The empress Xiao Lingyi has been wearing the dragon robe for ten years without any flaws, but in this year's draft, she was disturbed by the direct daughter of the Lin family who was sent by a powerful minister.
She coldly sealed Lin Yuesheng and imprisoned her in the palace. Unexpectedly, this gentle and dignified woman saw through her.
Lin Yuesheng calmly presented a plate of cakes: "Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, why don't you try my concubine's craftsmanship?"
Xiao Lingyi looked at the plum petals in the cake warily: "Do you know, Queen, that I hate the smell of flowers the most?"
Lin Yuesheng smiled slightly: "I only know that your Majesty caught the plum blossom hairpin of a young lady when the snow fell at the palace gate thirteen years ago."
The plum blossom hairpin on Xiao Lingyi's fingertips suddenly rolled to the ground - it was the only daughter she wore before she ascended the throne.
