For five years, I worked to win over Ye Hanshang, helping him ascend the throne and claim the empire.
Now I was languishing in the desolate Cold Palace, hearing the news from the former court that he was making someone Empress.
The older palace woman knelt on the ground and begged him, "Your Majesty, please go see the Empress. She won't survive if she stays in the Cold Palace."
He stroked the new Empress's hand, utterly indifferent. "She's so capable. How could she die in a mere Cold Palace?"
Later, news of my death reached his ears.
Ye Hanshang stumbled as he shoved open the Cold Palace gates, his eyes bloodshot with grief.
In the first year of the Tianqi era, the new emperor, Ye Hanshang, went mad overnight and killed the new Empress.
