Phoenix Seeks Home
Xu Xiaoyao was naive.
A legitimate di daughter by birth, forgotten and neglected in her small bamboo courtyard.
A wife, fought and won battles for her husband, lord, and emperor. Stood fearless and unyielding in war only to be disposed of, dethroned, and die an honorless death by the hands of his consort.
A mother, useless and helpless. Her only son suffering, his status unknown. Unable to ease his pain and wipe away his tears--- far from a mother's embrace.
Bowed down to her father; followed her husband; and died for her son.
As she closes her eyes, who would think that death could be a relief? Sighing, she lay her self to rest.
But life wasn't done with her yet. Shoved back to the past, in her younger years; the world she woke up to has the same people, faces and places but different fates.
She was not thrilled for her rebirth nor as hot-blooded as she thought she would be after the entwine destiny jumble in the face of her.
Tired, she decides to sleep away this whole new life. Chances are but lies. We live only to die. Struggle is futile and unrewarding.
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"Xiaoxiao, every winter, when the first snow touched the ground, covering the earth and the sky in blinding whiteness, I search for you... A glimpse of your sleeves, a whip of your scent, or even a tiny blurry silhouette of yours... I look for a piece of you."
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This book is my break from writing my other book, 'The Employed Empress', and also a practicing work, hence the slow update.
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