Jinhuang Ce: a Record of Strategies in the Deep Palace

Overturned overnight, Yun Wan, the weaving girl from Jiangnan, became the most humble promise in the palace. Within the red walls, there is murder at every step, embroidery needles can kill people, and laughter hides arsenic. She witnessed with her own eyes the blood of her allies splattered on Bai Ling, and heard with her own ears the cry of the innocent child. Surviving has become the most luxurious obsession. She uses exquisite embroidery as a blade and exquisite thoughts as a shield. From the trampled dust, she climbed up on the corpses of conspiracy and betrayal. He rescued the son of a guilty minister, faked a pregnancy to fight for favor, dealt with a Mongolian noblewoman and a Jiangnan family, and used the enemy's deadly blade for his own use. She exposed the imperial concubine's poisonous plot and offered advice to quell the rebellion. Every step she took was on the edge of the cliff, and every step she took was closer to the highest phoenix throne. However, the man on the dragon bed was suspicious and fickle. He loved her to the core and feared her like a tiger. When the mystery of her life experience tore apart the disguise - she turned out to be the vengeful princess left behind by the previous dynasty! The dormant blade was finally unsheathed. The betrayal of the personal palace maid set off a war on the border, and a carefully woven poisonous web quietly enveloped the emperor. The firelight illuminated her determined face as she tore up the edict: "It's time for a new master in this world." Listening to politics behind the curtain, the power is in the hands of both the government and the public. Is she the savior? Or a more terrifying predator? When the flames engulfed the old palace, only a gleaming golden phoenix was left, engraved with a motto that no one could understand: "The Ai family plays chess all their lives, and will eventually become a chess player." In the long wind on the grassland, the white-haired woman twirling her prayer beads slightly raised her lips. Blood rains in the deep palace, and the phoenix roars all over the world. She took the world as her game and all living beings as her sons, and played a game of chess that would never end.