I knelt in front of Father’s altar, sobbing my heart out. The sky was dark, everything else that surrounded me was dim. My voice had turned hoarse from crying. Only when my eyes had turned deep red did I finally showed the sign of stopping. Uncle Tong gave my return a tearful welcome. He stroked his beard while tears fell …

I had no idea how long I was bed-ridden. I had a fever. Sometimes I woke up with a clear head, sometimes my head would get all fuzzy. Once I was well enough to climb out of the dragon bed, E Huang happily thank the gods. She said, when I was clear-headed, I would call Feng Zhao Wen ‘Your Majesty’ …

Feng Zhao Wen developed a new kind of illness lately. Every time he returned from the court, he would stare at me with eyes full of grief and pain. From time to time, he would call for physicians to check my pulse. I had grown numb to that. I could only stuff my stomach with tonics. Today, taking advantage of …

(TN: Please do note that this chapter takes us back to the present time.) Yi Wang’s shizi got drunk and trampled on commoner’s crops with his horse. The other officials wanted him impeached. Feng Zhao Wen ordered the rascal to face reformation in the countryside. 3 months later, I had the chance to witness his return with my own eyes. …

Xiao Huang and I sat on the third floor of Jin Xiu Pavillion as we listened to the sound of the city gates being smashed open. The Great Chen that had stood for decades was now coming to an end. The Great Qi’s armies invaded the imperial city in a rather fast manner. We could hear the sound of horses …

Feng Zhao Wen aimed to reach two goals through this prisoners of war thing. First was to quietly threaten the enemies; to let them know that the Crown Prince of the Great Qi had countless of soldiers under his command. Second of all, he wanted to sway the hearts of the enemy by providing them adequate shelters and meals. After …

Feng Zhao Wen threw that familiar-looking young general off his horse using a lance, in the battlefield. The Great Chen’s army worked through hell to get him back. When the Crown Prince returned to the tent later, he was in a quite good mood. I blocked Tian Bing Qing outside Feng Zhao Wen’s tent, “His Highness has feeling for the …

The hall was brightly lit by candle lights. The previous coldness on his face was swept away, replaced by enthusiasm. I suddenly had the urge to draw back, but the person holding me refused to let go. Our lips were pasted together while my body was pressed against his. Even though our clothes were thick, I could still felt the …

The lantern festival in the capital really deserved it’s fame. Flying dragons, pouncing tigers, dancing phoenixes and Guan Yin sitting in the middle of lotus….. There were a lot of kinds of ice sculptures. The streets were packed, as though the entire country was here. The women of the Great Qi were bold and unrestrained; quite a number of them …

Tian Bing Qing vaguely remembered that the Crown Prince was a very happy child when he was little. He loved to smile. Back then, the previous empress was still alive and he was the beloved youngprince. When he was one year old, he entered the Eastern Palace. When the Crown Prince was only eight, the empress passed away. Over the …