The whole house of Zhenbei General's Mansion is stained with blood, but I am the only one who survives because of my appearance.
The eunuch held my chin and smiled at King Ding: "Such a stunning beauty is worthy of being presented to His Highness."
On the day when the iron shackles were placed on my neck, I licked the blood from the corner of my lips and wrote down everyone.
When the sour water from the chamber pot in Prince Ding's palace rubbed his fingers together, he saw him on the high platform from a distance.
Xiao Heng, do you know?
The way to tame a beast is to break its claws with your own hands——
But what if it was born to devour its master?
