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The Rise of Phoenixes

Dynasties rise and dynasties fall, like the tide washing the sand. On one side, he suffers from intrigue and hides his great ambition; on the other, the mysterious girl hides her anger behind her gentle smile. Who toppled the country, establishing their dynasty? Who built the Yellow Springs and set it over Imperial Power, inciting strife and conquering the earth? Who exchanged gazes at the Nine Palaces to the sound of halberd and blood, watching the falling flowers of Acacia? Who drank the poisoned wine and smiled, trading it for a cinnabar dot to the chest? Tribulation and strife has destroyed past prosperity; he would not retreat, and she has not finished singing. .... Is she disturbing the earth world, or is the world disturbing her? This is a seemingly simple story about an era of recovering the old country and the fight for the throne, and the men and women on both sides. To conquer or resist; To push away or fight for chance. To provoke or to still; To love, or to refuse love.

World Convergence · Histoire
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312 Chs

Chapter 97

Noble Imperial Consort Chang smiled down at Feng Zhiwei, admiring her demeanor and bearing as she neared. When her face came into view though, the Imperial Consort stiffened for a moment; luckily, her long-cultivated restraint quickly snapped her out of her daze and allowed her to smoothly take Feng Zhiwei's hand as he expressed a few words of thoughtful concern for her and the Hu Zhuo Prince. The brief exchange over, the Imperial Consort released Feng Zhiwei's hand and turned back to arranging the birthday longevity noodles in the side palace, calling for a few of the aged, titled women to join her in the Inner Palace to chat. With Feng Zhiwei's piddling status, she was naturally ignored and consigned to a boring stay at the side palace.