ingyuē, dressed in a scarlet robe, sat before her dressing table.A few maids were beside her, helping to style her hair into an updo.Wǔ Míngyuè, clad in a crimson dress, exuded an air of captivating a...Outside the Heavenly Burial Ground, troops from various royal families gathered here.

And many more creatures also want a share of the pie.

"She must be Princess Fei Qingxue from the Bingling Royal Family, huh As expected of the most famous beauty in our Tianmu Prefecture."

"What use is a beauty, if not just a vase I heard she's to be taken as a concubine by the Flame Prince of the Fire Rock Clan."

"Oh, what a shame…"

Around, faintly, there were some hushed murmurs.

Within the Bingling Royal Clan's ranks, Fei Qingxue ignored those gossips.

But her jade hand, was gripped tightly.

No woman wants to be a vase.

"Qingshu, you really came."

In the distance, a Crimson Phoenix bird was pulling a Flaming Chariot.

A handsome man in a crimson and gold imperial robe stood on the chariot marked withat ease, I only hope that in the years to come, you might occasionally remember a woman named Ling Yuan."Ling Yuan smiled, her eyes glistening, as if with a touch of tears."Ling Yuan, what's wrong wit...