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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 · History
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308 Chs

Chapter 253

Translator: Aristophaneso

Zhiwei, I am indeed unworthy. Before we had even truly begun, I had already pushed you away.

The warmth of spring was once again upon Dijing, but with someone missing everything was different. Who would pass the fragrant tea as they relaxed under the great banyan trees?

The northern lands are bitterly cold. Please do not forget to keep warm in the mornings and nights…

In Hua Yan Du Village, as a great man sacrificed himself to buy them time to escape, they had clung to the cliffside and she had gently hugged him from behind.

 "For now, let me be your eyes."

When they had woken at the bottom of the cliff, she had lowered her head in focus and buttoned his clothes, her fragrance lingering by his nose.

"If I left Dijing and never returned, what would you think?"

"I'll look for you."

"What if you cannot find me?"