No one knows she has a secret: she can hear everyone's thoughts.
Those concubines who respectfully shouted "The Queen is a thousand years old" in front of her were scolding her in their hearts, "Why is this old woman not dead yet?" Those courtiers who knelt on the ground to show their loyalty were thinking about "how much residual value her mother clan still has." The men who spoke love words in her ears were turning over another woman's name in their minds.
She heard it all. I heard it from the first day I entered the palace. Those conspiracies, calculations, betrayals, those truths that would never be told in front of others, were completely uncovered in front of her.
But she couldn't say. If you say it, you are crazy. Point it out, she is the demon concubine. She could only write down every account in her mind and wait for the right time to catch all these people.
But she didn't expect that in the palace, there was only one person whose voice she couldn't hear. Xiao Yan, the general of Zhenbei, commanded 100,000 frontier troops. He was decisive in killing and never took sides. He never spoke in his mind, only one sentence rang directly in her head.
The man who was least likely to take sides became her only variable.
When the prince's butcher's knife is placed on her neck, when the noble concubine's poisonous wine is handed to her lips, when the entire court is waiting for her death - she wants everyone to know:
"I have heard your thoughts. And how you will die next - I have also heard it."
