I am Su Wanwan, and I am also Ye Fei. During the day she is a gentle and virtuous sick queen, but at night she is an out-of-control and crazy charlatan. The emperor used me as a decoration, and the queen mother regarded me as a pawn. Only Wei Jin, the nine-thousand-year-old man with all the power in the government, could see through all my disguises. He buried my body, handed me the knife, and knelt on my neck when I collapsed. "Empress," his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "everything I have, including my life, is yours." Okay, then I want this former harem and thousands of miles of land.
