This time, the wind in the Golden Throne Hall will not lie for anyone.
She climbed the steps over the bones of her past life, the diamonds on her phoenix crown glinting coldly. Shen Qiongnian’s official’s cap, Liu Mochen’s imperial robe, Ye Lingxiao’s armor: in the end, they were all pieces on her chessboard. And the “edict accusing her of treason” that had once cost her life now lay in her dressing case, waiting for the new imperial seal of the empress.
