On the day when Chu was overthrown, the palace walls flowed into rivers of blood.
Chu Qingmian, the most favored ninth princess, jumped off the tower, shattering all memories of the past.
When she opened her eyes again, she was lying on the dragon couch in the extremely luxurious Weiyang Palace.
The powerful new emperor Huo Yuan, who had just stepped on the bones of the royal family and ascended to power, was wiping away the blood on his cheeks little by little with his warm fingertips.
He leaned forward and kissed her forehead tenderly and piously: "Mianmian, you are the queen I have chosen since childhood. You are just suffering from a serious illness."
Chu Qingmian believed it.
From then on, the tyrant's harem was in vain, and everyone in the court knew that the vicious and ruthless new emperor had raised a delicate bird that could not be touched or hurt.
She was pampered and indulged in his palm, doing whatever she wanted.
Until that day, in order to find the lost hosta, Chu Qingmian accidentally opened the secret compartment of the imperial study.
Inside lay quietly the death order of the Dachu royal family, as well as the last blood letter written by her father, the queen, and her mother.
And where the signature was signed, there was a jade seal passed down from her gentle husband.
Outside the door, Huo Yuan was wearing a bloody dragon robe, standing against the light, his eyes sick and crazy:
"Mianmian, didn't you agree that you would never settle old scores?"
