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The Slender Waist

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general. Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit. Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart… As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon. When she grew up, her beauty was out of the world, but she was rejected by her husband's family. In the period of chaos and disorder everywhewe, where could a female captive go? "I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life." In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return.

Si Jin · 历史言情
分數不夠
498 Chs

Chapter 11: The Hand of the Empress Dowager

The following day was brilliantly clear, and Feng Yun prepared to visit the jail within the prefectural government.

She had few dependable people by her side, and she certainly had to accept Pei Jue's favor.

But...

Many of the old servants in the residence from her previous life had died early, and their appearances and names had become blurry in her memory, let alone remembering their integrity and which could be of use to her, and which were the accomplices of the Chen Family...

"Let's see how it goes," Feng Yun thought, and had Xiaoman help her with her makeup.

The day she left home, she dressed plainly, but today, feeling cheerful, she changed into a straight-collared deep garment, an elegant, chick-colored flowing immortal skirt, and the temperament and charm of an Aristocratic Family's noble daughter blossomed forth.

Outside Meixiang Pavilion, Ao Qi was waiting.

Watching the approaching lady, his breathing involuntarily tightened.