*"I want your blood to suppress this cannibal dynasty."
The tyrant pinched the crescent moon birthmark on my wrist, and twenty-seven bones with similar appearance to mine were buried under the dragon bed. *
As a medical woman, I, Lu Qingwu, knew this was a dead end the day I brought the medicine box into the palace.
A bowl of poison was thrown at the Queen Mother's phoenix robe, but in exchange she was awarded the title of noble;
A silver needle pierced the emperor's heart, and he won the exclusive favor of Jiao Fang.
The cry of babies is heard every night in the dry well of the cold palace, and the star map of Guixu is branded on the palm of the hand of the prince who I personally delivered;
The pulse record of Taiyuan Hospital is soaked in human blood, and my birthday and birth date are written on every page.
They don't know——
The silver needle in my left hand saved the people from the epidemic, and the cinnabar in my right hand drew the god-killing talisman;
The red crane crown that the Queen Mother rewarded was my medicine to awaken the bloodline of the saint;
The ambergris on the emperor's pillow has long since been replaced by a heart-corrupting poison.
Until that day, a heavy rain split open the imperial mausoleum, and a female corpse with the same face as me climbed out of the bronze coffin:
"Sister, it's time to return this Kyushu dragon vein to Penglai."
**I smiled and pierced the silver hairpin into the third eye**:
"What is patricide and regicide?
I want to kill——
It was the god who transformed the human world into ruins twenty years ago. "
