Feng Xingyi was the least welcome illegitimate daughter of the Feng family. Her birth mother died young, and she survived for fifteen years under the name of “ill omen.”
It was not until the family’s ancestral ceremony that a phoenix mark suddenly appeared between her brows, causing an astonishing celestial phenomenon. Everyone thought the Feng family was about to produce a peerless genius.
Only she knew the truth: phoenix blood was poisonous, and awakening was a curse.
With every breakthrough, another curse would awaken: a romantic tribulation, bloodlust, amnesia, a burning heart... until, at last, the final sacrifice. If she wanted to survive, she had to find a way to break the curse.
What she did not know was that the only person in the world who could help her had been dead for a hundred years.
Then, on a snowy night, she rescued a dying silver fox by a frozen pool.
The fox had a pair of violet eyes. When it looked at her, it seemed to be gazing at someone it had waited a long time to see.
From then on, she had an unwelcome shadow she could not shake: a fox by day, a young man by night. He said his name was Ye Wuhen, that he was the last survivor of the Divine Emperor clan, and that he was also the most inconspicuous Ninth Prince of the Tianshu Dynasty.
“Let me bear the curse inside you,” he said.
But no one had told her that the romantic tribulation of phoenix blood would cause the people she fell in love with to meet their fates and die, one by one.
As the people around her fell one after another, as her memories began to fade, and as the young man who guarded her day and night lay near death trying to save her, Feng Xingyi finally understood:
If she wanted to live in this life, she would first have to learn to die for someone else.
From the moment she awakened, her fate had only ever held two possible paths:
Sacrifice herself to save all living beings.
Or rewrite fate together with him.
