He was the young emperor of Dayin, and he promised her favors every night. He whispered in the warmth of the red candle tent: "Imperial power is granted to you." The six palaces were envious, and the ministers praised her, but no one knew it. When he was moved, what he murmured between his lips and teeth was always another name that had long since faded away - "Ah Wu".
She is Xie Qingyan, the most sober queen of Dayin. Cheng Huan's Dragon Couch was just an unspoken deal. When the emperor was drunk and offered the shocking temptation of "destroying the six palaces and favoring only one person", she smiled with her fingertips firmly holding the cold and heavy red gold phoenix seal: "Your Majesty, I only want the phoenix seal." What she wanted was never the emperor's ethereal sincerity, but the immortal power in this deep palace.
There are turbulent undercurrents in the past, the ambitions of the father and brother are obvious, and the harem is surrounded by poisonous schemes. He pressed forward step by step, and she held on to him every inch. A deadly game with lust as the curtain and power as the blade has begun. He is the chess player and the player in the game; she is the chess piece and the chess player. The phoenix seal is the employment, and the country is the bureau. Xie Qingyan's path was destined from the day she entered the palace - not to be the darling of the emperor, but to be the pinnacle of power and the only queen mother.
Love, like dew, will eventually dissipate; only authority will last forever. He promised her imperial power, but she only wanted the Phoenix Seal.
