The Abandoned Courtesan: She's Actually a Princess!

When I was five, a single fire reduced the red railings and jade-tiled halls to ashes. I went from princess to an amnesiac musician in a brothel.

At fifteen, another fire consumed the rouge and painted scrolls. My adoptive mother used her own body to carve a path to safety through the flames. Her dying words cut like a knife:

“Yun'er, your name is inscribed in the imperial genealogy. Your enemy is on the phoenix throne in Changchun Palace.”

For ten years, I forged myself into the sharpest blade.

Taking another person's name and wearing embroidered finery, I returned to the palace, that treacherous deep pool.

I played music with my enemy's son and held a lantern beside my own kin.

Disguised as a noblewoman, I advanced one careful step at a time.

I waited for the wedding day, when music and celebration filled the air. Then I would tear apart with my own hands the false light that had stolen twenty years of my life.

But the “crown prince” who had taken my place stood in front of me, shielding me with his own body.

With blood staining his imperial robes, he smiled as he fell into the dust:

“This position... this life... they both belong to their rightful owner.”

But when I opened the secret box he left behind,

I discovered that every stepping stone on the path to revenge

had been laid there for me by his own hand.

Two fires: one stole my name, the other gave me a blade.

And he was the shadow in the flames that never went out, the one who lit my way.

This is my first novel. I've dreamed of writing it ever since I started elementary school, but I never had the time until now. I'll update every day at 9 a.m. If there's no update, it's probably stuck in review, so please wait a little longer~