The sober and ruthless empress × the lonely minister, the loyal dog and the cruel official
On the dragon chair, Li Fu lowered his eyes and looked at the poor Tanhua struggling in the mud at the foot of the stairs.
He was in a state of embarrassment, but there was a fire in his eyes that refused to be extinguished.
She gently raised her hand, and a jade ring symbolizing the authority of the Supervision Department was casually thrown in front of him.
"Pick it up." Her voice was not high, but it carried the power of deciding life and death. "From now on, your life, your honor and disgrace belong to me."
"Be the sharpest knife in my hand, and I will promise you a meteoric rise."
With trembling hands, he picked up the cold jade ring, as if accepting a willing chain.
Later, Ying Ti became a living Yama who was feared by the whole court.
He bit her political opponents, swallowed up all opposing voices, and trampled on numerous bones just to lift her up to a higher throne.
No one knew that every time he returned, he would kneel down in a deserted place, present his bloody fingertips to her, and wait for a well-done caress from her.
He cleared the court for her and shouldered all the stigma. When she was in danger, he imprisoned himself to prepare the final move for her.
On the night of the palace coup, he rushed to the imperial court covered in blood just to make sure that she was safe and sound. She touched the hideous scar on his heart.
"Does it hurt?" He held her wrist, his breath was hot, and he dug out her heart every word, "I am proud of this."
Later, the history books called him a traitor and praised her as a saint.
At the celebration banquet, she hooked his belt in front of everyone, pulled him forward, and kissed his cold lips under the horrified gazes of the officials.
"The history books are written by them," she chuckled in his ear, declaring ownership, "you are mine alone."
From a puppet to a nine-five-year-old, from a shadow to a person above ten thousand people.
