Yun Chuxiu, the top "performance director" in the palace.
Concubine Wan, who fell out of favor, regained the favor of the Holy Family through her guidance, and the domineering concubine stayed on the high platform through her designs. Everyone knows that if they want to compete for favor, they should go to Miss Yun.
She is the most sober actress in this cannibal palace. Until—Li Yan, the tyrant on the dragon throne, threw a secret report in front of her.
It is filled with every scene she has "directed" and every heart she has calculated.
His fingertips were cold and he stroked the side of her neck: "You have been acting for so long, are you tired?"
Yunchuxiu smiled as brightly as a flower and read out the lines skillfully: "Your Majesty, I don't understand..."
Before she finished speaking, Li Yan pulled her closer, his hot breath touching her ears:
"Then let me ask you - that night in the cold palace three years ago, the little palace maid who sucked out the snake venom for me and cried so hard that she was trembling all over, was you?"
"Is it you who wrote the anonymous remonstrance that taught me 'benevolent governance'?"
"And..." His voice was hoarse, with a tremor that he didn't even understand, "Every time after going to bed, you secretly feed the stray cats in the Royal Garden. Is it you, the 'cold-blooded showman'?!"
Yun Chuxiu's whole body froze.
It's over, the vest fell to pieces.
What's more, Bai Yueguang, who she single-handedly "coached" to the throne and is about to become the queen, is leading the guards to open the palace door, crying softly:
"Your Majesty! It was this poisonous woman who harmed our royal son!"
Li Yan didn't even look, he just stared at the pale face of the person in his arms and said word by word:
"Yun Chuxiu, I'm tired of watching your drama."
"Now, show me your heart - even if it's stupid, soft, and so stupid that I want to curse you."
