She was Yun Zhiyue, the seventh young lady of Jingyun Manor. At the Hundred Blossoms Banquet, she chased after the Crown Prince of Yanbei, fell from her horse, and landed in a heap of horse manure. From then on, she became famous throughout the land. Fond of brightly colored dresses, she was nicknamed the Flower Butterfly, the lovesick Seventh Young Lady.
And she was Yun Jinghong, a renowned heir to a family of traditional Chinese physicians in the twenty-first century. Hailed as a Hua Tuo reborn in another era, she could treat any difficult or unusual illness. She was both a professor seeing patients at a Chinese medicine hospital and the fearsome poison doctor Jiuzhong, notorious in the underworld.
What kind of legend would unfold when a bold, free-spirited woman who loved her freedom transmigrated into the body of a timid, weak woman who adored handsome men?
Rumors:
“Did you hear? The seventh young lady of Jingyun Manor chased after the Crown Prince of the Southern Kingdom at yesterday’s Hundred Blossoms Banquet and fell from her horse!”
“I heard she landed in a heap of horse manure and became a laughingstock throughout the Great Yan Kingdom!”
“I heard that Young Lady Yun Qi had always been in love with the Crown Prince of the Northern Kingdom. Who’d have thought someone as timid as her would dare chase after him?”
“I heard she went mad after that fall. She used to be timid and cowardly, but now she’s a fool!”
“Poor thing...”
Her comeback:
The woman stood there lazily, unsteady on her feet, as if she might fall at any moment. Her ink-black hair hung loose around her shoulders, neither tied up nor pinned back, with not a trace of decorum. She glanced sidelong at the dignified man before her, languid and carefree. “Your Highness, have you never heard the saying about not blocking the road? I’m not very good with sayings, so I hope you won’t mind.”
The man looked at the woman, who seemed like an entirely different person. She had not a trace of decorum, yet she was so uninhibited and at ease, as if this were how she had always been. He smiled elegantly at her words, a hint of depth in his eyes. “Tomorrow is our wedding day. I came to see whether my Crown Princess might try to run away.”
“Run away? If I wanted to, could you stop me?” The woman narrowed her eyes, then smiled radiantly. “Don’t worry. I’ll get into a bridal sedan tomorrow, but it’ll be a different one.”
The man’s restraint finally snapped, and his elegant mask shattered. “If that’s the case, then I’ll have to act first. We’ll consummate the marriage before the ceremony!”
A top-grade fortune from the Emperor’s Swallow divination lot propelled her to the most coveted position in the land. The battle for the phoenix between two dragons had begun...
As the phoenix claims the throne, turmoil spreads. Jinghong’s leap shakes hearts with fear. Though the clash of arms brings tears, the war songs above the clouds fade with the drifting smoke.
Yun Jinghong: Dressed in black, elegant and unruly. The seventh young lady of Jingyun Manor.
Yan Beige: Dressed in white like the moon, handsome and refined. Crown Prince of Yanbei.
Feng Tianlan: Bright and clear as the sun, domineering and arrogant. Crown Prince of Yannan.
Xi Kongxue: White-haired yet youthful, mysterious and bewitching. Fourth young master of Xichu Manor.
Yu Shengyan: Handsome as a painting, gentle as jade. Third young master of Qianyu Manor.
Xi Qianwu: Dressed in rainbow robes, peerlessly beautiful. Young lord of Tianxi Manor.
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Synopsis:
Extra! Extra! The mistress of the Hundred Flowers Palace has been drugged and violated!
The moment this piece of gossip hit the streets, it swept through the martial world...
They say the master of the Hundred Flowers Palace is a notorious rake, and that everyone in the palace is a woman except him.
They say the master is as beautiful as a demon, and wherever he goes, he causes traffic jams and chaos that quickly spirals out of control.
They say the master of the Hundred Flowers Palace not only loves women, but men as well, and may even have a penchant for men.
They say the Hundred Flowers Palace is shrouded in mystery, and no one knows where it is.
But who had the audacity to drug the most beautiful man in the martial world? Who? Just who was it?
Extra! Extra! The head of the Dragon Gate Escort Agency has finally passed away, leaving behind one orphan girl and a crowd of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people. They have become the poorest residents in Qixia City, the richest city in the land.
They say Lie Yunlong, the head of the Dragon Gate Escort Agency, lost his wife young and never remarried. He had only one daughter, Lie Feiyan.
They say his daughter was timid from childhood, and the only thing she was good at was crying, which proves the age-old truth that women are made of water.
They say Lie Yunlong’s only wish before he died was to see the Dragon Gate Escort Agency carry on. And that was how everything that followed began.
They say...