"Your Majesty, I have burned the jade pendant given by Prince Jing."
Sixteen-year-old Su Yanyan was kneeling on the ground, her eyes filled with tears, as weak as a willow tree in the wind.
No one knows that this "Yujiehua" dug from Prince Jing's backyard has another plan in mind -
To be the prince's concubine? No future!
Entering the palace as a plaything? Oh, she wants to turn this cage into her own Qingyun Ladder!
When she first entered the palace, she made the lowest promise. She was stepped on the back of her hand by the beloved concubine and scolded her as a "broken shoe", and was treated as a toy by the emperor to wonder if she still missed her old master.
Su Yanyan wiped away her tears and picked up the most useless chess piece with her backhand - the fifth prince who was despised by the whole palace.
"My mother-in-law will protect you." She smiled softly, but there was a cold light in her eyes.
Raising the prince is to protect her from the sword, and pretending to be good to the emperor is to save her life. Even her charming charm is a weapon she uses every step of the way.
The beloved concubine poisoned? She let the palace maid "accidentally" splash hot soup all over herself, and then used the emperor's hand to pull out the nail.
The Queen Mother is making things difficult? She hugged the fifth prince and cried, "I just want a mouthful of hot rice." She blocked everyone's mouth with childish dependence.
The emperor is tempted? She flirted while pretending to be innocent, watching him go from being scornful as a "plaything", to being jealous because of the doctor's ointment, to losing control when he blocked the assassination for her——
"Your Majesty," she snuggled into his arms, counting Yan'antang's account books with her fingertips, "your favor is not as real as ten thousand taels of silver."
