On the night when Shen Jin, the abandoned concubine in the cold palace, drank poisonous wine happily, a fire burned the sky in the palace. When she opened her eyes again, she became the widow who performed the autopsy at the mass grave. She held an autopsy knife in her left hand and a vein-sealing needle in her right hand. However, she was grabbed by the waist and dragged back to the palace by the tyrant Xiao Chengyuan. The emperor who had given her a white silk ribbon now forced her to stay close to each other during the autopsy every night. He cut open the throat of each corpse and looked for a strand of gold thread embroidered with Sanskrit.
"Why do my concubine's wounds always heal after touching a dead person?"
Xiao Chengyuan's blood-stained fingertips ran over the red lotus birthmark on her neck, and the ice coffin under the dragon bed contained her unfrozen bones from her previous life. And the imperial physician Xie Yunshen came over the moon carrying a medicine box. There was a paranoid man hidden under his warm skin: "Ah Jin, you cut out my heart to save him. Do you know that the coffin I prepared for you has been covered in ashes for ten years?"
The autopsy record in the deep palace reveals the shocking situation.
The conspiracy of the ice coffin to replace the beloved concubine, the suspicion of the dragon vein subcontracted by the twin princes, and the serial murder cases of the imperial edict hidden in the throat bone all point to the truth about Shen Jinhuan's mysterious hanging in her previous life. When Xiao Chengyuan knelt for her and broke his knee bones, and Xie Yunshen burned all the Medicine King Valley for her, she dug out a blood-stained silver bell from the tyrant's heart - that was the talisman hanging on the beam of the cold palace in her previous life!
The red lotus fire burned away the evil fate of two lifetimes. This time, she will use the autopsy knife to open up the dirtiest secret of the imperial power.
"Your Majesty, you know that the most perfect substitute..." Shen Jinhuan stabbed the emperor's heart with the tip of her knife, smiling like blood, "Even your country will be a coffin for me."
