Di Jiuluan was born to be a phoenix of the highest heavens, just as her name suggests.
She disdained the petty schemes of women in the inner court. Her battlefield lay in the imperial court, on the front lines, and across the chessboard of the realm.
The emperor's favor was her shield, while “arrogant and domineering” was her disguise.
In secret, she spun a web called “Phoenix and Owl.” Civil officials, military generals, magnates, death-sworn followers, and public opinion were all pieces in her hands.
It began with an improperly grand “Little Golden Throne Hall,” then came regency and ruling as regent, and finally the imperial robes.
Her path was paved with bones and stained with blood.
Five extraordinary men once stood by her side or opposed her. In the end, every one of them became a footnote in her legend.
Many people asked why she was so determined to claim the lonely throne.
She replied:
“Because, as it turns out, sitting on the dragon throne feels wonderful.”
[This is the story of a woman who breaks the decree of fate and becomes fate itself.]
