The snow in Leng Palace is three points colder than elsewhere.
Shen Qingyuan curled up on the dilapidated bed, looked at the falling snow outside the window, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Three years ago, she was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister who was famous in the capital, and she was married into the Eastern Palace with a red dot of ten miles. Three years later, she was a deposed queen despised by everyone. The child in her belly was knocked out by a bowl of soup, and her father and brothers were all executed.
"Empress, Your Majesty has come to see you." The eunuch's high-pitched voice sounded, and Shen Qingyuan slowly raised her eyes, her eyes filled with deathly silence...
