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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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Copper Eats at Gold

The two General's eyes widened, as though impressed by my deduction.

Ignoring Zheng's urgent tug of my dress, I gestured for them to continue. From my peripheral vision, Zheng was glowering at me.

"General Liao Hu of the Dui Squad has the biggest piece of Chang Jie." General Peng traced a line along on the map, showing us the biggest land that bordered Tong Zhen, towards the north.

"Forgive your subject's rashness, but General Liao has a daughter who is 17 years old. If Sire wishes to bring him under control, perhaps having her as a concubine -"

"No." Zheng interrupted General Xiao's words. He released me, reaching out and folding up the map. He rolled up the leather, unspeaking.

Anger was rolling off of him in waves, and the Generals looked terrified. They watched my husband, eyes wide.

"Generals," I said when Zheng walked to the back, where his personal work desk was. There was a display wall for his bow and arrows, as well as his sword.