[Sweet ancient prose + opera + one person with thousands of faces + sweet and sad interweaving]
Shen Qiange, the youngest descendant of the Mei School at the National Theater, opened her eyes and transformed into a fire-burning girl at the bottom of the theater troupe. Everyone was waiting to see her starve to death on the streets.
Who knew she had the incredible skill of being a thousand-faced beauty! No disguise, no sorcery, just muscle control, you can perfectly reproduce anyone's voice, expression, and small movements, and even your own mother won't be able to tell the difference between real and fake.
From a bit player that no one watched, to a famous actress with a thousand faces in the capital, she played hundreds of roles. She was pure and ugly at all times and became a god in all aspects. The audience in the audience went crazy for her.
But an imperial edict dragged her from the stage into the cannibalistic Forbidden City. The emperor regarded her as Bai Yueguang's substitute, the concubine Shu scolded her as a despicable actress, and everyone in the harem was waiting to trample her to death.
Shen Qiange curled his lips and sneered.
Palace fight? Trickery? It's all a joke in front of her thousand-faced skills!
One day she pretended to be a eunuch and falsely conveyed an imperial edict to trick her opponent, and tomorrow she played the role of a beloved concubine who borrowed a knife to kill someone. Even the Queen Mother was disguised by her so much that she didn't even notice that she was a personal palace maid.
The fights in other palaces startled her every step of the way, and she kept the entire harem spinning.
But just when she gained power in the harem, she discovered the fatal curse of the art of a thousand faces: the more roles she plays, the easier it is for her to forget her true self.
Her performance brought everyone in the world to life, but she almost lost Shen Qiange herself.
When all the masks are broken, who is the woman standing at the top of power?
