Phoenix of the Nine Heavens - Feng Yu Jiu Tian

V1 C5

Mannerism: When speaking to Royalty, servants always refer to themselves as “lowly”, and they always offer well wishes upon seeing the important person. i.e. “I wish you a hundred years of life” or “I wish you good health”

Three measurements: In a few Asian countries, the three measurements which are the chest waist and hips are highly prized. As it is very personal information. And men just love the numbers.

Feng Ming’s name means the cry of phoenixes, as the birds are seen as good omens and joy.

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To Feng Ming his regimented life in the palace officially began. 

He had no choice but to comply with the cumbersome court etiquette required from him. For certain he wasn’t given the respect and treatment a royal should receive, to the contrary, everyone treated him like he was an important prisoner.

From the gossip Feng Ming manage to catch, the Prince was really pathetic, a complete nothing. Apart from drinking, all he did was play and upon seeing the Regent King he would succumb under his power and crumble like weak bones.

It wasn’t a secret within the palace that the Regent King violated the Prince, there was yet to be any sympathy from the people around him.

"What a bastard…argh." Feng Ming muttered, bored out of his mind as he sat in the Prince’s hall, he looked up and sighed.

Chiu Lan stood beside Feng Ming, staring at her master with a confused expression.

"Chiu Lan, didn’t you say Rong Wang will be here today?"

"On this matter…of Rong Wang’s whereabouts, your lowly servant dare not speculate.” She replied dutifully.

"Humph!" he groaned.

Unsatisfied he turned away from her.

All his servants when speaking on the topic of the Regent king showed admiration and fear of him. Yet, they were indifferent with sharply noticeable attitudes towards Feng Ming.

Was this Cao Cao that good? The original one was merely a treacherous figure in Chinese history.
 
He abruptly stood up, and dashed to the door where Chiu Lan immediately followed to block his exit.

“Prince!” she cried out.

“Where does the Prince want to go?”

"I'm bored to death here, I’m going to start rotting soon!" Feng Ming growled gingerly, before quickly breaking the barrier and ran out of his quarters.

Three seconds later, the royal soldiers that stood guard outside of his area had him restrained in their hold. They returned him to his place with his temper flaring. The guards were also impatient with Feng Ming’s incompliant behavior in the past days.

Giving their respects to him they pleaded with him, "Please forgive us, Prince. Rong Wang has issued that there is potentially spies from other countries infiltrating Xi Rei, and we have been ordered to increase security and protect the Crowned Prince. You can not break the King’s rule and leave your quarters.

"I'm not a prisoner!" Even though Feng Ming raged on childishly, the guards politely excused themselves and closed the door to the Prince’s hall tightly shut.

In the past few days this scene has been repeatedly played, all resulting the same way.

Feng Ming was bored senseless, sure an ancient palace was extravagant and beautiful but even sitting day after day in such tranquil ornate surroundings would lose its appeal.