Fate

I’m probably writing the life story of a woman.

It’s a huge undertaking, but I won’t abandon it.

My name is A Ming.

My mother said I was born with a troublesome fate, so she named me Ming, meaning “fate.”

The chancellor’s daughter, bullied and abused, falls into a life of debauchery and becomes the bewitching capital’s most celebrated courtesan, then enters the palace as a consort only to have her face ruined...

In the twentieth year of Zhaohe, Murong Hun, the master of Baiyue Manor and the martial world’s foremost poison beauty, is renowned far and wide, shaking the martial world and rocking the imperial court.

I have had three names in this life.

First, Song Qingci, the chancellor’s daughter, who loved Shangyu.

Second, Su Qingcheng, the courtesan, who loved Huangfu Chen.

Third, Murong Hun of Baiyue, who loved Lin Nongyun.

Yet no one ever thought of that innocent girl, inexperienced in the ways of the world, on Yun Ge Mountain:

A Ming.