Madam, you..." The little girl's eyes widened, "don't you remember? You are Shen Qingyuan, Empress Shen. You were thrown into the cold palace three months ago because you violated the emperor. "Shen Qingyuan. I chewed the name silently, and suddenly I remembered a novel I wrote before. In that novel, there was a cannon fodder queen. The author only gave her a role of five thousand words, and she was killed in the cold palace. No, that's not it. It's a novel. That's... The memory of the original owner. I closed my eyes and let the images that didn't belong to me flood into my mind: being framed for adultery by the queen, being slapped in public by the emperor, being dragged into the cold palace by several eunuchs, being beaten severely by Concubine Yuan...
