In the ninth year of Wude, it is night on June 4th. The cornices of Taiji Palace looked like ferocious animal bones in the pale electric light, tearing apart the darkness as thick as ink. The seven-year-old Princess Li Mingwei of Jinyang stumbled out of the dormitory with bare feet like a frightened deer. The air was filled with the suffocating smell of rust mixed with the damp earth before a thunderstorm. "Sizi! Go back!" A suppressed and frightened scream came from behind me, it was the Queen Mother. But she couldn't stop. At the end of the corridor, through the dancing rain curtain, she saw the blood-stained horizontal knife in the hand of her eldest brother Jiancheng, pulling it out from the waist and abdomen of her second brother Shimin, bringing out a blinding scarlet! The second brother staggered back. The face that usually smiled at her in the most gentle and conniving way was now distorted by severe pain and a certain determination that she could not understand at all. "Second brother——!" A childish scream penetrated the sound of rain. At that moment, an unprecedented purple lightning, as if the world had just opened, hit the owl kiss on top of her head, which symbolized imperial power, impartially! An unstoppable invisible force, like a giant hand stretched out by Hades, suddenly grabbed her small body. She only had time to tighten her grip on the chi pattern jade medal that her father had thrust into her palm in a panic when the thunder started. The warm touch was instantly overwhelmed by the scorching current. Consciousness was completely pulled away and fell into the boundless void.
