Beneath the phoenix throne, every step is a blood-forged stair; atop the high hall, only loneliness and cold endure.
"Your Majesty, just sit upon the high hall. I'll walk this bloodstained road for you."
In the Great Yin Dynasty, a plague of cold-fever coiled around the imperial palace like a giant serpent.
Empress Shen Ning crawled out of a sea of blood after her family was destroyed. She arranged to bear a child through another woman, then vanished into the barren tomb of the Cold Palace with a carefully staged "death."
She thought this was a game of revenge, but she never expected that the dry well in the depths of the Cold Palace, reeking of rotting corpses, was the true entrance to hell...
