The eldest princess died one day and was reborn in the body of Ye Guiyao, living there until the age of fifteen. Carrying thirteen years of hatred, she disguised herself as a boy and entered the palace as a eunuch.
From a pale, scrawny young eunuch to the fearsome Viceroy Ye, what did it matter if she was reviled? She would kill her enemies one by one, then cut off the emperor’s head.
But there seems to be something wrong with the emperor’s eldest son.
She kills, and he hands her the blade. She boards a boat, and he rows. She wants to kill the emperor, and he says, “A-Yao, do whatever you want.”
“I’m here for revenge, not romance!”
The prince chuckled, his fingertips brushing her hair. “It makes no difference. I want the realm plunged into chaos, too.”
Darkness lurks beneath the lights, and the palace walls run deep. She plans each move carefully, while he presses closer at every turn.
Either she brings the world crashing down, or she dies in his arms...
Which will she choose?
