The cold palace was tortured by snow, and the body was killed by the stick. She watched with her own eyes as her body was dragged to the mass grave, the blood of the dragon fetus condensed into the white snow, and the hatred corroded the bones.
In her previous life, she was the concubine of the Shen family. She was coaxed by her eldest sister Shen Qingwan with affection and entered the palace in her place. Once she was favored and pregnant with a dragon fetus, she unexpectedly attracted the most vicious plot. The eldest sister was double-dealing. While she was dragging her childhood sweetheart, Tanhua Cousin, into the palace to marry her as a concubine, she teamed up with the queen to frame her up and slandered her as a sinner who had messed up the palace. As a result, both mother and son died and were buried in a deserted grave.
After her soul returned to another world, she became the most inconspicuous maid of the Huanyi Bureau in the deep palace. She was reborn at the moment of her tragic death. She personally collected her body and carved all the hatred into her bones.
The innocent concubine of the past is dead, and now the avenger has returned.
She hid her edge and hid in the dust, watching her enemies with cold eyes and enjoying the glory: watching Shen Qingwan become arrogant due to favor, watching Wen Jingran being kept in the dark, and watching Queen Wei Jin dominate the harem.
Step by step, she plans layer by layer to tear off the hypocritical mask of her sister-in-law and make her fall from the clouds into the mire; to make Wen Jingran see the truth clearly and cut off the false affection with her own hands; to make the conspiracy of the Queen's party exposed and pay for the blood debt; and to stir up the deep palace chess game and let all the cold-eyed bystanders get involved in the game.
The road deep into the palace is dangerous and people's hearts are unpredictable. This time, she uses her humble body to take charge of the revenge game. She must let the snow in the Forbidden City wash away the grievances of the past and dye it with the blood of her enemies!
I only hope that one day, I can use pure joy as an inkstone to write down all the hatred in my life and put an end to the hatred in the world.
