Chu Minghuang, the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Guo, crawled back from the sea of fire to the age of fifteen. In the past life, she made a mistake and helped her husband reach a high position, but he was burned alive. In this life, there was only ice in her eyes.
In front of others, she was a weak and helpless girl. Her frostbitten hands and thin clothes were all knives used to stab her enemies. As a queen, she moved the wind and clouds with her bare hands: the sea of lights and crowds concealed killing moves, and the moves on the royal chessboard were startling. When the reputation of the great sage was crowned at the head of her enemies, she stood in the porridge shed in the wind and snow and smiled.
Everyone said that King Ning had to find a virtuous helper, just one step away from the East Palace. Only she knows that Qingyun Road is the mask of hypocrisy she has paved, and the Golden Palace is the fatal trap she has laid. She smiled and held him higher, the tighter the rope tightened - and when he was content to step onto the clouds, she let go and let him fall into the fire of hell.
