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The Slender Waist

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.

Si Jin · Historia
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412 Chs

Chapter 92: Not Recognizing Your Face

Ping'an hesitated for a moment, looking at the new emperor's indifferent expression, wanting to say something, but Xiao Cheng didn't give him the chance.

A stern gaze passed over.

"Aren't you going out?"

Ping'an's voice stuck in his throat. "Yes."

Footsteps gradually receded and faded away.

The hall of Chongming became quiet.

Xiao Cheng was silent for a moment, wordlessly picking up the memorials on the desk.

A thick stack, like snowflakes, arrived every day from all over Qi Country to Tai City.

Being an emperor wasn't easy; he had always known that, striving for years to finally achieve his cherished position. Yet, satisfaction eluded him, leaving only weariness of body and mind.

The characters on the memorials kept enlarging in his vision; he was slightly distracted, his gaze inadvertently shifting toward that locked drawer.

The firelight cast upon his face blurred the sharp edges of his handsome features, giving rise to a trace of fierceness in his eyes.

With a thud!