Lady Feng Wushuang

As the future sovereign of the Phoenix Clan, I’ve spent the last fifty thousand years agonizing over one question: Do I really have to marry Long Moran, the Dragon Clan’s crown prince? Everyone says that becoming Dragon Empress is crucial to the Phoenix Clan, which has been weak for so long. But Long Moran broke off our engagement unilaterally, making me a laughingstock across the Nine Provinces. Why should I be the one to swallow this insult? It’s just a broken engagement. It’s not as if I’ll lose a limb. Then one day, while I was having the time of my life playing the fool, Long Moran, who had already taken four consorts, suddenly came to question me. “Since when has the Phoenix Clan learned bewitching arts?” Hah! This princess is famous throughout the immortal realm for her character and personal charm. Why would I need bewitching arts? That White Qi, who can never find a wife, actually had the nerve to turn me down. “My wife must be gentle and refined, dignified and virtuous. When she marries into the Snake Clan, she should care for her husband and raise his children. Your daughter is young and lively. If she married me, I fear she would feel constrained.” Tch. No wonder you can’t find a wife. The story of Feng Wushuang is about to unfold, continuing the tales of The Butcher’s Beloved Wife and My Ghostly Husband. Can the Phoenix Clan, weakened for so long, restore its former glory under my leadership? I have always been focused on improving my cultivation and leading the Phoenix Clan to glory. I firmly believe that when the parasol trees bloom, the phoenixes will come, even though I am a phoenix myself. When the Dragon Clan, king of the demon clans, proposes to me again, I, reborn in blood and fire, smile faintly. “It is an honor that Your Highness the Crown Prince would deign to choose Wushuang. But Wushuang is not fortunate enough to be worthy of the Dragon Empress’s throne.”