The old scar on the wrist oozed blood again under the friction of the hemp rope. This was left behind when she was fifteen years old when she was testing poison for the prince.
The prince said: "My dear, if I fail you, thunder will strike from heaven."
Later, he teamed up with her best friends to kill her, leaving her alone to be thrown into the Jiaofang Department.
That night, the killing system came - kill one person, take away a part of the body, and bear a share of fear.
She fought her way out of the Jiaofangsi and said in the rain to the guard Ajiu who had been protecting her since childhood: "What kind of man can't get me when I return to the imperial city?"
Three years later, she came to the city. The prince knelt in front of the Jinluan Palace and cried: "Qingqing, do you still remember the sugar-roasted chestnuts I bought for you that year?"
She drew her sword and smiled.
"Your Highness - I don't like sweets anymore."
