She was the illegitimate daughter of a marquis, raised by a maidservant after her mother died young. Nobody in her family cared for her, and if nothing unexpected happened, she would spend her whole life in obscurity.
At fifteen, her family told her to enter the palace selection, just so her elder sister could marry freely. Once she learned the truth, she said nothing, packed her bundle, and went to the palace alone.
Heaven is always fair. When it closes one door, it must open another for you, or even a window.
At fifteen, she became one of the emperor’s personal attendants. At sixteen, she assassinated a powerful Tumen official and changed Tumen’s history. At seventeen, she was granted the title of Princess Yuan Ke and sent to marry beyond the frontier, compelling Tumen to submit. She married a prince and became his principal consort. At eighteen, she intervened in Tumen’s affairs and took charge of the Great Xia intelligence service…
The story comes to a brief pause here. She, a mere daughter of a marquis, had become one of the emperor’s personal attendants at a young age, as well as an assassin, strategist, and spy. That was far enough, because the crossroads had appeared, and it was time for her to make a choice about her life.
In the end, Su Yaoyue’s greatest wish was simply to have her parents by her side, and a wedding with red candles and a white horse. But what could she do, born into this wicked feudal society that devoured people without a trace?
What Dongzhu really wants to tell is the story of a woman’s growth.
