Into The Clouds

เฟิงหลี่เฉียงเป็นเด็กน้อยที่อาศัยอยู่กับแม่และน้องสาว เขาต่อสู้ชีวิตมาตั้งแต่เด็ก จนได้พบกับต้วนเจี่ยซิน อาจารย์ของเขาที่เป็นอดีตหมอหลวง และเส้นทางการเป็นขุนนางของเขา ก็เริ่มต้นขึ้น เฟิงหลี่เฉียงได้พบกับอาจารย์ที่มีความรู้ความสามารถหลากหลาย ทำให้เขาเก่งทั้งบู๊และบุ๋น และสอบเป็นจอหงวนอันดับหนึ่งในรัชสมัยของฮ่องเต้หย่งเล่อ ที่มีชื่อเสียงโด่งดังแห่งราชวงศ์หมิงตอนต้นได้ ชีวิตของเขาขึ้นลงมาตลอด ทั้งถูกกลั่นแกล้งเพราะเป็นคนเฉลียวฉลาดและยึดมั่นอุดมการณ์ จนถูกสั่งย้ายให้ไปทำงานตามหน่วยงานต่างๆ เขาต้องทำหน้าที่ในการสืบสวนคดีและตรวจสอบการทุจริตจนเกือบเอาชีวิตไม่รอด และถูกย้ายไปอยู่ชายแดนตะวันตกเฉียงเหนือ ที่แห้งแล้งและอันตราย เขาต้องต่อสู้กับเครือข่ายการทุจริตและการบุกรุกของมองโกล แต่ก็ใช้ความสามารถในการสู้รบและการทำนายสภาพดินฟ้าอากาศจนเอาชนะกองทัพมองโกลได้ เฟิงหลี่เฉียงยังพบกับบุคคลสำคัญ ทั้งขันทีที่มีอิทธิพลสูง แม่ทัพชายแดนที่มีความดุดัน องครักษ์เสื้อแพรจินอวี่เว่ย นักปราชญ์ ข้าราชการ และขุนนางที่ทั้งเป็นมิตรและศัตรู รวมไปถึงฮ่องเต้หย่งเล่อและเชื้อพระวงศ์ที่ให้คุณและโทษกับเขาได้ เส้นทางการเป็นขุนนางของเขาไม่เคยราบรื่น แต่เฟิงหลี่เฉียงก็ไม่เคยย่อท้อ เพราะมีอุดมการณ์ที่ยึดมั่นตั้งแต่เด็ก เขาจึงได้เป็นอัครเสนาบดีแห่งต้าหมิง ที่มีอิทธิพลสูงในราชสำนักในท้ายที่สุด

Whenever Rachel Cooper loses it, I know I'm about to get divorced again. I close my eyes. "We are divorcing for the ninth time." Marcus Miller massages his temples and says regretfully, "Vivian, Barry died all of a sudden, leaving his wife and her unborn baby behind. I can't ignore them. Relax. Once the baby's born, we'll remarry. We won't separate ever again!" I remain silent. I already heard this promise eight times before. Barry Miller's sudden death is the reason for Rachel's breakdown. It also caused Marcus and me to divorce for the first time. Back then, Rachel was already pregnant, prompting Marcus to divorce me. He will remarry me once he has comforted her. Over the past nine months, we have married and divorced eight times. Everyone mocks me by calling me the Eight-Ring Wonder. I also find it ridiculous. After I accept the divorce certificate, one of the court staff secretly asks me, "When are you getting married again?" I answer calmly, "There's no next time."

“Honey, let’s make a baby together so that you won’t leave me.” I resisted, but my husband ignored it and forced himself onto me. After that, I did it with him 520 times, each time a nightmare for me. Even when he was on business trips, he had to monitor my every move via video, terrified that I would run away. However, one day, I received an invitation to an art exhibition. The intimate gestures between my husband and me had been turned into works of art, filling the entire gallery. My husband held a young female intern by the waist, his gaze sweeping over me with indifference. “Two years ago, you insisted on going against Tiara over an art collectible and suppressed her during the auction, spending lavishly just to humiliate her.” “Now there are 520 art pieces here, an exhibition showcasing your disgrace. If you don’t want them falling into someone else’s hands, you’ll need to bid on them one by one.”

After seven years of bloodbath, the most decorated soldier returns to the capital.“Whatever was taken from me, I will take back a thousand fold!”

When my boyfriend, Mark Jamison, gets in a car accident that leaves him paralyzed, I pawn the ring my mother left to me before she died to help him. With hands that have never been used to do any work or a single household chore in my life, I start lugging around delivery bags. In the middle of a rainstorm, I get assigned to deliver a food order worth 10,000 dollars, with a 100-dollar tip. Just as I happily celebrate my luck, I overhear the raucous laughter coming from inside the villa. "She actually believes you got paralyzed in a car accident? She now spends all day doing deliveries just to support you financially? She even sold off her dead mom's ring?" "She'd probably cry her heart out if she ever finds you're actually a wealthy scion worth tens of billions of dollars, who's just pretending to be poor!" Mark twirls the wineglass he's holding and says, "A lowly woman like her was born to wait on others. She brought it upon herself by always being better than Rosie back in school. Messing with her is the punishment she deserves." I continue to stand in the rain, tears rolling down my cheeks. This is how I find out Mark has spent the last two years faking his condition just to help his childhood sweetheart get back at me. His so-called paralyzed legs, deceased parents, and helpless tears are all just part of a meticulously executed lie. I haven't talked to my father, the richest man in town, for years. But now, I have finally decided to call him. "I lost, Dad. I'll accept the marriage alliance and marry the guy you picked for me."

จิงซิงอี้ แพทย์จีนจบใหม่ กลับมาเปิดคลินิกรักษาโรคที่หมู่บ้านกับคุณตาที่เลี้ยงดูเขามา เขารักษาคนไข้ที่อยู่ห่างไกล ทำธุรกิจสมุนไพร ทำแหล่งท่องเที่ยว และค้นหาความลับจากชาติกำเนิดที่เป็นปริศนาของตัวเอง

On my birthday, Connor Simpson's first love jumped off a building due to depression. She died on the spot. Connor blamed everything on me. I never celebrated my birthday again after she died. After the murderer electrocuted me for more than ten hours, they forced me to call Connor. "Connor, it's my 25th birthday today. Can you come over and spend time with me?" However, Connor did not notice anything unusual. His voice was laced with venomous iciness. "Clarisse Winter, Audrey wouldn't have died if it weren't for you. How dare you ask me to celebrate your birthday? If only you were the one who died." I heard him coaxing a woman on the other end just before he hung up on me. That low and gentle tone was what I loved to hear the most in the past. That night, the murderer cut my body into countless pieces, packed them in bags, and threw them in front of the police station. Connor was summoned back overnight. He spent two days and two nights piecing together the body parts, but he did not realize that the dead person was the wife that he hated the most.

After failing to win the hearts of the first three targets, I decide to get engaged to Natalia Stone, the paralyzed heiress of the Stone family. Soon, I use all of my points just to swap for Natalia's ability to stand up once again. But the first thing Natalie does after recovering from her paralysis is to cancel the engagement with me. After that, she gives Irving Schmidt the grandest and most eye-catching wedding that will take place on the cruise. At the wedding venue, all four of my targets stare at Irving with love and adoration in their eyes. Suddenly, I feel like going home, so I jump into the sea without hesitation. But when my body plunges into the sea, four silhouettes can be seen rushing toward me. Regret and fear are written on their faces.

My husband only married me for a family alliance, but his heart was always with his first love. To please her, he even threw her a grand wedding. He forced me to play the wedding march at their ceremony. When I hit a single wrong note, he stood by as she drove steel needles through my fingers. “Weren’t you so proud of being a pianist? Then I’ll take that away from you.” “This is my revenge for forcing me into this marriage!” Later, I got pregnant. However, Yaron Hayes, my husband, left for an extravagant trip abroad with Ellie Jensen. When he finally returned and saw my swollen belly, he immediately assumed I had cheated. He locked me in a closet, forcing me to endure a brutal childbirth alone—one that cost me my life. Yet when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the Hayes family arranged our marriage. This time, I let go of my foolish devotion. I booked a flight to study abroad in half a month. “The sky is vast, and birds are meant to be free. It's time for me to follow my own path.”

Jethro Miles was an orphan sponsored by my dad. The moment I laid eyes on him, I flipped. Despite my family's objections, we dated for seven years, even as my dad threatened to disown me. Eventually, my dad relented and consented to our marriage. But as we exchanged rings, a young woman in a white dress burst into the venue, staring at Jethro with tears in her eyes. He chased after her, abandoning our wedding. Later, I learned that the woman was his childhood friend from the orphanage. Jethro desperately tried to explain, "Nancy grew up with me. She is like a sister to me. She's been through abuse and divorce. Please, give me time to help her, okay?" Tears blurred my vision as I watched him plead so fervently, my heart plummeting into despair. I managed, "Okay." Jethro took care of Nancy and her son as if they were his real family. What he didn't know were the two secrets I'd kept from him when my dad finally agreed to our marriage: I was pregnant, and I was dying.