My name is Shen Jingwan. When I was twelve years old, my whole family was massacred.
The murderer said, your father deserves to die.
Ten years later, I became the sharpest knife in Beijing. I calculated for three years and finally crawled to that man. He was the current prime minister and the most trusted person by the emperor. He was the one who signed the edict to exterminate the family three years ago.
I have been preparing for a long time. The dagger has been tempered with poison, the route has been stepped on countless times, and I have even thought about what I want to say after his death.
There was just one problem - the way he looked at me wasn't quite right.
Finally one rainy night, I put the dagger against his heart, but his hand was held by me. He looked down at me and smiled.
"Shen Jingwan," he said, "I've been waiting for you to kill me for ten years."
It turns out he knows everything. It turned out that there was no signature from him on the edict to exterminate the family.
It turns out that my hatred for the past ten years was directed at the wrong person from the beginning.
But I can't climb out anymore.
The entire capital knew that Prime Minister Pei Yan had picked up a woman and doted on her beyond measure. Give her a status, give her freedom, and even let her access the confidential study room.
No one knew she had a knife hidden in her sleeve.
No one knew - Pei Yan would take the knife away from under her pillow every night to confirm the direction of the blade. It's not that she's afraid of killing him. She was afraid that the blade of the knife would face inward and hurt herself.
In this cat-and-mouse game, they all thought they were cats. In fact, they are all trapped animals in a cage.
