Born into the imperial family, she has seen all the bitterness of human nature and naturally believes in no one's sincerity. Fortunately, she still has a mother who dotes on her and a maternal grandfather who considers everything on her behalf, giving her the motivation to keep moving forward. Otherwise, who would rule this realm? What would it matter to her?
But some people simply cannot stand to see her at ease. Her mother is repeatedly targeted for assassination, and her grandfather stains the battlefield with his blood, yet the person on the throne still demands that she bow in submission.
"Then let us see: will these soldiers obey the command from the tiger tally in your hand, or the orders of me, Qingcheng?"
"We are father and daughter, after all. I will not let my imperial father lie exposed in the wilderness, and the historians of later generations will not write a single word about him."
When the ministers kneel at her feet, she smiles and asks them, "Shall I settle up with you gentlemen for every single thing that happened back then?"
