The red wall of Kunyi Palace was once Shen Jinghong's supreme glory, and it was also the fiery purgatory where she was buried.
She planned the world for him and helped him ascend to the top of the Nine Five-Year Plan, but in the end she got a glass of poisonous wine, a fire that burned away the past, and her sister's poisonous smile: "Sister, you are wearing this phoenix crown, after all, it is inappropriate."
Her body was burned in fierce flames, her muscles and bones were broken, and she crawled out from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, her face completely ruined, and her past life gone.
When she came back, she was Su Li, the famous ghost-hand doctor in Beijing. She was dressed in plain clothes and had half a silver face. No one knew what kind of hatred and conspiracy lay beneath the mask.
Those who once bullied her, humiliated her, betrayed her, and harmed her are now high in the clouds, enjoying the glory she paved with blood and bones.
This time, she is no longer the legitimate daughter of the Shen family who humbles herself for love, but an avenger who has returned from hell.
A wonderful hand can rejuvenate, or turn it into a Yama tie.
She worked step by step, using medicine as a knife and heart as a blade. In the treacherous court and harem, she tore apart the masks of hypocrisy with her own hands, pulling those high-ranking enemies one by one into the endless abyss she once lived in.
The country is a chess piece, and blood debts must be paid with blood.
The man who had promised her eternal peace would finally see with his own eyes how the thousands of miles of land he was so proud of fell to pieces and the dust settled in the hands of her.
