Accept your fate? I want to step on you to ascend the Fengtai!
I am Shen Qingli, the daughter of a guilty minister. I entered the palace as a slave and survived amidst whip marks and rotten food.
The aunt in charge smiled ferociously: "You humble servant, accept your fate!"
I swallowed the blood foam, but my eyes penetrated the palace wall and stared at the Queen's phoenix throne.
I came to my rescue, and I deliberately let the assassin's blade pierce my body, staining my dragon robe red with blood.
Emperor Murong Ce pinched my chin: "What do you want?"
I lowered my eyes and said in a voice as gentle as a lamb: "I would like to be a sharp knife in your Majesty's hands."
He chuckled and called me a beauty.
Concubine Shu's poisonous plot, Concubine Xian's frame-up, and the Queen Mother's difficulties... I stepped on their corpses and climbed up the ladder step by step.
Murong Ce hugged me, his fingertips were cold: "Qingli, you are like a poisonous rose."
I nestled against his chest, the cold light of the dagger looming in my sleeve.
On the eve of my coronation, he grabbed my throat and said, "I can praise you, but I can also kill you."
I smiled sweetly and put the dagger into his heart with my backhand.
"Your Majesty is wrong," I stroked the blood-stained phoenix crown, "From the day I entered the palace, what I want -"
"This is your dragon chair."
