The Phoenix Imprisoned by the Phoenix

It was an age of tall hats and flowing robes, of wide sleeves and unrestrained songs. A faint fragrance drifted through the air, while clear music flowed from the mountains and streams. The world was a chessboard. Who was the player moving the pieces? Though she had transmigrated as a princess, Chu Yu was no ordinary princess. She was an unprecedented, utterly outrageous one.