Snow fell once more beyond the red palace walls. Yixiu brushed the Buddhist beads around her wrist, her fingertips cold.
In this new life, she was still the overlooked illegitimate daughter, watching her elder sister marry in a grand ceremony and become empress. But this time, the eyes reflected in the mirror held not a trace of infatuation.
The phoenix throne had been stained with blood in her previous life. Her family had fallen, and the man who shared her bed had never once looked back. In this life, she withdrew to a quiet corner of the palace, watching the newcomers vie for beauty and listening to schemes stir beneath the surface. She wanted only a peaceful life, and to protect the people she cared about.
But when that familiar figure knocked on her palace door again on a rainy night, Yixiu slowly closed the window. Some debts no longer needed to be repaid; some people were no longer worth waiting for.
Mainly because I like Yixiu and hope he can win
They are all poor people in the deep palace, especially Yi Xiu, double betrayal