The Sun Has Set in the East

[Passionate historical fantasy (very little magic) + hedonistic princess vs. scheming Daoist priest + coming-of-age + male lead reborn] What becomes of a princess whose kingdom has fallen? Di Feiwan fought her way back. She slaughtered the enemy capital and carried the spirit tablets of thirty thousand lost souls, watching the mastermind’s corpse turn to ash in the flames. They called her a demon, but she wasn’t the one who first raised the blade! She became famous after a single battle, and everyone around her avoided her. On the cold road to becoming an empress, she was left all alone. Who still remembers that she was once a carefree, sunny, uninhibited princess? On the day the city was massacred, a revered immortal master carried the empress toward her through the flames of war. As blades fell all around them, the gods turned a deaf ear. The iris mark between Mu Ze’s brows, the symbol of an immortal master, faded away. He pressed his face to Di Feiwan’s, his heart aching for her. He wanted to stay by her side, but affection that came too late was like a sugar pill left out too long. No matter how lovely it looked, it could no longer be touched. She pushed him away, just as she had once been pushed away by family and friends. When he watched her marry someone else, Mu Ze felt as if his heart had been torn apart. Once again, he retreated to Dongyu Mountain, covering his eyes and ears, and shutting away his heart. Time flew by, the years slipped past. When the thunderbolt struck and the whole mystery was finally laid bare, he realized that becoming an immortal was nothing but self-deception. I wanted to make things right, but you had already vanished from this world. If everything returned to the beginning, if I fell in love with you from the start, would things have turned out differently? My love, keep walking forward. The light lies ahead of you, and I am behind you...