The Rise of Phoenixes - Chapter 69

... eze as she passed through the hallways and into the courtyard, passing by the young servant girls and elderly crones, none of whom saw her clearly.

The summer wind felt bitterly cold against Feng Zhiwei’s skin, but also as if stifling hot, as if a ball of fire was piercing though her chest and burning up her insides to ash.

Everything was ash, and all that remained of those inextricable ties of kinship and her timid, hopeful expectations of reunion was her bitter hear ...