The Siren Who Bewitched the World

A beguiling melody enchants the court. A beauty brings disaster, and love and hatred leave all bewildered.

Miaoyin, the young leader of the Qingyun Gang, has a peerless beauty and plays the zither with dazzling skill.

Though born in the wilderness, she has made a name for herself in the imperial capital. It is all because a revered monk at Yuntai Temple declared that she was destined to be a phoenix: the man who marries her will rise to honor, and his children will be noble...

A seemingly fragile woman with a double identity, a crown prince caught in a struggle for succession, a prince with a mighty army, and noble lords who enjoy the emperor’s favor... As she navigates the company of these powerful and remarkable people, her delicate hands stir up a storm.

The armies face each other, the iron cavalry of Bashu standing in formation. At the front, the commander sits in armor and helmet, her lovely face solemn.

“You don’t have to talk me out of it. Today, either you trample my corpse into the ground, or I drive you out of Bashu.”

The man sits tall on his horse, his handsome eyes full of sorrow.

“I choose neither.”

Her solemn face turns mournful. “Times have changed. I’ve let go of the past. Why must you still cling to it?”

He raises his eyes to meet hers. “I still love you.”

She closes her eyes and turns away. “The dead cannot rest.”