Once she was reduced from a queen to an abandoned wife in the cold palace, Su Ying just wanted to live a stable life and raise the young prince. The life in the cold palace is difficult, but also peaceful. It wasn't until she was cleaning out the old things from her previous life that she found a yellowed notebook. It was not a heavenly book, but a "Big Data Analysis of Palace Survival" written with blood and tears by a senior in the palace. It densely recorded the patterns and previews of all the conspiracies over more than ten years. Based on the clues in the notes, Su Ying came to a shocking conclusion: in three days, the emperor will send it. Save him? That bitch who personally put her into the cold palace and made her suffer humiliation? Su Ying sneered, closed the notebook, and prepared to continue sweeping the floor. After her death, her son would naturally ascend the throne. Wouldn't it be wonderful for her to be the queen mother and listen to politics from behind the curtain? Just as she was hesitating, a soft little dumpling sneaked out from the imperial garden and hugged her leg. The prince raised his face and whispered, "Mother, my father dreamed of you again last night. He said... He misses you very much." Su Ying's heart trembled. She could not care about that man, but she could not care about her son. If the emperor dies due to a conspiracy, the prince is young, and the orphans and widowers will suffer even worse consequences. That's all, just think of it as accumulating blessings for your son. Therefore, the reclusive emperor discovered that he had been receiving some inexplicable "warm reminders" recently: "The new cook in the imperial kitchen has good knife skills, but his hands are not stable." - That night, the cook was found to be a remnant of the previous dynasty. "I heard that the maple leaves in the West Mountain are red. If your majesty goes hunting, remember that the horses' hoofs need to be carefully inspected." - The next day, steel needles were indeed found in the hoofs of the royal horses.
