Zichen Palace's political wisdom traveled across the ocean and landed on British soil. Zhen Huan was reborn as Elizabeth, and she shed the gorgeous clothes of Imperial Concubine Xi, but she couldn't take away the calmness and calculation that were engraved in her bones. She did not bother to compete for the favor of the squire, and only invested her ambitions in the seat of parliament and the scepter of the palace. Facing the arrogant Darcy, the hypocritical Wickham, and the difficult aristocratic lady, she responded in kind to the other, using Eastern strategies to dismantle Western rules. From the country dances in Hertfordshire to the parliament halls of London, there is agility hidden in every step and crushing in every confrontation. This is not a love story, but the history of the British conquest of a Machiavellian queen.
