The day I transmigrated into the body of an abandoned concubine in the Cold Palace, I stumbled upon the emperor's powerful uncle murdering someone.
His sword dripped with blood as he smiled and asked me, “What did you see?”
I blinked. “My future husband.”
Later, the whole capital knew that the woman in the Cold Palace who could tell fortunes, heal the sick, and even stage a rebellion was the emperor's uncle's one and only weakness.
Until one day, he pinned me against the wall. “Tell me, exactly how many of your talents are still secrets from me?”
