On the cold stone of the Changling Underground Palace, Lu Pheasant sat withered for three hundred years. Among the tombs of the emperors of the Western Han Dynasty, she was the only one who slept in the same cave as Liu Bang - was this entanglement of life and death a marriage letter written by him with half a lifetime of suspicion, or was it a shackle forged by her authority?
Fifteen-year-old Lu Fei opened her eyes in front of the bronze mirror. She was deeply imprinted on her past life: she was the good wife who raised food for him during the Snake Rebellion, she was a prisoner who still held on to information after being captured for three years in Pengcheng, she was the mastermind who planted dead soldiers outside the Hongmen Banquet, and she was a thorn in his side that he wanted to get rid of after he became emperor. Their son Liu Ying is a glutinous rice dumpling with no filling, and Mrs. Qi's dancing sleeves are always dangling on the edge of the power field - but so what? Steal a man? The battlefield for her, Lu Pheasant, was never in Jiaofang Palace.
In her next life, she looked at the girl's resolute eyebrows in the mirror and suddenly smiled.
"Liu Bang," she whispered into the air, "In this troubled chess game, I will play another game with you."
This time, she was still the mother who would cry for Liu Ying and beg Liu Bang to personally conquer the country, but she was also the wise person who arranged Han Xin's military power in advance; she still tolerated the existence of Mrs. Qi, but she would never allow anyone to touch the political power. When the courtiers speculated whether her relationship with Liu Bang was a couple or a partnership, Lu Fei was standing on the throne of Weiyang Palace, watching the dawn of the new dynasty spread over her fingertips——
"They say you love me," she looked in the direction of Changling, a sneer on her lips, "but I want to show the world that whoever leaves whom will never end."
After all, the best tactics are always based on sincerity. And she and Liu Bang were a perfect match.