In the eleventh year of the Fengyu Kingdom, Nangong Linyue ascended the throne as its third emperor.
Lan Qinya (Situ Qianyue) had lived in seclusion in the mountains for decades, learning martial arts and strategy from her grandmaster since childhood.
One day, she saved a noble young man by chance and picked up the jade pendant he had dropped in his haste. To her surprise, she discovered that the totem on it was identical to the one on an heirloom left by her mother...
Thus began Lan Qinya's quest for answers, which led her to uncover the truth about how her mother had been framed all those years ago.
From then on, her peaceful life was shattered.
As the first stirrings of love, power struggles and conspiracies, painful partings, death, and betrayal came one after another, where could she turn?
"Tell me, who are you really? Why are you pretending to be the empress?"
In the Cold Palace, he lifted her chin with his index finger. His thin lips parted, and his voice was low, his eyes as icy as the depths of winter. All the tenderness and affection of the past had vanished.
"You will never escape the palace. As long as you live, you can only be the empress. Remember, your life belongs to the Nangong family."
A bloodthirsty smile curled his lips as his sinister eyes fixed on the frail woman before him, as if he meant to devour her whole.
"Fine. Then today, I'll return my life to your Nangong family."
She pulled the white jade hairpin from her hair and, without hesitation, plunged it toward her chest...
"Ya'er, would you really rather die than stay by my side?"
He murmured numbly as broken tears spilled from his eyes.
"Ya'er, without you, what use is this empire to me?"
I hope it's Be, I don't like this male protagonist
So pretty