The snow in the Forbidden City that year was bone-chilling. She opened her eyes from under the white silk in the cold palace and returned to the time when she first entered the palace.
Huanyixiang is still sweet, and the emperor's eyes are still gentle. But she knew - there was Juezi's medicine in that fragrance, and there was a killing knife in those love words. In this life, she no longer competes for favor, no longer obsesses, and uses all her talents to calmly watch those familiar dramas play out again.
Her brother's military exploits, the queen's calculations, the newcomer's tears... She avoided all the traps with a clear mind, and hid a glimmer of hope for the Nian family before the doomed overthrow. On the day she was deposed again, she looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly smiled.
It turns out that starting over again is not to reverse fate, but to learn to straighten your spine and walk towards the end soberly in the destined ending.
Until the new dynasty changed, she became the concubine in the corner of the palace. At the banquet, the old friend who had become the Queen Mother had complicated eyes, but she only lowered her eyes and drank the old things from the cup.
There are no winners in this deep palace, only those who survive. But this time, she finally used her own way to leave a silent and proud footnote unique to Nian Shilan after a few strokes in the history books.
