The Regent's Princess Consort Slaps Faces Online Every Day

She was Feng Shangxie. The Asura of the 21st-century assassin world. She had ruled her era, only to die without a whole body. The empress who had once unleashed bloodshed across the land transmigrated one day into the body of a… fool. After transmigrating, everyone laughed at her for being stupid, foolish, and useless! They watched as she donned a red veil, raised a cup of wine, and challenged the world, her long black hair swept by the yellow sands of the desert. “I’m sorry.” She lay in his arms as she plunged a dagger into his chest. A bewitching flower of the other shore bloomed across his clothes, and a tear of blood slipped from her eye. “Hu ar, you promised you wouldn’t hurt me.” One night of mistaken passion and tender entanglement left him craving more. Amid the chaos of war, only he dared defy heaven. “Zhanzhan!” The wind chimes rang, and an old friend returned. I am waiting for the wind to rise, and for you to come back. He took a deadly arrow for her. His black clothes hid the color of blood. For the first time, she ran to see him; for the first time, she held him and wept like a child. “Thank goodness you’re still here!” The long street stretched on, fireworks filled the sky. I turned back beneath the lamplight, and there he was, where the lights grew dim.