Spring Between Worlds

[No transmigration, no rebirth | Historical political intrigue and mystery | A tug of fate]

She was nothing but a wild weed trying to survive in a time of chaos, until, amid a hall full of murderous intent, the jade-faced young master renowned throughout Bianjing publicly claimed her as his younger sister.

From that day on, A Bai became Shen Qinghe.

She learned to write, to perform formal courtesies, to read accounts, and to spot the knives hidden behind polished smiles.

She had thought she was merely a nobody trying to survive in a time of chaos, taking each day she lived as a blessing. But fate pushed her onto the political chessboard of Song and Liao, making her the most unexpected piece in the final days before the turmoil subsided.

As children, they knew nothing of their country or the world. They knew only that the spring breeze had carried three of them along the same road.

One gave her a chance to live with his own hands, then used those same hands to bind her in the chains of her identity.

Another once stayed behind to cover her and an old friend. Years later, he returned from the snowy northern frontier, his heart set on killing.

Only later did they learn that this chaotic age had long since written their reunion for them.