A huge fire broke out in Fengqi Palace, burning away Chu Qinghuang's infatuation and delusions.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back to the time when she was sixteen years old and unmarried——
Her father has not yet been falsely accused of treason, the Chu family has not yet been slaughtered, and she is not the deposed queen who was burned in the fire.
"In this life, I will tear apart the hypocrisy under the dragon robe and crush the conspiracy of the Golden Palace."
She hid her poisonous tenderness and entered the game with a delicate body:
Reversing the destiny dance at the Flower Banquet, breaking the deer trap in the autumn hunting game;
Borrowing the hands of the Seventh Prince to weave a net and kill the concubine's blood to sacrifice the chess game.
Little did she know that those cold eyes staring from the darkness had already captured her nirvana -
"Your Majesty once taught me how to be infatuated and make mistakes. In this life, you will have a taste of the overthrow of the country."
When the gilt palace lantern was lit again, she poured the poisoned wine into the Kowloon cup with a smile:
"Either surrender to the fire in my palm, or... Be buried in Jinye."
