The ground in the cold palace was as cold as iron. I huddled on the broken straw mat, my mouth full of the bitter taste of being dragged away.
Liu Rumei held the jade cup and smiled, the corner of her black dragon robe brushing against the threshold without even looking back.
With the crisp sound of bones breaking, I bit my lip - if there is an afterlife, I must let this pair of bitches pay for their debt with blood.
"Wow!" There was a sound of ice water being poured on me. I coughed and opened my eyes, and saw Grandma Wang's face full of flesh.
This is the side courtyard where I lived when I was fifteen years old. My father had just died in the war, and my mother wanted to give me to the sixty-year-old Mr. Zhao as a concubine.
And in my arms, there was a blood-stained northern defense map that I had just retrieved from a secret compartment in my father's study.
In this life, I not only want to live, but also want to overthrow this cannibalistic country - but who is staring at my shadow in the dark?
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