The most despicable concubine in the Prime Minister's Palace, on the day she got her hair, my mistress beat my mother to death with a stick.
My fiancé broke off the engagement with a smile and sent me to the talent show: "A lowly servant like you is only worthy of being a plaything."
The years in the palace were like purgatory. I was forced to kneel on the broken porcelain and serve tea. The blood stained the skirt of the concubine Xian red.
Until the little eunuch held my hand and said, "My queen, do you want to take revenge?"
He gave me advice and taught me how to seduce the emperor, and I gradually ascended to the throne.
On the day when the mistress was made into a human pig by her own hands, she wailed in the tank: "Bitch..."
I smiled and drank the ginseng soup: "Mom, I wish you a long life."
On the night when the old emperor died, he tore open his eunuch's clothes and embraced me in his arms: "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for this day... For ten years."
The palace doors closed heavily behind us, crushing all the old dynasties that owed us.
