Shen Zhaoning will never forget that snowy night.
In front of the Leng Palace Gate, the entire Shen family has one hundred and thirty-seven heads hanging on the city wall. And the third prince Xiao Yan, whom she devoted all her efforts to help ascend to the throne, was hugging her concubine Shen Zhaowan and condescendingly read out the death edict: "Queen Shen, please give me poisonous wine."
The poisonous wine enters the throat and burns away all the innocence in the previous life.
When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the eve of her wedding. As soon as the marriage decree was implemented, Xiao Yan's cronies were already waiting outside the door. In the bronze mirror, the girl's face was like a peach blossom, but her eyes were filled with an undercurrent of tempered blood.
In her previous life, she cried and begged her father to refuse the marriage, just to marry that "beloved man" Xiao Yan; in this life, she wanted him to watch with his own eyes how she would crush his throne and his life.
She tore up her wedding dress in public, and under Xiao Yan's shocked eyes, she turned and walked towards another person - the legendary violent and bloodthirsty regent, Xiao Yan's Nine Emperors uncle, Xiao Yanheng.
"My maid, I have met the prince." She bowed down with a gentle smile.
Everyone thought she was crazy. But only she knew that on the last night in the cold palace in her previous life, it was Xiao Yanheng who fought through the entire palace alone and picked her up from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. When she died in his arms, she heard him say: "Shen Zhaoning, this king is late."
In this life, it was her who would protect him.
But she didn't know that Xiao Yanheng's legs had never been disabled.
He was just waiting for someone to personally lead him in this game of chess.
