Everyone in Beiping knew that the last generation of Princess Li Rongqin was so poor that he only wore old palace clothes.
Enemies were waiting to step on her to ascend to power, and the new era spurned her as a "feudal remnant."
The people in Beiping laughed at her stubbornness and lamented her pity.
Waiting to see when this untimely "golden branch of the former dynasty" will fall into the mud and shatter to pieces.
Until that day, Yama Fu Wenzheng, who controlled the Northland, sent the only palm seal.
Everyone was shocked to realize that the humble "Yun Yun Pavilion" had already become a silent battlefield for the top dignitaries in troubled times.
From then on, five men who controlled the power in troubled times stepped into this isolated island of time one after another——
The Iron-blooded Warlord was once the lowest slave in her family, but now he pinched her waist and begged "Gege" with red eyes.
The president of the Chamber of Commerce offered half of the gold in exchange for her beauty.
Foreign collectors regard her as the most perfect "living antique" in the East and are eager to collect it.
The leaders of the new faction denounced her as a feudal ghost, but their souls burned fiercely for her.
The underground king handed her the hilt and invited her to participate in the most dangerous game.
The whole city called her a disaster, a poison wrapped in old silk.
But she just traced her eyebrows in the mirror, the smile on her lips as cold as frost.
Until that day, she cut up the palace dress that symbolized the past in public.
The firelight illuminated her stunning face, and the five people finally realized:
Her hook is never baited.
She just stood there quietly, dressed in old clothes and full of elegance.
And they, the heroes who claim to control the troubled times, have long been willing to bite that empty, sharp hook.
Fishing with an empty hook does not require fragrant bait; in troubled times, golden branches will become their own.
