[1V1 slightly cruel and sweet]
When she was twelve years old, the imperial concubine died of illness, and the Chengming Palace lost its owner. The entire palace was hung with black cloth and white gauze, but she was still wearing a fire-like cloak. She watched her mother-in-law being carried out of the palace lying in an ice coffin. The man who once held his mother-in-law promised to live together forever, but he turned around and appointed another woman as his queen. She hated this hypocrisy.
She did not expect that the eunuch she had picked up would be a hostage sent by an enemy country, nor did she expect that he would become a nine-thousand-year-old governor who was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. He had power over the government and treacherous ministers. He doted on her, treated her like jewels, gave her wealth and glory, and promised her peace for the rest of her life.
