They abandoned me, the evil star, in the royal tomb, and left me among the dead, thinking that I would rot in despair.
But they don't know that these thousands of miles of imperial mausoleums and thousands of tombs are all my personal space!
If other people grow elixirs and grasses in their spaces, what should I grow in my mausoleum space?
——Cultivating peerless evil souls, giving birth to Yin-type divine plants, and the bones of dead people are my strongest trump cards!
The aloof and sinister prince was full of calculations when we first met: "The yin energy in your body can cure my strange poison."
Later, he held me in his arms with red eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Jingyue, the world is for you, but you... Leave me a way to survive."
