Yan Overturns the World

New book: Phoenix Overturns the Heavens

http://www.xxsy.net/info/490166.html

In those days, the realm fell; in those days, the stars and frost changed. Blood stained the golden palace, and red silk was severed. In those days, the brocade years were drunk on the bright moon. In an instant, the swallows had flown past, autumn filled the curtain, and the song of sorrow remained unfinished.

If I met you in this life because the spring breeze that year forgot to conceal our scents, so that amid the vast sea of people I could not help turning around to meet your knowing gaze,

then let me remember you, from childhood until our hair turns white with age. Every yesterday will be clearer than today, like an inkstone, ink stick, rice paper, and brush laid out on a rosewood desk with a gorgeous scroll. Every stroke will be vivid black on white.

The days I spent with you in this life were songs of joy, graceful verses, and a melody played on the qin beside green willows and rippling water, each note a peach blossom.

But after we parted, the new verses I hastily composed were, every line, bone-deep sorrow.

From then on, who will keep me company as I send my thoughts to the distant, glittering river of stars, through years of bells and drums?

Who plotted behind the Jingnan Campaign? To whom did the heroes of a troubled age give their deepest affections? Amid royal grudges, filial duty, and love and hatred, who could have it all? With love and hate hard to distinguish, right and wrong unclear, who could share the moon and see the truth? Through this mighty wind, this splendid realm, the tumult of the martial world, and the palace's demonic flames, she endured it all, only to find that nothing could withstand a smile from the one she loved.

Behold the unknown princess of the Great Ming, radiant and dazzling throughout her extraordinary life, behind the veil of history in a world of war and dust.

I dislike rushing through my writing, so the opening of this story takes a little time to set the scene. As the story unfolds, it will become increasingly heartbreaking. I'm also rather slow by nature and can't write passionate, lavish romance. I prefer restrained, unspoken feelings and affection that grows slowly over time, so there are no scenes of lovers rolling around in bed. Even if such scenes do appear, they will be rendered with the elegant, euphemistic touch of classical poetry. Please understand, dear readers. If the story happens to suit your taste, I hope you'll support it. Your attention is my greatest motivation to write. Thank you!

A little promotion for my new novel, originally titled Song of the Vast Sea. For some frustrating reasons, it is now called The Imperial Phoenix. Sob. If you don't like the title, just pretend you didn't see it.

http://read.xxsy.net/info/181561.html

Thanks to Nika for all her hard work. Love you.

A little promotion for A Se's new project. A Se's writing is full of twists and turns, with vivid descriptions. Highly recommended:

http://read.xxsy.net/info/177502.html