt to the sudden power structure’s shift inside the residence. The main daughter laughed and looked at her with contempt, “Trying to scheme at me who knows everything like the back of my hand? You’re nothing more than a villain who’ll die a miserable death.” When the only one who cared for her was harmed by her father and so-called family, Wei Liuying laughed to Heaven as tears trailed on her cheek. “If you truly wish for me to be the villain, fine. I’ll be one.” In the midst of the raging flames of succession’s war and rebellions, Wei Liuying had to stand up for herself and fight for her survival. ... Story set in fictional world with similar culture to Ancient China. Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] - The Quiet Empress [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518
Yang Xian scratched his cheek. Well, he couldn't refute that…
Internally, he began to have a slight regret over his decision to reveal her real name so quickly. But in that heat of time, he knew that it was inevitable.
Besides, at the very least, he could now start to pursue her openly. Hmm, maybe he should learn a bit more from Prince Ji Sheng how to flirt with women or from Yan since that merchant was also a womanizer.
"It won't spread. I'll make sure of that."
"En."
Yang Xian sighed. "Are you done?"
"Yes."
Turning his body around, Yang Xian noticed that Wei Liuying had already finished wearing her robe again. She was trying to tend to the wounds on her arms from the battles. It only required her to roll her sleeves, so it was not much of a big problem for her.
Yang Xian watched for a moment and shook his head. "You're unlike any other girls, Wei Liuying."
"As in?"