The legitimate daughter Chu Xi was made into a human pig by her concubine and a scumbag, and she died with hatred.
When he opened his eyes again, he went back to the night of Ji Chi, where the conspiracy began.
She smiled coldly and handed the poisoned wine to her concubine's lips: "Sister, please taste this cup of 'fine wine' first."
Little did she know that the nine-thousand-year-old Pei Ji, the powerful and powerful man, had been watching her secretly for a long time.
His fingertips brushed the side of her neck, and he smiled dangerously and charmingly: "The bone-gnawing look of the eldest lady is more suitable for Dongchang Prison than Zajia."
Later, when she killed someone, he handed her the knife; when she overturned her, he cleared the way.
On the night of the palace coup, he came holding the dragon robe, kneeling on one knee, looking up with paranoid piety in his eyes:
"Your Majesty, phoenix couch or dragon chair - where will you choose to stay tonight?"
Reader comments
The heroine is empowered and can live without feeling aggrieved.
The heroine is empowered and can live without feeling aggrieved.
Very pretty, perfect fit