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The Celestial Phoenix's Ascent

"Queens and concubines are merely pawns in a game of Court," the Crown Prince stared me down, chin high. I returned him a smile, though my cheeks were stiff and reluctant to accommodate my lips. "Then why would a mere woman like me be your only tool to turn the tide?" - As the daughter of General Yan of the great country of Yin Shang, Yan Qing's duty lies with the royal Pan clan, whose sole orders hold her and her family's lives. When Yan Qing turned 19, the Crown Prince of Yin Shang decreed for her to enter the Palace. There, she received her mission: Go undercover as a Palace servant in their nemesis' territory, Jin Tang. Alone and afraid, she must brave through a precarious task. Only by succeeding in seducing the future King of Jin Tang of the royal Li clan would she survive her predicament. But things get messy in a hurry when she enters Shen Li Gong, Palace of the 18th Prince of Jin Tang. He was the downtrodden Prince, target of everyone's ridicule. But Yan Qing recognised the power that exuded from him. Would she be able to weave her way past the Prince's eagle eyes? The fate of her country, and more importantly, her family, lies in her hands. **Warning: Quite the slow burn** Book cover credits (background image): Jingyi Lyu https://unsplash.com/photos/lgCjARMlnjg

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Bedchamber Ritual

"Sire, please unveil the bride!" Eunuch Cui instructed from outside the Main Hall.

Matron Ji, Nian Qu and Qin stood beside him. They had gotten into a line outside before closing the door on us for the bedchamber ritual.

Zheng and I sat on his bed, the same bed we had once laid naked on together. Only, they had changed the sheets into something red. There were plenty of red dates and nuts scattered on the bed, to represent hopes that we would have many children.

In front of us was a small table of items we needed to carry out the ritual. Zheng picked up the short stick that had been covered in a red cloth, using it to lift the veil.

Our eyes met, and I took in my first look of my husband. His usually pale face was flushed, his lips parted as he stared at me, looking surprised.

"Your nephew was right," he muttered, letting out a breathless laugh. I raised an eyebrow, but he only gave me a grin.