"I, Yixiu, humbly wish Your Majesty a long and peaceful life. May we never meet again, in life or in death!"
In the Cold Palace, she cut off her hair and swore a blood oath that shook the heart. Ulanara Yixiu opened her eyes again to find herself back in the year Chun Yuan died.
In her previous life, she had been infatuated with the emperor and schemed at every turn, only to lose everything. In this life, as her phoenix eyes opened, she vowed to be the only one directing the game.
Concubine Hua's arrogance became the blade she turned against the Nian clan;
Chun Yuan's legacy became her shield, ensuring she could never be defeated;
the emperor's favor became the most exquisite disguise in her hands.
She carved "virtue" into her very bones, silently laying a vast, inescapable net. She used the turmoil of the court to topple powerful clans and whispered pillow talk to pierce hearts and shatter souls. Without staining a drop of blood, she sent every enemy toward their destined abyss, each lost in their own beautiful dream.
Yet, halfway through the game,
the emperor on the dragon throne cast an ever more probing gaze her way...
When fated adversaries meet once more, with the Forbidden City as their board, who will be the final victor?
The two chapters that appear out of nowhere at the end are really strange.