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Rising Phoenix

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 · Sejarah
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308 Chs

Chapter 279

Penerjemah: Aristophaneso

Medora.

Feng Zhiwei sighed before climbing to her feet and stepping outside. As she had expected, Medora was running around in the front palace, hair scattered and dress askew, barely escaping the grips of a group of sweating guards.

Clearly her years in King's Court had lent her some power and the guards did not dare harm her, so she was able to run around and shriek all she wanted.

 "I saved the King! I have nothing! You can't do this to me!" Medora ran around hysterically before spotting Feng Zhiwei. "Feng Zhiwei you bitch! It was you! You entrapped me! Just kill me! Kill me…"

 "Alright." Feng Zhiwei easily agreed, staring down from atop a few stairs, her hands clasped behind her back. "You want to die? That's easy!"

Feng Zhiwei gestured for Hua Qiong to approach, and the pregnant woman smirked as she tossed three objects onto the ground.

A dagger; a white silk band; and a medicinal bottle.