After predicting her own ending, Su Miaomiao realized.
Instead of being a prisoner of Machiavellian desires, it is better to be a game-maker who controls the rules.
She backhandedly played herself into the Bai Yueguang that several lunatics dreamed of.
——They gave me gold chains, and I gave them invisible shackles in return;
——They allowed me to take the back seat, and I looked to higher places;
——They formed an alliance with me, and I accepted the entire chess game.
Her weak brother, who was fed by his own hands, pinched her chin the night she was married and said:
"Sister, you can only choose one, Dragon Chair or me."
General Zhenguo took off his mask of hypocrisy, revealing his paranoia and pathology, and pushed her against the tower:
"If you want the Phoenix Seal, I will seize the palace. If you want freedom, I will kill the king. Why don't you choose me?"
Even the cold and powerful minister smiled and handed over the dove wine:
"Little waste, that position is so hot that the blood dragon's crown corrodes the bones... Can you sit still without my support?"
A bird in a cage, an object in a pond.
She lowered her eyes to hide the mountains and rivers in her eyes.
The so-called destiny was a gentle conspiracy designed against them from the beginning.
Until the night of the palace change, the blood surged in the Nine Dragons Palace——
Only then did they see clearly what kind of mountains and rivers she was hiding when she lowered her eyes.
It turns out that she has always been the one holding the piece in this game of chess.
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